Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Dumbledore’s Army

           ’Didyouseehim?’saidRon,lookinghorrified.’Didyou...getavision,orsomething?’

           Harrysatquitestill,staringathisfeet,allowinghismindandhismemorytorelaxintheaftermathofthepain.

           Aconfusedtangleofshapes,ahowlingrushofvoices...

           ’Hewantssomethingdone,andit’snothappeningfastenough,’hesaid.

           Again,hefeltsurprisedtohearthewordscomingoutofhismouth,andyetwasquitecertaintheyweretrue.

           ’But...howdoyouknow?’saidRon.

           Harryshookhisheadandcoveredhiseyeswithhishands,pressingdownuponthemwithhispalms.Littlestarseruptedinthem.HefeltRonsitdownonthebenchbesidehimandknewRonwasstaringathim.

           ’Isthiswhatitwasaboutlasttime?’saidRoninahushedvoice.’WhenyourscarhurtinUmbridge’soffice?You-Know-Whowasangry?’

           Harryshookhishead.

           ’Whatisit,then?’

           Harrywasthinkinghimselfback.HehadbeenlookingintoUmbridge’sface...hisscarhadhurt...andhehadhadthatoddfeelinginhisstomach...astrange,leapingfeeling...ahappyfeeling...butofcourse,hehadnotrecogniseditforwhatitwas,ashehadbeenfeelingsomiserablehimself...

           ’Lasttime,itwasbecausehewaspleased,’hesaid.’Reallypleased.Hethought...somethinggoodwasgoingtohappen.AndthenightbeforewecamebacktoHogwarts...hethoughtbacktothemomentwhenhisscarhadhurtsobadlyinhisandRon’sbedroominGrimmauldPlace...hewasfurious.

           HelookedroundatRon,whowasgapingathim.

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