Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Dark Lord Ascending

           Manyofthoseatthetablelookeddownward,startled,forthesoundhadseemedtoissuefrombelowtheirfeet.

           "Wormtail,"saidVoldemort,withnochangeinhisquiet,thoughtfultone,andwithoutremovinghiseyesfromtherevolvingbodyabove,"haveInotspokentoyouaboutkeepingourprisonerquiet?"

           "Yes,m-myLord,"gaspedasmallmanhalfwaydownthetable,whohadbeensittingsolowinhischairthatitappeared,atfirstglance,tobeunoccupied.Nowhescrambledfromhisseatandscurriedfromtheroom,leavingnothingbehindhimbutacuriousgleamofsilver.

           "AsIwassaying,"continuedVoldemort,lookingagainatthetensefacesofhisfollowers,"Iunderstandbetternow.Ishallneed,forinstance,toborrowawandfromoneofyoubeforeIgotokillPotter."

           Thefacesaroundhimdisplayednothingbutshock;hemighthaveannouncedthathewantedtoborrowoneoftheirarms.

           "Novolunteers?"saidVoldemort."Let’ssee...Lucius,Iseenoreasonforyoutohaveawandanymore."

           LuciusMalfoylookedup.Hisskinappearedyellowishandwaxyinthefirelight,andhiseyesweresunkenandshadowed.Whenhespoke,hisvoicewashoarse.

           "MyLord?"

           "Yourwand,Lucius.Irequireyourwand."

           "I..."

           Malfoyglancedsidewaysathiswife.Shewasstaringstraightahead,quiteaspaleashewas,herlongblondehairhangingdownherback,butbeneaththetableherslimfingersclosedbrieflyonhiswrist.Athertouch,Malfoyputhishandintohisrobes,withdrewawand,andpasseditalongtoVoldemort,whohelditupinfrontofhisredeyes,examiningitclosely.

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