Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

A Peck of Owls

           ’Iwantthetruthaboutwhathappenedtonight!’barkedUncleVernon.’IfitwasdemenderswhohurtDudley,howcomeyou’vebeenexpelled?Youdidyou-know-what,you’veadmitted,it!’

           Harrytookadeep,steadyingbreath.Hisheadwasbeginningtoacheagain.Hewantedmorethananythingtogetoutofthekitchen,andawayfromtheDursleys.

           ’IdidthePatronusCharmtogetridofthedementors,’hesaid,forcinghimselftoremaincalm.’It’stheonlythingthatworksagainstthem.

           ’ButwhatwereDementoidsdoinginLittleWhinging?’saidUncleVernoninanoutragedtone.

           ’Couldn’ttellyou,’saidHarrywearily.’Noidea.

           Hisheadwaspoundingintheglareofthestrip-lightingnow.Hisangerwasebbingaway.Hefeltdrained,exhausted.TheDursleyswereallstaringathim.

           ’It’syou,’saidUncleVernonforcefully.’It’sgotsomethingtodowithyou,boy,Iknowit.Whyelsewouldtheyturnuphere?Whyelsewouldtheybedownthatalleyway?You’vegottobetheonlytheonlyEvidently,hecouldn’tbringhimselftosaytheword’wizard’.Theonlyyou-know-whatformiles.

           ’Idon’tknowwhytheywerehere.

           ButatUncleVernon’swords,Harry’sexhaustedbrainhadgroundbackintoaction.

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