Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Advance Guard

           ’It’sabittooclean,d’youknowwhatImean?Bitunnatural.Oh,thisisbetter,’sheadded,astheyenteredHarry’sbedroomandheturnedonthelight.

           Hisroomwascertainlymuchmessierthantherestofthehouse.Confinedtoitforfourdaysinaverybadmood,Harryhadnotbotheredtidyingupafterhimself.Mostofthebooksheownedwerestrewnoverthefloorwherehe’dtriedtodistracthimselfwitheachinturnandthrownitaside;Hedwig’scageneededcleaningoutandwasstartingtosmell;andhistrunklayopen,revealingajumbledmixtureofMuggleclothesandwizards’robesthathadspilledontotheflooraroundit.

           Harrystartedpickingupbooksandthrowingthemhastilyintohistrunk.Tonkspausedathisopenwardrobetolookcriticallyatherreflectioninthemirrorontheinsideofthedoor.

           ’Youknow,Idon’tthinkviolet’sreallymycolour,’shesaidpensively,tuggingatalockofspikyhair.’D’youthinkitmakesmelookabitpeaky?’

           ’ErsaidHarry,lookingupatheroverthetopofQuidditchTeamsofBritainandIreland.

           ’Yeah,itdoes,’saidTonksdecisively.Shescreweduphereyesinastrainedexpressionasthoughshewasstrugglingtoremembersomething.Asecondlater,herhairhadturnedbubble-gumpink.

           ’Howdidyoudothat?’saidHarry,gapingatherassheopenedhereyesagain.

           ’I’maMetamorphmagus,’shesaid,lookingbackatherreflectionandturningherheadsothatshecouldseeherhairfromalldirections.

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