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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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'Ve
ry
well
,
very
well
.
Potter
,
'
said
Snape
,
'
we
shall
resume
this
lesson
tomorrow
evening
.
'
He
turned
and
swept
from
his
office
.
Malfoy
mouthed
,
'Re
medial
Potions
?
'
at
Harry
behind
Snape
's
back
before
following
him
.
Seething
,
Harry
replaced
his
wand
inside
his
robes
and
made
to
leave
the
room
.
At
least
he
had
twenty-four
more
hours
in
which
to
practise
;
he
knew
he
ought
to
feel
grateful
for
the
narrow
escape
,
though
it
was
hard
that
it
came
at
the
expense
of
Malfoy
telling
the
whole
school
that
he
needed
remedial
Potions
.
He
was
at
the
office
door
when
he
saw
it
:
a
patch
of
shivering
light
dancing
on
the
doorframe
.
He
stopped
,
and
stood
looking
at
it
,
reminded
of
something
...
then
he
remembered
:
it
was
a
little
like
the
lights
he
had
seen
in
his
dream
last
night
,
the
lights
in
the
second
room
he
had
walked
through
on
his
journey
through
the
Department
of
Mysteries
.
He
turned
around
.
The
light
was
coming
from
the
Pensieve
sitting
on
Snape
's
desk
.
The
silver-white
contents
were
ebbing
and
swirling
within
.
Snape
's
thoughts
...
things
he
did
not
want
Harry
to
see
if
he
broke
through
Snape
's
defences
accidentally
...
Harry
gazed
at
the
Pensieve
,
curiosity
welling
inside
him
...
what
was
it
that
Snape
was
so
keen
to
hide
from
Harry
?
The
silvery
lights
shivered
on
the
wall
...
Harry
took
two
steps
towards
the
desk
,
thinking
hard
.
Could
it
possibly
be
information
about
the
Department
of
Mysteries
that
Snape
was
determined
to
keep
from
him
?
Harry
looked
over
his
shoulder
,
his
heart
now
pumping
harder
and
faster
than
ever
.
How
long
would
it
take
Snape
to
release
Montague
from
the
toilet
?
Would
he
come
straight
back
to
his
office
afterwards
,
or
accompany
Montague
to
the
hospital
wing
?
Surely
the
latter
...
Montague
was
Captain
of
the
Slytherin
Quidditch
team
,
Snape
would
want
to
make
sure
he
was
all
right
.
Harry
walked
the
remaining
few
feet
to
the
Pensieve
and
stood
over
it
,
gazing
into
its
depths
.
He
hesitated
,
listening
,
then
pulled
out
his
wand
again
.
The
office
and
the
corridor
beyond
were
completely
silent
.
He
gave
the
contents
of
the
Pensieve
a
small
prod
with
the
end
of
his
wand
.
