Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

Gringotts

           Heheardthemmoaningtothefewpassersby,pleadingforgold,insistingthattheywerereallywizards.Onemanhadabloodybandageoverhiseye.

           Astheysetoffalongthestreet,thebeggarsglimpsedHermione.Theyseemedtomeltawaybeforeher,drawinghoodsovertheirfacesandfleeingasfastastheycould.Hermionelookedafterthemcuriously,untilthemanwiththebloodiedbandagecamestaggeringrightacrossherpath.

           "Mychildren,"hebellowed,pointingather.Hisvoicewascracked,high-pitched,hesoundeddistraught."Wherearemychildren?Whathashedonewiththem?Youknow,youknow!"

           "IIreally"stammeredHermione.

           Themanlungedather,reachingforherthroat.Then,withabangandaburstofredlighthewasthrownbackwardontotheground,unconscious.Ronstoodthere,hiswandstilloutstretchedandalookofshockvisiblebehindhisbeard.Facesappearedatthewindowsoneithersideofthestreet,whilealittleknotofprosperous-lookingpasserbygatheredtheirrobesaboutthemandbrokeintogentletrots,keentovacatethescene.

           TheirentranceintoDiagonAlleycouldhardlyhavebeenmoreconspicuous;foramomentHarrywonderedwhetheritmightnotbebettertoleavenowandtrytothinkofadifferentplan.Beforetheycouldmoveorconsultoneanother,however,theyheardacryfrombehindthem.

           "Why,MadamLestrange!"

           HarrywhirledaroundandGriphooktightenedhisholdaroundHarry’sneck:Atall,thinkwizardwithacrownofbushygrayhairandalong,sharpnosewasstridingtowardthem.

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