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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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He
had
been
stupid
not
to
expect
this
,
he
thought
angrily
as
he
walked
through
the
much
emptier
upstairs
corridors
.
Of
course
everyone
was
staring
at
him
;
he
had
emerged
from
the
Triwizard
maze
two
months
previously
clutching
the
dead
body
of
a
fellow
student
and
claiming
to
have
seen
Lord
Voldemort
return
to
power
.
There
had
not
been
time
last
term
to
explain
himself
before
they
'd
all
had
to
go
home
--
even
if
he
had
felt
up
to
giving
the
whole
school
a
detailed
account
of
the
terrible
events
in
that
graveyard
.
Harry
had
reached
the
end
of
the
corridor
to
the
Gryffindor
common
room
and
come
to
a
halt
in
front
of
the
portrait
of
the
Fat
Lady
before
he
realised
that
he
did
not
know
the
new
password
.
'
Er
...
'
he
said
glumly
,
staring
up
at
the
Fat
Lady
,
who
smoothed
the
folds
of
her
pink
satin
dress
and
looked
sternly
back
at
him
.
'N
o
password
,
no
entrance
,
'
she
said
loftily
.
'
Harry
,
I
know
it
!
'
Someone
panted
up
behind
him
and
he
turned
to
see
Neville
jogging
towards
him
.
'
Guess
what
it
is
?
I
'm
actually
going
to
be
able
to
remember
it
for
once
--
'
He
waved
the
stunted
little
cactus
he
had
shown
them
on
the
train
.
'M
imbuius
mimbletonia
!
'
'
Correct
,
'
said
the
Fat
Lady
,
and
her
portrait
swung
open
towards
them
like
a
door
,
revealing
a
circular
hole
in
the
wall
behind
,
through
which
Harry
and
Neville
now
climbed
.
The
Gryffindor
common
room
looked
as
welcoming
as
ever
,
a
cosy
circular
tower
room
full
of
dilapidated
squashy
armchairs
and
rickety
old
tables
.
A
fire
was
crackling
merrily
in
the
grate
and
a
few
people
were
warming
their
hands
by
it
before
going
up
to
their
dormitories
;
on
the
other
side
of
the
room
Fred
and
George
Weasley
were
pinning
something
up
on
the
noticeboard
.
Harry
waved
goodnight
to
them
and
headed
straight
for
the
door
to
the
boys
'
dormitories
;
he
was
not
in
much
of
a
mood
for
talking
at
the
moment
.
Neville
followed
him
.
Dean
Thomas
and
Seamus
Finnigan
had
reached
the
dormitory
first
and
were
in
the
process
of
covering
the
walls
beside
their
beds
with
posters
and
photographs
.
They
had
been
talking
as
Harry
pushed
open
the
door
but
stopped
abruptly
the
moment
they
saw
him
.
Harry
wondered
whether
they
had
been
talking
about
him
,
then
whether
he
was
being
paranoid
.
'
Hi
,
'
he
said
,
moving
across
to
his
own
trunk
and
opening
it
.
