Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Lord Voldemort’s request
TheyoungerDumbledoreseemedtobewaitingforsomething,andsureenough,momentsaftertheirarrival,therewasaknockonthedoorandhesaid,"Enter."
Harryletoutahastilystifledgasp.Voldemorthadenteredtheroom.HisfeatureswerenotthoseHarryhadseenemergefromthegreatstonecauldronalmosttwoyearsago:theywerenotassnake-like,theeyeswerenotyetscarlet,thefacenotyetmasklike,andyethewasnolongerhandsomeTomRiddle.Itwasasthoughhisfeatureshadbeenburnedandblurred;theywerewaxyandoddlydistorted,andthewhitesoftheeyesnowhadapermanentlybloodylook,thoughthepupilswerenotyettheslitsthatHarryknewtheywouldbecome.Hewaswearingalongblackcloak,andhisfacewasaspaleasthesnowglisteningonhisshoulders.
TheDumbledorebehindthedeskshowednosignofsurprise.Evidentlythisvisithadbeenmadebyappointment.
"Goodevening,Tom,"saidDumbledoreeasily."Won’tyousitdown?"
"Thankyou,"saidVoldemort,andhetooktheseattowhichDumbledorehadgestured—theveryseat,bythelooksofit,thatHarryhadjustvacatedinthepresent."IheardthatyouhadbecomeHeadmaster,"hesaid,andhisvoicewasslightlyhigherandcolderthanithadbeen."Aworthychoice."
"Iamgladyouapprove,"saidDumbledore,smiling."MayIofferyouadrink?"
"Thatwouldbewelcome,"saidVoldemort."Ihavecomealongway."
DumbledorestoodandsweptovertothecabinetwherehenowkeptthePensieve,butwhichthenwasfullofbottles.
