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- Гарри Поттер и Дары Смерти
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She
looked
affronted
.
"
That
's
not
a
very
nice
thing
to
say
to
somebody
!
"
She
turned
,
nose
in
the
air
,
and
marched
off
toward
her
sister
.
"
No
!
"
said
Snape
.
He
was
highly
colored
now
,
and
Harry
wondered
why
he
did
not
take
off
the
ridiculously
large
coat
,
unless
it
was
because
he
did
not
want
to
reveal
the
smock
beneath
it
.
He
flapped
after
the
girls
,
looking
ludicrously
batlike
,
like
his
older
self
.
The
sisters
considered
him
,
united
in
disapproval
,
both
holding
on
to
one
of
the
swing
poles
,
as
though
it
was
the
safe
place
in
tag
.
"
You
are
,
"
said
Snape
to
Lily
.
"
You
are
a
witch
.
I
've
been
watching
you
for
a
while
.
But
there
's
nothing
wrong
with
that
.
My
mum
's
one
,
and
I
'm
a
wizard
.
"
Petunia
's
laugh
was
like
cold
water
.
"
Wizard
!
"
she
shrieked
,
her
courage
returned
now
that
she
had
recovered
from
the
shock
of
his
unexpected
appearance
.
"
I
know
who
you
are
.
You
're
that
Snape
boy
!
They
live
down
Spinner
's
End
by
the
river
,
"
she
told
Lily
,
and
it
was
evident
from
her
tone
that
she
considered
the
address
a
poor
recommendation
.
"
Why
have
you
been
spying
on
us
?
"
"
Have
n't
been
spying
,
"
said
Snape
,
hot
and
uncomfortable
and
dirty-haired
in
the
bright
sunlight
.
"
Would
n't
spy
on
you
,
anyway
,
"
he
added
spitefully
,
"
you
're
a
Muggle
.
"
