Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Thief

           "What’shappenedtohim?"

           "Splinched,"saidHermione,herfingersalreadybusyatRon’ssleeve,wherethebloodwaswettestanddarkest.

           Harrywatched,horrified,asshetoreopenRon’sshirt.HehadalwaysthoughtofSplinchingassomethingcomical,butthis...HisinsidescrawledunpleasantlyasHermionelaidbareRon’supperarm,whereagreatchunkoffleshwasmissing,scoopedcleanlyawayasthoughbyaknife.

           "Harry,quickly,inmybag,there’sasmallbottlelabeled‘EssenceofDittany’—"

           "Bagright—"

           HarryspedtotheplacewhereHermionehadlanded,seizedthetinybeadedbag,andthrusthishandinsideit.Atonce,objectafterobjectbeganpresentingitselftohistouch:Hefelttheleatherspinesofbooks,woollysleevesofjumpers,heelsofshoes

           "Quickly!"

           Hegrabbedhiswandfromthegroundandpointeditintothedepthsofthemagicalbag.

           "AccioDittany!"

           Asmallbrownbottlezoomedoutofthebag;hecaughtitandhastenedbacktoHermioneandRon,whoseeyeswerenowhalf-closed,stripsofwhiteeyeballallthatwerevisiblebetweenhislids.

           "He’sfainted,"saidHermione,whowasalsoratherpale;shenolongerlookedlikeMafalda,thoughherhairwasstillgrayinplaces."Unstopperitforme,Harry,myhandsareshaking."

           Harrywrenchedthestopperoffthelittlebottle,Hermionetookitandpouredthreedropsofthepotionontothebleedingwound.Greenishsmokebillowedupwardandwhenithadcleared,Harrysawthatthebleedinghadstopped.

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