Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Dentention with Delores

           ’Let’sseeifyou’vegotthemessageyet,shallwe?’saidUmbridge’ssoftvoicehalfanhourlater.

           Shemovedtowardshim,stretchingouthershortringedfingersforhisarm.Andthen,asshetookholdofhimtoexaminethewordsnowcutintohisskin,painseared,notacrossthebackofhishand,butacrossthescaronhisforehead.Atthesametime,hehadamostpeculiarsensationsomewherearoundhismidriff.

           Hewrenchedhisarmoutofhergripandleapttohisfeet,staringather.Shelookedbackathim,asmilestretchingherwide,slackmouth.

           ’Yes,ithurts,doesn’tit?’shesaidsoftly.

           Hedidnotanswer.Hisheartwasthumpingveryhardandfast.Wasshetalkingabouthishandordidsheknowwhathehadjustfeltinhisforehead?

           ’Well,IthinkI’vemademypoint,Mr.Potter.Youmaygo.

           Hecaughtuphisschoolbagandlefttheroomasquicklyashecould.

           Staycalm,hetoldhimself,ashesprintedupthestairs.Staycalm,itdoesn’tnecessarilymeanwhatyouthinkitmeans...

           ’Mimbulusmimbletonia!’hegaspedattheFatLady,whoswungforwardsoncemore.

           Aroarofsoundgreetedhim.Roncamerunningtowardshim,beamingalloverhisfaceandsloppingButterbeerdownhisfrontfromthegoblethewasclutching.

           ’Harry,Ididit,I’min,I’mKeeper!’

           ’What?Ohbrilliant!’saidHarry,tryingtosmilenaturally,whilehisheartcontinuedtoraceandhishandthrobbedandbled.

           ’HaveaButterbeer.Ronpressedabottleonhim.

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