Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

St. Mungo’s Hosptial for Magical Maladies and Injuries

           Whenhepausedforbreath,Siriussaid,’DidyoutellDumbledorethis?’

           ’Yes,’saidHarryimpatiently,’buthedidn’ttellmewhatitmeant.Well,hedoesn’ttellmeanythinganymore.

           ’I’msurehewouldhavetoldyouifitwasanythingtoworryabout,’saidSiriussteadily.

           ’Butthat’snotall,’saidHarry,inavoiceonlyalittleaboveawhisper.’Sirius,I...IthinkI’mgoingmad.BackinDumbledore’soffice,justbeforewetookthePortkey...foracoupleofsecondsthereIthoughtIwasasnake,IfeltlikeonemyscarreallyhurtwhenIwaslookingatDumbledoreSirius,Iwantedtoattackhim!’

           HecouldonlyseeasliverofSirius’sface;therestwasindarkness.

           ’Itmusthavebeentheaftermathofthevision,that’sall,’saidSirius.’Youwerestillthinkingofthedreamorwhateveritwasand

           ’Itwasn’tthat,’saidHarry,shakinghishead,’itwaslikesomethingroseupinsideme,likethere’sasnakeinsideme.

           ’Youneedtosleep,’saidSiriusfirmly.’You’regoingtohavebreakfast,thengoupstairstobed,andafterlunchyoucangoandseeArthurwiththeothers.You’reinshock,Harry;you’reblamingyourselfforsomethingyouonlywitnessed,andit’sluckyyoudidwitnessitorArthurmighthavedied.Juststopworrying.

           HeclappedHarryontheshoulderandleftthepantry,leavingHarrystandingaloneinthedark.

           EveryonebutHarryspenttherestofthemorningsleeping.

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