Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Order of the Phoenix

           ’That’dcomeorf,though,’mutteredMundungus,polishingitwithhiscuff.

           ’FredGeorgeNO,JUSTCARRYTHEM!’Mrs.Weasleyshrieked.

           Harry,SiriusandMundunguslookedaroundand,withinasplitsecond,theyhaddivedawayfromthetable.FredandGeorgehadbewitchedalargecauldronofstew,anironflagonofButterbeer,andaheavywoodenbreadboard,completewithknife,tohurtlethroughtheairtowardsthem.Thestewskiddedthelengthofthetableandcametoahaltjustbeforetheend,leavingalongblackburnonthewoodensurface;theflagonofButterbeerfellwithacrash,spillingitscontentseverywhere;thebreadknifeslippedofftheboardandlanded,pointdownandquiveringominously,exactlywhereSirius’srighthandhadbeensecondsbefore.

           ’FORHEAVEN’SSAKE!’screamedMrs.Weasley.’THEREWASNONEEDI’VEHADENOUGHOFTHISJUSTBECAUSEYOU’REALLOWEDTOUSEMAGICNOW,YOUDON’THAVETOWHIPYOURWANDSOUTFOREVERYTINYLITTLETHING!’

           ’Wewerejusttryingtosaveabitoftime!’saidFred,hurryingforwardtowrenchthebreadknifeoutofthetable.’Sorry,Sirius,matedidn’tmeanto

           HarryandSiriuswerebothlaughing;Mundungus,whohadtoppledbackwardsoffhischair,wasswearingashegottohisfeet;Crookshankshadgivenanangryhissandshotoffunderthedresser,fromwherehislargeyelloweyesglowedinthedarkness.

           ’Boys,’Mr.

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