Гарри Поттер и философский камень

Through the Trapdoor

           Theylandedquickly,andHarryrantothedoor,thekeystrugglinginhishand. Herammeditintothelockandturned-itworked. Themomentthelockhadclickedopen,thekeytookflightagain,lookingverybatterednowthatithadbeencaughttwice. 

           "Ready? "Harryaskedtheothertwo,hishandonthedoorhandle. Theynodded. Hepulledthedooropen. 

           Thenextchamberwassodarktheycouldn’tseeanythingatall. Butastheysteppedintoit,lightsuddenlyfloodedtheroomtorevealanastonishingsight. 

           Theywerestandingontheedgeofahugechessboard,behindtheblackchessmen,whichwerealltallerthantheywereandcarvedfromwhatlookedlikeblackstone. Facingthem,wayacrossthechamber,werethewhitepieces. Harry,RonandHermioneshiveredslightly-thetoweringwhitechessmenhadnofaces. 

           "Nowwhatdowedo? "Harrywhispered. 

           "It’sobvious,isn’tit?"saidRon. "We’vegottoplayourwayacrosstheroom." 

           Behindthewhitepiecestheycouldseeanotherdoor. 

           "How? "saidHermionenervously. 

           "Ithink,"saidRon,"we’regoingtohavetobechessmen." 

           Hewalkeduptoablackknightandputhishandouttotouchtheknight’shorse. Atonce,thestonesprangtolife. ThehorsepawedthegroundandtheknightturnedhishelmetedheadtolookdownatRon. 

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