Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Christmas on the Closed Ward

           ’Itsoundsasthoughyou’vebeentryingtosewyourskinbacktogether,’saidMrs.Weasleywithasnortofmirthlesslaughter,’butevenyou,Arthur,wouldn’tbethatstupid

           ’Ifancyacupoftea,too,’saidHarry,jumpingtohisfeet.

           Hermione,RonandGinnyalmostsprintedtothedoorwithhim.Asitswungclosedbehindthem,theyheardMrs.Weasleyshriek,’WHATDOYOUMEAN,THAT’STHEGENERALIDEA?’

           ’TypicalDad,’saidGinny,shakingherheadastheysetoffupthecorridor.’Stitches...Iaskyou...

           ’Well,youknow,theydoworkwellonnon-magicalwounds,’saidHermionefairly.’Isupposesomethinginthatsnake’svenomdissolvesthemorsomething.Iwonderwherethetearoomis?’

           ’Fifthfloor,’saidHarry,rememberingthesignoverthewelcomewitch’sdesk.

           Theywalkedalongthecorridor,throughasetofdoubledoorsandfoundaricketystaircaselinedwithmoreportraitsofbrutal-lookingHealers.Astheyclimbedit,thevariousHealerscalledouttothem,diagnosingoddcomplaintsandsuggestinghorribleremedies.Ronwasseriouslyaffrontedwhenamedievalwizardcalledoutthatheclearlyhadabadcaseofspattergroit.

           ’Andwhat’sthatsupposedtobe?’heaskedangrily,astheHealerpursuedhimthroughsixmoreportraits,shovingtheoccupantsoutoftheway.

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