Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Luna Lovegood

           Black’sscreecheswerecutoffinstantly.

           ’Where’sTonks?’Harrysaid,lookingroundastheywentdownthestonestepsofnumbertwelve,whichvanishedthemomenttheyreachedthepavement.

           ’She’swaitingforusjustuphere,’saidMrs.Weasleystiffly,avertinghereyesfromthelollopingblackdogbesideHarry.

           Anoldwomangreetedthemonthecorner.Shehadtightlycurledgreyhairandworeapurplehatshapedlikeaporkpie.

           ’Wotcher,Harry,’shesaid,winking.’Betterhurryup,hadn’twe,Molly?’sheadded,checkingherwatch.

           ’Iknow,Iknow,’moanedMrs.Weasley,lengtheningherstride,’butMad-EyewantedtowaitforSturgis....IfonlyArthurcouldhavegotuscarsfromtheMinistryagain...butFudgewon’tlethimborrowsomuchasanemptyinkbottlethesedays...HowMugglescanstandtravellingwithoutmagic...

           Butthegreatblackdoggaveajoyfulbarkandgambolledaroundthem,snappingatpigeonsandchasingitsowntail.Harrycouldn’thelplaughing.Siriushadbeentrappedinsideforaverylongtime.Mrs.WeasleypursedherlipsinanalmostAuntPetunia-ishway.

           IttookthemtwentyminutestoreachKing’sCrossonfootandnothingmoreeventfulhappenedduringthattimethanSiriusscaringacoupleofcatsforHarry’sentertainment.

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