Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

A Place To Hide

           HelookeddownattheparalyzedDolohov,thinkingfastasthelockclickedandRonusedtheDeluminatortoplungethecaféintodarkness.HarrycouldhearthemenwhohadjeeredatHermioneearlier,yellingatanothergirlinthedistance.

           "Whatarewegoingtodowiththem?"RonwhisperedtoHarrythroughthedark;then,evenmorequietly,"Killthem?They’dkillus.Theyhadagoodgojustnow."

           Hermioneshudderedandtookastepbackward.Harryshookhishead.

           "Wejustneedtowipetheirmemories,"saidHarry."It’sbetterlikethat,it’llthrowthemoffthescent.Ifwekilledthemit’dbeobviouswewerehere."

           "You’retheboss,"saidRon,soundingprofoundlyrelieved."ButI’veneverdoneaMemoryCharm."

           "NorhaveI,"saidHermione,"butIknowthetheory."

           Shetookadeep,calmingbreath,thenpointedherwandatDolohov’sforeheadandsaid,"Obliviate."

           Atonce,Dolohov’seyesbecameunfocusedanddreamy.

           "Brilliant!"saidHarry,clappingherontheback."TakecareoftheotheroneandthewaitresswhileRonandIclearup."

           "Clearup?"saidRon,lookingaroundatthepartlydestroyedcafé."Why?"

           "Don’tyouthinktheymightwonderwhat’shappenediftheywakeupandfindthemselvesinaplacethatlookslikeit’sjustbeenbombed?"

           "Ohright,yeah..."

           Ronstruggledforamomentbeforemanagingtoextracthiswandfromhispocket.

           "It’snowonderIcan’tgetitout,Hermione,youpackedmyoldjeans,they’retight."

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