Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Hogwart’s High Inquisitor

           HewaspullingouthisdreamdiaryinaseatattheverybackoftheshadowyDivinationroomwhenRonelbowedhimintheribsand,lookinground,hesawProfessorUmbridgeemergingthroughthetrapdoorinthefloor.Theclass,whichhadbeentalkingcheerily,fellsilentatonce.TheabruptfallinthenoiselevelmadeProfessorTrelawney,whohadbeenwaftingabouthandingoutcopiesofTheDreamOracle,lookround.

           ’Goodafternoon,ProfessorTrelawney,’saidProfessorUmbridgewithherwidesmile.’Youreceivedmynote,Itrust?Givingthetimeanddateofyourinspection?’

           ProfessorTrelawneynoddedcurtlyand,lookingverydisgruntled,turnedherbackonProfessorUmbridgeandcontinuedtogiveoutbooks.Stillsmiling,ProfessorUmbridgegraspedthebackofthenearestarmchairandpulledittothefrontoftheclasssothatitwasafewinchesbehindProfessorTrelawney’sseat.Shethensatdown,tookherclipboardfromherflowerybagandlookedupexpectantly,waitingfortheclasstobegin.

           ProfessorTrelawneypulledhershawlstightaboutherwithslightlytremblinghandsandsurveyedtheclassthroughherhugelymagnifyinglenses.

           ’Weshallbecontinuingourstudyofpropheticdreamstoday,’shesaidinabraveattemptatherusualmystictones,thoughhervoiceshookslightly.’Divideintopairs,please,andinterpreteachotherslatestnight-timevisionswiththeaidoftheOracle.

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