Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Hogwart’s High Inquisitor

           ’Well,ifyoucouldjustpredictsomethingforme,then?’Andshelookedupenquiringly,stillsmiling.

           ProfessorTrelawneystiffenedasthoughunabletobelieveherears.’Idon’tunderstandyou,’shesaid,clutchingconvulsivelyattheshawlaroundherscrawnyneck.

           ’I’dlikeyoutomakeapredictionforme,’saidProfessorUmbridgeveryclearly.

           HarryandRonwerenottheonlypeoplenowwatchingandlisteningsneakilyfrombehindtheirbooks.MostoftheclasswerestaringtransfixedatProfessorTrelawneyasshedrewherselfuptoherlullheight,herbeadsandbanglesclinking.

           ’TheInnerEyedoesnotSeeuponcommand!’shesaidinscandalisedtones.

           ’Isee,’saidProfessorUmbridgesoftly,makingyetanothernoteonherclipboard.

           ’Ibutbut...wait!’saidProfessorTrelawneysuddenly,inanattemptatherusualetherealvoice,thoughthemysticaleffectwasruinedsomewhatbythewayitwasshakingwithanger.’I...IthinkIdoseesomething...somethingthatconcernsyou...why,Isensesomething...somethingdark...somegraveperil...

           ProfessorTrelawneypointedashakingfingeratProfessorUmbridgewhocontinuedtosmileblandlyather,eyebrowsraised.

           ’Iamafraid...Iamafraidthatyouareingravedanger!’ProfessorTrelawneyfinisheddramatically.

           Therewasapause.ProfessorUmbridgesurveyedProfessorTrelawney.

           ’Right,’shesaidsoftly,scribblingonherclipboardoncemore.’Well,ifthat’sreallythebestyoucando...

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