Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Goblin’s Revenge

           EverytwelvehoursorsotheypassedtheHorcruxbetweenthemasthoughtheywereplayingsomeperverse,slow-motiongameofpass-the-parcel,wheretheydreadedthemusicstoppingbecausetherewardwastwelvehoursofincreasedfearandanxiety.

           Harry’sscarkeptprickling.Ithappenedmostoften,henoticed,whenhewaswearingtheHorcrux.Sometimeshecouldnotstophimselfreactingtothepain.

           "What?Whatdidyousee?"demandedRon,wheneverhenoticedHarrywince.

           "Aface,"mutteredHarry,everytime."Thesameface.ThethiefwhostolefromGregorovitch."

           AndRonwouldturnaway,makingnoefforttohidehisdisappointment.HarryknewthatRonwashopingtohearnewsofhisfamilyoroftherestoftheOrderofthePhoenix,butafterall,he,Harry,wasnotatelevisionaerial;hecouldonlyseewhatVoldemortwasthinkingatthetime,nottuneintowhatevertookhisfancy.ApparentlyVoldemortwasdwellingendlesslyontheunknownyouthwiththegleefulface,whosenameandwhereabouts,Harryfeltsure,Voldemortknewnobetterthanhedid.AsHarry’sscarcontinuedtoburnandthemerry,blond-hairedboyswamtantalizinglyinhismemory,helearnedtosuppressanysignofpainordiscomfort,fortheothertwoshowednothingbutimpatienceatthementionofthethief.Hecouldnotentirelyblamethem,whentheyweresodesperateforaleadontheHorcruxes.

           Asthedaysstretchedintoweeks,HarrybegantosuspectthatRonandHermionewerehavingconversationswithout,andabout,him.

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