Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

St. Mungo’s Hosptial for Magical Maladies and Injuries

           ’Andthatwomanoverthere,’heindicatedtheonlyotheroccupiedbed,whichwasrightbesidethedoor,’won’ttelltheHealerswhatbither,whichmakesusallthinkitmusthavebeensomethingshewashandlingillegally.Whateveritwastookarealchunkoutofherleg,verynastysmellwhentheytakeoffthedressings.

           ’So,yougoingtotelluswhathappened,Dad?’askedFred,pullinghischairclosertothebed.

           ’Well,youalreadyknow,don’tyou?’saidMr.Weasley,withasignificantsmileatHarry.’It’sverysimpleI’dhadaverylongday,dozedoff,gotsneakeduponandbitten.

           ’IsitintheProphet,youbeingattacked?’askedFred,indicatingthenewspaperMr.Weasleyhadcastaside.

           ’No,ofcoursenot,’saidMr.Weasley,withaslightlybittersmile,’theMinistrywouldn’twanteveryonetoknowadirtygreatserpentgot

           ’Arthur!’MrsWeasleywarnedhim.

           goterme,’Mr.Weasleysaidhastily,thoughHarrywasquitesurethatwasnotwhathehadmeanttosay.

           ’Sowherewereyouwhenithappened,Dad?’askedGeorge.

           ’That’smybusiness,’saidMr.Weasley,thoughwithasmallsmile.HesnatcheduptheDailyProphet,shookitopenagainandsaid,’IwasjustreadingaboutWillyWiddershins’sarrestwhenyouarrived.

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