Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

In the Hog’s Head

           We’renotoutofbounds;IspecificallyaskedProfessorFlitwickwhetherstudentswereallowedtocomeintheHog’sHead,andhesaidyes,butheadvisedmestronglytobringourownglasses.AndI’velookedupeverythingIcanthinkofaboutstudygroupsandhomeworkgroupsandthey’redefinitelyallowed.Ijustdon’tthinkit’sagoodideaifweparadewhatwe’redoing.

           ’No,’saidHarrydrily,’especiallyasit’snotexactlyahomeworkgroupyou’replanning,isit?’

           Thebarmansidledtowardsthemoutofabackroom.Hewasagrumpy-lookingoldmanwithagreatdealoflonggreyhairandbeard.HewastallandthinandlookedvaguelyfamiliartoHarry.

           ’What?’hegrunted.

           ’ThreeButterbeers,please,’saidHermione.

           Themanreachedbeneaththecounterandpulledupthreeverydusty,verydirtybottles,whichheslammedonthebar.

           ’SixSickles,’hesaid.

           ’I’llgetthem,’saidHarryquickly,passingoverthesilver.Thebarman’seyestravelledoverHarry,restingforafractionofasecondonhisscar.ThenheturnedawayanddepositedHarry’smoneyinanancientwoodentillwhosedrawerslidopenautomaticallytoreceiveit.Harry,RonandHermioneretreatedtothefurthesttablefromthebarandsatdown,lookingaround.Themaninthedirtygreybandagesrappedthecounterwithhisknucklesandreceivedanothersmokingdrinkfromthebarman.

           ’Youknowwhat?’Ronmurmured,lookingoveratthebarwithenthusiasm.’Wecouldorderanythingwelikedinhere.Ibetthatblokewouldsellusanything,hewouldn’tcare.

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