Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Out of the Fire

           ’Don’tyou?Youknowwhereheis!’

           Therewasamoment’ssilence,thentheelfletouthisloudestcackleyet.

           ’MasterwillnotcomebackfromtheDepartmentofMysteries!’hesaidgleefully.’Kreacherandhismistressarealoneagain!’

           Andhescurriedforwardsanddisappearedthroughthedoortothehall.

           ’You’!’

           Butbeforehecouldutterasinglecurseorinsult,Harryfeltagreatpainatthetopofhishead;heinhaledalotofashand,choking,foundhimselfbeingdraggedbackwardsthroughtheflames,untilwithahorribleabruptnesshewasstaringupintothewide,pallidfaceofProfessorUmbridgewhohaddraggedhimbackwardsoutofthefirebythehairandwasnowbendinghisneckbackasfarasitwouldgo,asthoughsheweregoingtoslithisthroat.

           ’Youthink,’shewhispered,bendingHarry’sneckbackevenfurther,sothathewaslookingupattheceiling,’thataftertwoNifflersIwasgoingtoletonemorefoul,scavenginglittlecreatureentermyofficewithoutmyknowledge?IhadStealthSensoringSpellsplacedallaroundmydoorwayafterthelastonegotin,youfoolishboy.Takehiswand,’shebarkedatsomeonehecouldnotsee,andhefeltahandgropeinsidethechestpocketofhisrobesandremovethewand.’Hers,too.

           HarryheardascuffleoverbythedoorandknewthatHermionehadalsojusthadherwandwrestedfromher.

           ’Iwanttoknowwhyyouareinmyoffice,’saidUmbridge,shakingthefistclutchinghishairsothathestaggered.

           ’IwastryingtogetmyFirebolt!’Harrycroaked.

           ’Liar.

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