Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Sacking of Severus Snape

“They’repleased!”

“Yeah…great…”

Harryclosedhiseyes,andashisscarthrobbedhechosetosinkagainintoVoldemort’smind…Hewasmovingalongthetunnelintothefirstcave…Hehadchosentomakesureofthelocketbeforecoming…butthatwouldnottakehimlong…

TherewasaraponthecommonroomdoorandeveryRavenclawfroze.Fromtheotherside,Harryheardthesoft,musicalvoicethatissuedfromtheeagledoorknocker:“WheredoVanishedobjectsgo?”

“Idunno,doI?Shutit!”snarledanuncouthvoicethatHarryknewwasthatoftheCarrowbrother,Amycus.“Alecto?Alecto?Areyouthere?Haveyougothim?Openthedoor!”

TheRavenclawswerewhisperingamongstthemselves,terrified.Thenwithoutwarning,therecameaseriesofloudbangs,asthoughsomebodywasfiringagunintothedoor.

“ALECTO!Ifhecomes,andwehaven’tgotPotter—d’youwanttogothesamewayastheMalfoys?ANSWERME!”Amycusbellowed,shakingthedoorforallhewasworth,butstillitdidnotopen.TheRavenclawswereallbackingaway,andsomeofthemostfrightenedbeganscamperingbackupthestaircasetotheirbeds.Then,justasHarrywaswonderingwhetherheoughtnottoblastopenthedoorandStunAmycusbeforetheDeathEatercoulddoanythingelse,asecond,mostfamiliarvoicerangoutbeyondthedoor.

“MayIaskwhatyouaredoing,ProfessorCarrow?”

“Trying—toget—throughthisdamned—door!”shoutedAmycus.

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