Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Prince’s Tale

           "Don’tkillme!"

           "Thatwasnotmyintention."

           AnysoundofDumbledoreApparatinghadbeendrownedbythesoundofthewindinthebranches.HestoodbeforeSnapewithhisrobeswhippingaroundhim,andhisfacewasilluminatedfrombelowinthelightcastbyhiswand.

           "Well,Severus?WhatmessagedoesLordVoldemorthaveforme?"

           "NonomessageI’mhereonmyownaccount!"

           Snapewaswringinghishands.Helookedalittlemad,withhisstragglingblackhairflyingaroundhim.

           "IIcomewithawarningno,arequestplease"

           Dumbledoreflickedhiswand.Thoughleavesandbranchesstillflewthroughthenightairaroundthem,silencefellonthespotwhereheandSnapefacedeachother.

           "WhatrequestcouldaDeathEatermakeofme?"

           "Thetheprophecy…theprediction…Trelawney…"

           "Ah,yes,"saidDumbledore."HowmuchdidyourelaytoLordVoldemort?"

           "EverythingeverythingIheard!"saidSnape."ThatiswhyitisforthatreasonhethinksitmeansLilyEvans!"

           "Theprophecydidnotrefertoawoman,"saidDumbledore."ItspokeofaboybornattheendofJuly"

           "YouknowwhatImean!Hethinksitmeansherson,heisgoingtohuntherdownkillthemall"

           "Ifshemeanssomuchtoyou,"saidDumbledore,"surelyLordVoldemortwillspareher?Couldyounotaskformercyforthemother,inexchangefortheson?"

           "IhaveIhaveaskedhim"

           "Youdisgustme,"saidDumbledore,andHarryhadneverheardsomuchcontemptinhisvoice.

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