Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

Veritaserum

           "BartyCrouch!"

           "Goodheavens,"saidProfessorMcGonagall,stoppingdeadandstaringdownatthemanonthefloor.

           Filthy,disheveled,WinkypeeredaroundSnape’slegs.Hermouthopenedwideandsheletoutapiercingshriek.

           "MasterBarty,MasterBarty,whatisyoudoinghere?"

           Sheflungherselfforwardontotheyoungman’schest.

           "Youiskilledhim!Youiskilledhim!YouiskilledMaster’sson!"

           "HeissimplyStunned,Winky,"saidDumbledore."Stepaside,please.Severus,youhavethepotion?"

           SnapehandedDumbledoreasmallglassbottleofcompletelyclearliquid:theVeritaserumwithwhichhehadthreatenedHarryinclass.Dumbledoregotup,bentoverthemanonthefloor,andpulledhimintoasittingpositionagainstthewallbeneaththeFoe-Glass,inwhichthereflectionsofDumbledore,Snape,andMcGonagallwerestillglaringdownuponthemall.Winkyremainedonherknees,trembling,herhandsoverherface.Dumbledoreforcedthemansmouthopenandpouredthreedropsinsideit.Thenhepointedhiswandatthemanschestandsaid,"Ennervate."

           Crouch’ssonopenedhiseyes.Hisfacewasslack,hisgazeunfocused.Dumbledorekneltbeforehim,sothattheirfaceswerelevel.

           "Canyouhearme?"Dumbledoreaskedquietly.

           Theman’seyelidsflickered.

           "Yes,"hemuttered.

           "Iwouldlikeyoutotellus,"saidDumbledoresoftly,"howyoucametobehere.HowdidyouescapefromAzkaban?"

           Crouchtookadeep,shudderingbreath,thenbegantospeakinaflat,expressionlessvoice.

           "Mymothersavedme.Sheknewshewasdying.

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