Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Second War Begins

           Butjustashehadgivenuphope,hesawitatranslucentsomebodydriftingacrosstheendofthecorridor.

           ’Heyhey,Nick!NICK!’

           Theghoststuckitsheadbackoutofthewall,revealingtheextravagantlyplumedhatanddangerouslywobblingheadofSirNicholasdeMimsy-Porpington.

           ’Goodevening,’hesaid,withdrawingtherestofhisbodyfromthesolidstoneandsmilingatHarry.’Iamnottheonlyonewhoislate,then?Though,’hesighed,’inaratherdifferentsense,ofcourse...

           ’Nick,canIaskyousomething?’

           AmostpeculiarexpressionstoleoverNearlyHeadlessNick’sfaceasheinsertedafingerinthestiffruffathisneckandtuggeditalittlestraighter,apparentlytogivehimselfthinkingtime.Hedesistedonlywhenhispartiallyseveredneckseemedabouttogivewaycompletely.

           ’Ernow,Harry?’saidNick,lookingdiscomfited.’Can’titwaituntilafterthefeast?’

           ’NoNickplease,’saidHarry,’Ireallyneedtotalktoyou.Canwegoinhere?’

           HarryopenedthedoorofthenearestclassroomandNearlyHeadlessNicksighed.

           ’Oh,verywell,’hesaid,lookingresigned.’Ican’tpretendIhaven’tbeenexpectingit.

           Harrywasholdingthedooropenforhim,buthedriftedthroughthewallinstead.

           ’Expectingwhat?’Harryasked,asheclosedthedoor.

           ’Youtocomeandfindme,’saidNick,nowglidingovertothewindowandlookingoutatthedarkeninggrounds.’Ithappens,sometimes...whensomebodyhassuffereda...loss.

           ’Well,’saidHarry,refusingtobedeflected.

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