Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

Bathilda’s Secret

           MissBagshot?"hesaid,andhisvoiceshookslightly."Whoisthis?"

           BathildawasstandinginthemiddleoftheroomwatchingHermionelightthefireforher.

           "MissBagshot?"Harryrepeated,andheadvancedwiththepictureinhishandsastheflamesburstintolifeinthefireplace.Bathildalookedupathisvoice,andtheHorcruxbeatfasteruponhischest.

           "Whoisthisperson?"Harryaskedher,pushingthepictureforward.

           Shepeeredatitsolemnly,thenupatHarry.

           "Doyouknowwhothisis?"herepeatedinamuchslowerandloudervoicethanusual."Thisman?Doyouknowhim?What’shecalled?"

           Bathildamerelylookedvague.Harryfeltanawfulfrustration.HowhadRitaSkeeterunlockedBathilda’smemories?

           "Whoisthisman?"herepeatedloudly.

           "Harry,whatareyoudoing?"askedHermione.

           "Thispicture,Hermione,it’sthethief,thethiefwhostolefromGregorovitch!Please!"hesaidtoBathilda."Whoisthis?"

           Butsheonlystaredathim.

           "Whydidyouaskustocomewithyou,Mrs.MissBagshot?"askedHermione,raisingherownvoice."Wastheresomethingyouwantedtotellus?"

           GivingnosignthatshehadheardHermione,BathildanowshuffledafewstepsclosertoHarry.Withalittlejerkofherheadshelookedbackintothehall.

           "Youwantustoleave?"heasked.

           Sherepeatedthegesture,thistimepointingfirstlyathim,thenatherself,thenattheceiling.

           "Oh,right...Hermione,Ithinkshewantsmetogoupstairswithher."

           "Allright,"saidHermione,"let’sgo.

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