Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Ministry of Magic

           Itwasatightfit;Harrywasjammedagainstthetelephoneapparatus,whichwashangingcrookedlyfromthewallasthoughavandalhadtriedtoripitoff.Mr.WeasleyreachedpastHarryforthereceiver.

           ’Mr.Weasley,Ithinkthismightbeoutoforder,too,’Harrysaid.

           ’No,no,I’msureitsfine,’saidMr.Weasley,holdingthereceiverabovehisheadandpeeringatthedial.’Let’ssee...six...hedialledthenumber,’two...four...andanotherfour...andanothertwo...

           Asthedialwhirredsmoothlybackintoplace,acoolfemalevoicesoundedinsidethetelephonebox,notfromthereceiverinMr.Weasley’shand,butasloudlyandplainlyasthoughaninvisiblewomanwerestandingrightbesidethem.

           ’WelcometotheMinistryofMagic.Pleasestateyournameandbusiness.

           ’Er...saidMr.Weasley,clearlyuncertainwhetherornotheshouldtalkintothereceiver.Hecompromisedbyholdingthemouthpiecetohisear,’ArthurWeasley,MisuseofMuggleArtefactsOffice,heretoescortHarryPotter,whohasbeenaskedtoattendadisciplinaryhearing....

           ’Thankyou,’saidthecoolfemalevoice.’Visitor,pleasetakethebadgeandattachittothefrontofyourrobes.

           Therewasaclickandarattle,andHarrysawsomethingslideoutofthemetalchutewherereturnedcoinsusuallyappeared.Hepickeditup:itwasasquaresilverbadgewithHarryPotter,DisciplinaryHearingonit.HepinnedittothefrontofhisT-shirtasthefemalevoicespokeagain.

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