Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Christmas on the Closed Ward

           Voldemortmademedoitandhecouldbeinsideme,listeningtomythought’srightnow

           ’Areyouallright,Harry,dear?’whisperedMrs.Weasley,leaningacrossGinnytospeaktohimasthetrainrattledalongthroughitsdarktunnel.’Youdon’tlookverywell.Areyoufeelingsick?’

           Theywereallwatchinghim.Heshookhisheadviolentlyandstaredupatanadvertisementforhomeinsurance.

           ’Harry,dear,areyousureyou’reallright?’saidMrs.Weasleyinaworriedvoice,astheywalkedaroundtheunkemptpatchofgrassinthemiddleofGrimmauldPlace.’Youlookeversopale...areyousureyousleptthismorning?Yougoupstairstobedrightnowandyoucanhaveacoupleofhoursofsleepbeforedinner,allright?’

           Henodded;herewasaready-madeexcusenottotalktoanyoftheothers,whichwaspreciselywhathewanted,sowhensheopenedthefrontdoorhehurriedstraightpastthetrolls-legumbrellastand,upthestairsandintohisandRon’sbedroom.

           Here,hebegantopaceupanddown,pastthetwobedsandPhineasNigellus’semptypictureframe,hisbrainteemingandseethingwithquestionsandevermoredreadfulideas.

           Howhadhebecomeasnake?PerhapshewasanAnimagus...no,hecouldn’tbe,hewouldknow...perhapsVoldemortwasanAnimagus...yes,thoughtHarry,thatwouldfit,hewouldturnintoasnakeofcourse...andwhenhe’spossessingme,thenwebothtransform...thatstilldoesn’texplainhowIgottoLondonandbacktomybedinthespaceofaboutfiveminutes...butthenVoldemort’saboutthemostpowerfulwizardintheworld,apartfromDumbledore,it’sprobablynoproblematalltohimtotransportpeoplelikethat.

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