Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти

The Flaw in the Plan

           Ared-glowburstsuddenlyacrosstheenchantedskyabovethemasanedgeofdazzlingsunappearedoverthesillofthenearestwindow.Thelighthitbothoftheirfacesatthesametime,sothatVoldemort’swassuddenlyaflamingblur.Harryheardthehighvoiceshriekashetooyelledhisbesthopetotheheavens,pointingDraco’swand:

           "AvadaKedavra!"

           "Expelliarmus!"

           Thebangwaslikeacannonblast,andthegoldenflamesthateruptedbetweenthem,atthedeadcenterofthecircletheyhadbeentreading,markedthepointwherethespellscollided.HarrysawVoldemort’sgreenjetmeethisownspell,sawtheElderWandflyhigh,darkagainstthesunrise,spinningacrosstheenchantedceilingliketheheadofNagini,spinningthroughtheairtowardthemasteritwouldnotkill,whohadcometotakefullpossessionofitatlast.AndHarry,withtheunerringskilloftheSeeker,caughtthewandinhisfreehandasVoldemortfellbackward,armssplayed,theslitpupilsofthescarleteyesrollingupward.TomRiddlehitthefloorwithamundanefinality,hisbodyfeebleandshrunken,thewhitehandsempty,thesnakelikefacevacantandunknowing.Voldemortwasdead,killedbyhisownreboundingcurse,andHarrystoodwithtwowandsinhishand,staringdownathisenemy’sshell.

           Oneshiveringsecondofsilence,theshockofthemomentsuspended:andthenthetumultbrokearoundHarryasthescreamsandthecheersandtheroarsofthewatchersrenttheair.

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