Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

Out of the Fire

           Ron’slipwasbleedingontoUmbridge’scarpetashestruggledagainstWarrington’shalf-nelson;Ginnywasstilltryingtostamponthefeelofthesixth-yeargirlwhohadbothherupperarmsinatightgrip;NevillewasturningsteadilymorepurpleinthefacewhileluggingatCrabbe’sarms;andHermionewasattempting,invain,tothrowMillicentBulstrodeoffher.Luna,however,stoodlimplybythesideofhercaptor,gazingvaguelyoutofthewindowasthoughratherboredbytheproceedings.

           HarrylookedbackatUmbridge,whowaswatchinghimclosely.HekepthisfacedeliberatelysmoothandblankasfootstepswereheardinthecorridoroutsideandDracoMalfoyenteredtheroom,closelyfollowedbySnape.

           ’Youwantedtoseeme,Headmistress?’saidSnape,lookingaroundatallthepairsofstrugglingstudentswithanexpressionofcompleteindifference.

           ’Ah,ProfessorSnape,’saidUmbridge,smilingwidelyandstandingupagain.’Yes,IwouldlikeanotherbottleofVeritaserum,asquickasyoucan,please.

           ’YoutookmylastbottletointerrogatePotter,’hesaid,surveyinghercoollythroughhisgreasycurtainsofblackhair.’Surelyyoudidnotuseitall?Itoldyouthatthreedropswouldbesufficient.

           Umbridgeflushed.

           ’Youcanmakesomemore,can’tyou?’shesaid,hervoicebecomingmoresweetlygirlishasitalwaysdidwhenshewasfurious.

           ’Certainly,’saidSnape,hislipcurling.’Ittakesafullmoon-cycletomature,soIshouldhaveitreadyforyouinaroundamonth.

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