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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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It
was
what
the
centaurs
had
been
waiting
for
--
Grawp
's
outstretched
fingers
were
a
foot
from
Harry
when
fifty
arrows
soared
through
the
air
at
the
giant
,
peppering
his
enormous
face
,
causing
him
to
howl
with
pain
and
rage
and
straighten
up
,
rubbing
his
face
with
his
enormous
hands
,
breaking
off
the
arrow
shafts
but
forcing
the
arrowheads
in
still
deeper
.
He
yelled
and
stamped
his
enormous
feet
and
the
centaur
;
scattered
out
of
the
way
;
pebble-sized
droplets
of
Grawp
's
blood
showered
Harry
as
he
pulled
Hermione
to
her
feet
and
the
pair
of
them
ran
as
fast
as
they
could
for
the
shelter
of
the
trees
.
Once
there
they
looked
back
;
Grawp
was
snatching
blindly
at
the
centaurs
as
blood
ran
down
his
face
;
they
were
retreating
in
disorder
,
galloping
away
through
the
trees
on
the
other
side
of
the
clearing
.
Harry
and
Hermione
watched
Grawp
give
another
roar
of
fury
and
plunge
after
them
,
smashing
more
trees
aside
as
he
went
.
'
Oh
no
,
'
said
Hermione
,
quaking
so
badly
that
her
knees
gave
way
.
'
Oh
,
that
was
horrible
.
And
he
might
kill
them
all
.
'
'
I
'm
not
that
fussed
,
to
be
honest
,
'
said
Harry
bitterly
.
The
sounds
of
the
galloping
centaurs
and
the
blundering
giant
grew
fainter
and
fainter
.
As
Harry
listened
to
them
,
his
scar
gave
another
great
throb
and
a
wave
of
terror
swept
over
him
.
They
had
wasted
so
much
time
--
they
were
even
further
from
rescuing
Sirius
than
they
had
been
when
he
had
had
the
vision
.
Not
only
had
Harry
managed
to
lose
his
wand
but
they
were
stuck
in
the
middle
of
the
Forbidden
Forest
with
no
means
of
transport
whatsoever
.
'S
mart
plan
,
'
he
spat
at
Hermione
,
having
to
release
some
of
his
fury
.
'Re
ally
smart
plan
.
Where
do
we
go
from
here
?
'
'
We
need
to
get
back
up
to
the
castle
,
'
said
Hermione
faintly
.
'
By
the
time
we
've
done
that
,
Sirius
'll
probably
be
dead
!
'
said
Harry
,
kicking
a
nearby
tree
in
temper
.
A
high-pitched
chattering
started
up
overhead
and
he
looked
up
to
see
an
angry
Bowtruckle
flexing
its
long
twiglike
fingers
at
him
.
