Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Ministry of Magic

           TheygotoffatastationintheveryheartofLondon,andweresweptfromthetraininatideofbesuitedmenandwomencarryingbriefcases.Uptheescalatortheywent,throughtheticketbarrier(Mr.Weasleydelightedwiththewaythestileswallowedhisticket),andemergedontoabroadstreetlinedwithimposing-lookingbuildingsandalreadyfulloftraffic.

           ’Wherearewe?’saidMr.Weasleyblankly,andforoneheart-stoppingmomentHarrythoughttheyhadgotoffatthewrongstationdespiteMr.Weasley’scontinualreferencestothemap;butasecondlaterhesaid,’Ahyes...thisway,Harry,’andledhimdownasideroad.

           ’Sorry,’hesaid,’butInevercomebytrainanditalllooksratherdifferentfromaMuggleperspective.Asamatteroffact,I’veneverevenusedthevisitors’entrancebefore.

           Thefurthertheywalked,thesmallerandlessimposingthebuildingsbecame,untilfinallytheyreachedastreetthatcontainedseveralrathershabby-lookingoffices,apubandanoverflowingskip.HarryhadexpectedarathermoreimpressivelocationfortheMinistryofMagic.

           ’Hereweare,’saidMr.Weasleybrightly,pointingatanoldredtelephonebox,whichwasmissingseveralpanesofglassandstoodbeforeaheavilygraffitiedwall.’Afteryou,Harry.

           Heopenedthetelephone-boxdoor.

           Harrysteppedinside,wonderingwhatonearththiswasabout.Mr.WeasleyfoldedhimselfinbesideHarryandclosedthedoor.

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