Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Professor Umbridge

           ’Hello,Harry!’

           ItwasChoChangand,whatwasmore,shewasonherownagain.Thiswasmostunusual:Chowasalmostalwayssurroundedbyagangofgigglinggirls;HarryrememberedtheagonyoftryingtogetherbyherselftoaskhertotheYuleBall.

           ’Hi,’saidHarry,feelinghisfacegrowhot.Atleastyou’renotcoveredinStinksapthistime,hetoldhimself.Choseemedtobethinkingalongthesamelines.

           ’Yougotthatstuffoff,then?’

           ’Yeah,’saidHarry,tryingtogrinasthoughthememoryoftheirlastmeetingwasfunnyasopposedtomortifying.’So,didyou...er...haveagoodsummer?’

           Themomenthehadsaidthishewishedhehadn’tCedrichadbeenCho’sboyfriendandthememoryofhisdeathmusthaveaffectedherholidayalmostasbadlyasithadaffectedHarry’s.Somethingseemedtotauteninherface,butshesaid,’Oh,itwasallright,youknow...

           ’IsthataTornadosbadge?’Rondemandedsuddenly,pointingtothefrontofCho’srobes,whereasky-bluebadgeemblazonedwithadoublegold’T’waspinned.’Youdon’tsupportthem,doyou?’

           ’Yeah,Ido,’saidCho.

           ’Haveyoualwayssupportedthem,orjustsincetheystartedwinningtheleague?’saidRon,inwhatHarryconsideredanunnecessarilyaccusatorytoneofvoice.

           ’I’vesupportedthemsinceIwassix,’saidChocoolly.’Anyway...seeyou,Harry.

           Shewalkedaway.HermionewaiteduntilChowashalfwayacrossthecourtyardbeforeroundingonRon.

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