Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

King’s Cross

           Hetookthemandpulledthemon.Theyweresoft,clean,andwarm.Itwasextraordinaryhowtheyhadappearedjustlikethat,themomenthehadwantedthem…

           Hestoodup,lookingaround.WasheinsomegreatRoomofRequirement?Thelongerhelooked,themoretherewastosee.Agreatdomedglassroofglitteredhighabovehiminsunlight.Perhapsitwasapalace.Allwashushedandstill,exceptforthoseoddthumpingandwhimperingnoisescomingfromsomewhereclosebyinthemist…

           Harryturnedslowlyonthespot,andhissurroundingsseemedtoinventthemselvesbeforehiseyes.Awide-openspace,brightandclean,ahalllargerbyfarthantheGreatHall,withthatcleardomedglassceiling.Itwasquiteempty.Hewastheonlypersonthere,exceptfor

           Herecoiled.Hehadspottedthethingthatwasmakingthenoises.Ithadtheformofasmall,nakedchild,curledontheground,itsskinrawandrough,flayed-looking,anditlayshudderingunderaseatwhereithadbeenleft,unwanted,stuffedoutofsight,strugglingforbreath.

           Hewasafraidofit.Smallandfragileandwoundedthoughitwas,hedidnotwanttoapproachit.Neverthelesshedrewslowlynearer,readytojumpbackatanymoment.Soonhestoodnearenoughtotouchit,yethecouldnotbringhimselftodoit.Hefeltlikeacoward.Heoughttocomfortit,butitrepulsedhim.

           "Youcannothelp."

           Hespunaround.AlbusDumbledorewaswalkingtowardhim,sprightlyandupright,wearingsweepingrobesofmidnightblue.

           "Harry."

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