Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Percy and Padfoot

           Sealingtheparchmentcarefully,heclimbedthroughtheportraitholeandheadedofffortheOwlery.

           ’IwouldnotgothatwayifIwereyou,’saidNearlyHeadlessNick,driftingdisconcertinglythroughawalljustaheadofHarryashewalkeddownthepassage.’PeevesisplanninganamusingjokeonthenextpersontopassthebustofParacelsushalfwaydownthecorridor.

           ’DoesitinvolveParacelsusfallingontopoftheperson’shead?’askedHarry.

           ’Funnilyenough,itdoes,’saidNearlyHeadlessNickinaboredvoice.’SubtletyhasneverbeenPeeves’sstrongpoint.I’mofftotryandfindtheBloodyBaron...hemightbeabletoputastoptoit...seeyou,Harry...

           ’Yeah,bye,’saidHarryandinsteadofturningright,heturnedleft,takingalongerbutsaferrouteuptotheOwlery.Hisspiritsroseashewalkedpastwindowafterwindowshowingbrilliantlybluesky;hehadtraininglater,hewouldbebackontheQuidditchpitchatlast.

           Somethingbrushedhisankles.Helookeddownandsawthecaretaker’sskeletalgreycat,MrsNorris,slinkingpasthim.SheturnedlamplikeyelloweyesonhimforamomentbeforedisappearingbehindastatueofWilfredtheWistful.

           ’I’mnotdoinganythingwrong,’Harrycalledafterher.Shehadtheunmistakeableairofacatthatwasofftoreporttoherboss,yetHarrycouldnotseewhy;hewasperfectlyentitledtowalkuptotheOwleryonaSaturdaymorning.

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