Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Dudley Demented

           Harrymovedafewstepscloser,takingcaretostopjustshortofthepointatwhichUncleVernon’soutstretchedhandscouldresumetheirstrangling.

           ’Whatthedevildoyoumeanbyit,boy?’askedUncleVernoninacroakyvoicethattrembledwithfury.

           ’WhatdoImeanbywhat?’saidHarrycoldly.Hekeptlookingleftandrightupthestreet,stillhopingtoseethepersonwhohadmadethecrackingnoise.

           ’Makingaracketlikeastartingpistolrightoutsideour

           ’Ididn’tmakethatnoise,’saidHarryfirmly.

           AuntPetunia’sthin,horsyfacenowappearedbesideUncleVernon’swide,purpleone.Shelookedlivid.

           ’Whywereyoulurkingunderourwindow?’

           ’Yesyes,goodpoint,Petunia!Whatwereyoudoingunderourwindow,boy?’

           ’Listeningtothenews,’saidHarryinaresignedvoice.

           Hisauntanduncleexchangedlooksofoutrage.

           ’Listeningtothenews!Again?’

           ’Well,itchangeseveryday,yousee,’saidHarry.

           ’Don’tyoubecleverwithme,boy!Iwanttoknowwhatyou’rereallyuptoanddon’tgivemeanymoreofthislisteningtothenewstosh!Youknowperfectlywellthatyourlot

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