Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Hearing

           Figgatonce,asthoughshehadlearnedwhatshewassayingbyheart,’whenIheardadisturbancedownthealleywaybetweenMagnoliaCrescentandWisteriaWalk.OnapproachingthemouthofthealleywayIsawdementorsrunning

           ’Running?’saidMadamBonessharply.’Dementorsdon’trun,theyglide.

           ’That’swhatImeanttosay,’saidMrs.Figgquickly,patchesofpinkappearinginherwitheredcheeks.’Glidingalongthealleytowardswhatlookedliketwoboys.

           ’Whatdidtheylooklike?’saidMadamBones,narrowinghereyessothattheedgeofthemonocledisappearedintoherflesh.

           ’Well,onewasverylargeandtheotheroneratherskinny

           ’No,no,’saidMadamBonesimpatiently.’Thedementors...describethem.

           ’Oh,’saidMrsFigg,thepinkflushcreepinguphernecknow.’Theywerebig.Bigandwearingcloaks.

           Harryfeltahorriblesinkinginthepitofhisstomach.WhateverMrs.Figgmightsay,itsoundedtohimasthoughthemostshehadeverseenwasapictureofadementor,andapicturecouldneverconveythetruthofwhatthesebeingswerelike:theeeriewaytheymoved,hoveringinchesovertheground,ortherottingsmellofthem,orthatterriblerattlingnoisetheymadeastheysuckedonthesurroundingair....

           Inthesecondrow,adumpywizardwithalargeblackmoustacheleanedclosetowhisperintheearofhisneighbour,afrizzy-hairedwitch.Shesmirkedandnodded.

           ’Bigandwearingcloaks,’repeatedMadamBonescoolly,whileFudgesnortedderisively.’Isee.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 172 из 1035