Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

A Place To Hide

           "Don’tbesilly,Harry,Snapecangetinthere!"

           "Ron’sdadsaidthey’veputupjinxesagainsthimandeveniftheyhaven’tworked,"hepressedonasHermionebegantoargue,"sowhat?Iswear,I’dlikenothingbetterthantomeetSnape!"

           "But—"

           "Hermione,whereelseisthere?It’sthebestchancewe’vegot.Snape’sonlyoneDeathEater.IfI’vestillgottheTraceonme,we’llhavewholecrowdsofthemonuswhereverelsewego."

           Shecouldnotargue,thoughshelookedasifshewouldhavelikedto.Whilesheunlockedthecafédoor,RonclickedtheDeluminatortoreleasethecafé’slight.Then,onHarry’scountofthree,theyreversedthespellsupontheirthreevictims,andbeforethewaitressoreitheroftheDeathEaterscoulddomorethanstirsleepily,Harry,Ron,andHermionehadturnedonthespotandvanishedintothecompressingdarknessoncemore.

           SecondslaterHarry’slungsexpandedgratefullyandheopenedhiseyes:Theywerenowstandinginthemiddleofafamiliarsmallandshabbysquare.Tall,dilapidatedhouseslookeddownonthemfromeveryside.Numbertwelvewasvisibletothem,fortheyhadbeentoldofitsexistencebyDumbledore,itsSecret-Keeper,andtheyrushedtowardit,checkingeveryfewyardsthattheywerenotbeingfollowedorobserved.Theyracedupthestonesteps,andHarrytappedthefrontdooroncewithhiswand.Theyheardaseriesofmetallicclicksandtheclatterofachain,thenthedoorswungopenwithacreakandtheyhurriedoverthethreshold.

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