Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Battle of Hogwarts

           Harrycouldhearmovementthroughthecorridorsallaround:runningfootsteps,shouts;throughthewindows,hecouldseemoreflashesoflightinthedarkgrounds.

           "Where’rewegoin’?"puffedHagrid,poundingalongatHarry’sheels,makingthefloorboardsquake.

           "Idunnoexactly,"saidHarry,makinganotherrandomturn,"butRonandHermionemustbearoundheresomewhere…"

           Thefirstcasualtiesofthebattlewerealreadystrewnacrossthepassageahead:Thetwostonegargoylesthatusuallyguardedtheentrancetothestaffroomhadbeensmashedapartbyajinxthathadsailedthroughanotherbrokenwindow.Theirremainsstirredfeeblyonthefloor,andasHarryleaptoveroneoftheirdisembodiedheads,itmoanedfaintly."Oh,don’tmindme…I’lljustbehereandcrumble…"

           ItsuglystonefacemadeHarrythinksuddenlyofthemarblebustofRowenaRavenclawatXenophilius’shouse,wearingthatmadheaddressandthenofthestatueinRavenclawTower,withthestonediademuponherwhitecurls…

           Andashereachedtheendofthepassage,thememoryofathirdstoneeffigycamebacktohim:thatofanuglyoldwarlock,ontowhoseheadHarryhimselfhadplacedawigandabatteredoldhat.TheshockshotthroughHarrywiththeheatoffirewhisky,andhenearlystumbled.

           Heknew,atleast,wheretheHorcruxsatwaitingforhim…

           TomRiddle,whoconfidedinnooneandoperatedalone,mighthavebeenarrogantenoughtoassumethathe,andonlyhe,hadpenetratedthedeepestmysteriesofHogwartsCastle.

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