-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джоан Роулинг
-
- Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти
-
- Стр. 53/732
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
She
knows
her
stuff
,
she
's
been
in
plenty
of
tight
spots
with
the
Aurors
.
The
Portkey
's
through
here
,
"
he
added
to
Harry
.
"
It
's
supposed
to
leave
in
three
minutes
,
if
you
want
to
take
it
.
"
"
Yeah
,
we
do
,
"
said
Harry
.
He
seized
his
rucksack
,
swung
it
onto
his
shoulders
.
"
I
--
"
He
looked
at
Mrs.
Tonks
,
wanting
to
apologize
for
the
state
of
fear
in
which
he
left
her
and
for
which
he
felt
so
terribly
responsible
,
but
no
words
occurred
to
him
that
he
did
not
seem
hollow
and
insincere
.
"
I
'll
tell
Tonks
--
Dora
--
to
send
word
,
when
she
...
Thanks
for
patching
us
up
,
thanks
for
everything
,
I
--
"
He
was
glad
to
leave
the
room
and
follow
Ted
Tonks
along
a
short
hallway
and
into
a
bedroom
.
Hagrid
came
after
them
,
bending
low
to
avoid
hitting
his
head
on
the
door
lintel
.
"
There
you
go
,
son
.
That
's
the
Portkey
.
"
Mr.
Tonks
was
pointing
to
a
small
,
silver-backed
hairbrush
lying
on
the
dressing
table
.
"
Thanks
,
"
said
Harry
,
reaching
out
to
place
a
finger
on
it
,
ready
to
leave
.
"
Wait
a
moment
,
"
said
Hagrid
,
looking
around
.
"
Harry
,
where
's
Hedwig
?
"
"
She
...
she
got
hit
,
"
said
Harry
.
