Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Horcruxes
Imean,wouldoneHorcruxbemuchuse?Canyouonlysplityoursoulonce?Wouldn’titbebetter,makeyoustronger,tohaveyoursoulinmorepieces,Imean,forinstance,isn’tseventhemostpowerfullymagicalnumber,wouldn’tseven—?"
"Merlin’sbeard,Tom!"yelpedSlughorn."Seven!Isn’titbadenoughtothinkofkillingoneperson?Andinanycase...badenoughtodividethesoul...buttoripitintosevenpieces..."
Slughornlookeddeeplytroublednow:hewasgazingatRiddleasthoughhehadneverseenhimplainlybefore,andHarrycouldtellthathewasregrettingenteringintotheconversationatall.
"Ofcourse,"hemuttered,"thisisallhypothetical,whatwe’rediscussing,isn’tit?Allacademic..."
"Yes,sir,ofcourse,"saidRiddlequickly.
"Butallthesame,Tom...keepitquiet,whatI’vetold—that’stosay,whatwe’vediscussed.Peoplewouldn’tliketothinkwe’vebeenchattingaboutHorcruxes.It’sabannedsubjectatHogwarts,youknow...Dumbledore’sparticularlyfierceaboutit..."
"Iwon’tsayaword,sir,"saidRiddle,andheleft,butnotbeforeHarryhadglimpsedhisface,whichwasfullofthatsamewildhappinessithadwornwhenhehadfirstfoundoutthathewasawizard,thesortofhappinessthatdidnotenhancehishandsomefeatures,butmadethem,somehow,lesshuman...
"Thankyou,Harry,"saidDumbledorequietly."Letusgo..."
WhenHarrylandedbackontheofficefloorDumbledorewasalreadysittingdownbehindhisdesk.HarrysattooandwaitedforDumbledoretospeak.
