Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

St. Mungo’s Hosptial for Magical Maladies and Injuries

           ’No,’saidTonksmusingly,’no,Isupposeit’snotreallyprophecyyou’redoing,isit?Imean,you’renotseeingthefuture,you’reseeingthepresent...it’sodd,isn’tit?Useful,though...

           Harrydidn’tanswer;fortunately,theygotoutatthenextstop,astationintheveryheartofLondon,andinthebustleofleavingthetrainhewasabletoallowFredandGeorgetogetbetweenhimselfandTonks,whowasleadingtheway.Theyallfollowedheruptheescalator,Moodyclunkingalongatthebackofthegroup,hisbowlertiltedlowandonegnarledhandstuckinbetweenthebuttonsofhiscoat,clutchinghiswand.Harrythoughthesensedtheconcealedeyestaringhardathim.Tryingtoavoidanymorequestionsabouthisdream,heaskedMad-EyewhereSt.Mungo’swashidden.

           ’Notfarfromhere,’gruntedMoodyastheysteppedoutintothewintryaironabroadstore-linedstreetpackedwithChristmasshoppers.HepushedHarryalittleaheadofhimandstumpedalongjustbehind;Harryknewtheeyewasrollinginalldirectionsunderthetiltedhat.’Wasn’teasytofindagoodlocationforahospital.NowhereinDiagonAlleywasbigenoughandwecouldn’thaveitundergroundliketheMinistrywouldn’tbehealthy.Intheendtheymanagedtogetholdofabuildinguphere.Theorywas,sickwizardscouldcomeandgoandjustblendinwiththecrowd.

           HeseizedHarry’sshouldertopreventthembeingseparatedbyagaggleofshoppersplainlyintentonnothingbutmakingitintoanearbyshopfullofelectricalgadgets.

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