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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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Unfortunately
,
the
back
of
his
mind
was
no
longer
the
secure
place
it
had
once
been
.
'
Get
up
,
Potter
.
'
A
couple
of
weeks
after
his
dream
of
Rookwood
,
Harry
was
to
be
found
,
yet
again
,
kneeling
on
the
floor
of
Snape
's
office
,
trying
to
clear
his
head
.
He
had
just
been
forced
,
yet
again
,
to
relive
a
stream
of
very
early
memories
he
had
not
even
realised
he
still
had
,
most
of
them
concerning
humiliations
Dudley
and
his
gang
had
inflicted
upon
him
in
primary
school
.
'
That
last
memory
,
'
said
Snape
.
'
What
was
it
?
'
'
I
do
n't
know
,
'
said
Harry
,
getting
wearily
to
his
feet
.
He
was
finding
it
increasingly
difficult
to
disentangle
separate
memories
from
the
rush
of
images
and
sound
that
Snape
kept
calling
forth
.
'
You
mean
the
one
where
my
cousin
tried
to
make
me
stand
in
the
toilet
?
'
'N
o
,
'
said
Snape
softly
.
'
I
mean
the
one
with
a
man
kneeling
in
the
middle
of
a
darkened
room
...
'
'
It
's
...
nothing
,
'
said
Harry
.
Snape
's
dark
eyes
bored
into
Harry
's
.
Remembering
what
Snape
had
said
about
eye
contact
being
crucial
to
Legilimency
,
Harry
blinked
and
looked
away
.
'
How
do
that
man
and
that
room
come
to
be
inside
your
head
,
Potter
?
'
said
Snape
.
'
It
--
'
said
Harry
,
looking
everywhere
but
at
Snape
,
'
it
was
--
just
a
dream
I
had
.
'
