Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Lost Diadem

           "Cool,"saidRon.

           "Yeah,"saidNevillehappily."Onlythingwas,oncetheyrealizedtheyhadnoholdoverme,theydecidedHogwartscoulddowithoutmeafterall.Idon’tknowwhethertheywereplanningtokillmeorsendmetoAzkaban,eitherway,Iknewitwastimetodisappear."

           "But,"saidRon,lookingthoroughlyconfused,"aren’taren’tweheadingstraightbackforHogwarts?"

           "’Course,"saidNeville."You’llsee.We’rehere."

           Theyturnedacornerandthereaheadofthemwastheendofthepassage.AnothershortflightofstepsledtoadoorjustliketheonehiddenbehindAriana’sportrait.Nevillepusheditopenandclimbedthrough.AsHarryfollowed,heheardNevillecalloutforunseenpeople:

           "Lookwhoitis!Didn’tItellyou?"

           AsHarryemergedintotheroombehindthepassage,therewereseveralscreamsandyells:

           "HARRY!"

           "It’sPotter,it’sPOTTER!"

           "Ron!"

           "Hermione!"

           Hehadaconfusedimpressionofcoloredhangings,oflampsandmanyfaces.Thenextmoment,he,Ron,andHermionewereengulfed,hugged,poundedontheback,theirhairruffled,theirhandsshaken,bywhatseemedtobemorethantwentypeople.TheymighthavejustwonaQuidditchfinal.

           "Okay,okay,calmdown!"Nevillecalled,andasthecrowdbackedaway,Harrywasabletotakeintheirsurroundings.

           Hedidnotrecognizethedormatall.Itwasenormous,andlookedratherliketheinteriorofaparticularlysumptuoustreehouse,orperhapsagiganticship’scabin.

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