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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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Umbridge
had
obviously
gone
to
some
lengths
to
get
Filch
on
her
side
,
Harry
thought
,
and
the
worst
of
it
was
that
he
would
probably
prove
an
important
weapon
;
his
knowledge
of
the
school
's
secret
passageways
and
hiding
places
was
probably
second
only
to
that
of
the
Weasley
twins
.
'
Here
we
are
,
'
he
said
,
leering
down
at
Harry
as
he
rapped
three
times
on
Professor
Umbridge
's
door
and
pushed
it
open
.
'
The
Potter
boy
to
see
you
,
Ma'am
.
'
Umbridge
's
office
,
so
very
familiar
to
Harry
from
his
many
detentions
,
was
the
same
as
usual
except
for
the
large
wooden
block
lying
across
the
front
of
her
desk
on
which
golden
letters
spelled
the
word
:
HEADMISTRESS
.
Also
,
his
Firebolt
and
Fred
and
George
's
Cleansweeps
,
which
he
saw
with
a
pang
,
were
chained
and
padlocked
to
a
stout
iron
peg
in
the
wall
behind
the
desk
.
Umbridge
was
sitting
behind
the
desk
,
busily
scribbling
on
some
of
her
pink
parchment
,
but
she
looked
up
and
smiled
widely
at
their
entrance
.
'
Thank
you
,
Argus
,
'
she
said
sweetly
.
'N
ot
at
all
,
Ma'am
,
not
at
all
,
'
said
Filch
,
bowing
as
low
as
his
rheumatism
would
permit
,
and
exiting
backwards
.
'S
it
,
'
said
Umbridge
curtly
,
pointing
towards
a
chair
.
Harry
sat
.
She
continued
to
scribble
for
a
few
moments
.
He
watched
some
of
the
foul
kittens
gambolling
around
the
plates
over
her
head
,
wondering
what
fresh
horror
she
had
in
store
for
him
.
'
Well
,
now
,
'
she
said
finally
,
setting
down
her
quill
and
surveying
him
complacently
,
like
a
toad
about
to
swallow
a
particularly
juicy
fly
.
'
What
would
you
like
to
drink
?
'
'
What
?
said
Harry
,
quite
sure
he
had
misheard
her
.
'
To
drink
,
Mr
Potter
,
'
she
said
,
smiling
still
more
widely
.
Tea
?
Coffee
?
Pumpkin
juice
?
'
