Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

Elder Wand

           "PuttheCloakon!"

           Hegropedbehindhimandsheforcedthebundleofslipperyclothintohisfreehand.Withdifficultyhedraggeditoverhimself,murmered,"Nox,"extinguishinghiswandlight,andcontinuedonhishandsandknees,assilentlyaspossible,allhissensesstraining,expectingeverysecondtobediscovered,tohearacoldclearvoice,seeaflashofgreenlight.

           Andthenheheardvoicescomingfromtheroomdirectlyaheadofthem,onlyslightlymuffledbythefactthattheopeningattheendofthetunnelhadbeenblockedupbywhatlookedlikeanoldcrate.Hardlydaringtobreathe,Harryedgedrightuptotheopeningandpeeredthroughatinygapleftbetweencrateandwall.

           Theroombeyondwasdimlylit,buthecouldseeNagini,swirlingandcoilinglikeaserpentunderwater,safeinherenchanted,starrysphere,whichfloatedunsupportedinmidair.Hecouldseetheedgeofatable,andalong-fingeredwhitehandtoyingwithawand.

           ThenSnapespoke,andHarry’sheartlurched:Snapewasinchesawayfromwherehecrouched,hidden.

           "…myLord,theirresistanceiscrumbling"

           "anditisdoingsowithoutyourhelp,"saidVoldemortinhishigh,clearvoice."Skilledwizardthoughyouare,Severus,Idonotthinkyouwillmakemuchdifferencenow.Wearealmostthere…almost."

           "Letmefindtheboy.LetmebringyouPotter.IknowIcanfindhim,myLord.Please."

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