Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса

The Only One He Ever Feared

           Blindedanddying,everypartofhimscreamingforrelease,Harryfeltthecreatureusehimagain...

           ’Ifdeathisnothing,Dumbledore,killtheboy...

           Letthepainstop,thoughtHarry...lethimkillus...endit,Dumbledore...deathisnothingcomparedtothis...

           AndI’llseeSiriusagain...

           AndasHarry’sheartfilledwithemotion,thecreaturescoilsloosened,thepainwasgone;Harrywaslyingfacedownonthefloor,hisglassesgone,shiveringasthoughhelayuponice,notwood...

           Andtherewerevoicesechoingthroughthehall,morevoicesthanthereshouldhavebeen...Harryopenedhiseyes,sawhisglasseslyingbytheheeloftheheadlessstatuethathadbeenguardinghim,butwhichnowlayflatonitsback,crackedandimmobile.HeputthemonandraisedhisheadalittletofindDumbledore’scrookednoseinchesfromhisown.

           ’Areyouallright,Harry?’

           ’Yes,’saidHarry,shakingsoviolentlyhecouldnotholdhisheadupproperly.’Yeah,I’mwhere’sVoldemort,wherewhoareallthesewhat’s

           TheAtriumwasfullofpeople;thefloorwasreflectingtheemeraldgreenflamesthathadburstintofireinallthefireplacesalongonewall;andstreamsofwitchesandwizardswereemergingfromthem.AsDumbledorepulledhimbacktohisfeet,Harrysawthetinygoldstatuesofthehouse-elfandthegoblin,leadingastunned-lookingCorneliusFudgeforward.

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