Гарри Поттер и философский камень

The Boy who lived

           Nooneknowswhy,orhow, butthey’resayingthatwhenhecouldn’tkillHarryPotter, Voldemort’spowersomehowbrokeandthat’swhyhe’sgone." 

           Dumbledorenoddedglumly. 

           "It’sit’strue?"falteredProfessorMcGonagall. "Afterallhe’sdone... allthepeoplehe’skilled... hecouldn’tkillalittleboy? It’sjustastounding...ofallthethingstostophim... buthowinthenameofheavendidHarrysurvive?" 

           "Wecanonlyguess,"saidDumbledore. "Wemayneverknow." 

           ProfessorMcGonagallpulledoutalacehandkerchief anddabbedathereyesbeneathherspectacles. Dumbledoregaveagreatsniff ashetookagoldenwatchfromhispocketandexaminedit. Itwasaveryoddwatch. Ithadtwelvehandsbutnonumbers; instead,littleplanetsweremovingaroundtheedge. ItmusthavemadesensetoDumbledore,though, becauseheputitbackinhispocketandsaid, "Hagrid’slate. IsupposeitwashewhotoldyouI’dbehere,bytheway?" 

           "Yes,"saidProfessorMcGonagall. "AndIdon’tsupposeyou’regoingtotellmewhyyou’rehere,ofallplaces?" 

           "I’vecometobringHarrytohisauntanduncle. They’retheonlyfamilyhehasleftnow." 

           "Youdon’tmeanyoucan’tmeanthepeoplewholivehere?" criedProfessorMcGonagall, jumpingtoherfeetandpointingatnumberfour. "Dumbledoreyoucan’t. I’vebeenwatchingthemallday. Youcouldn’tfindtwopeoplewhoarelesslikeus. 

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