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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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'
Harry
,
it
'll
suffocate
him
!
'
screamed
Ginny
,
immobilised
by
her
broken
ankle
on
the
floor
--
then
a
jet
of
red
light
flew
from
one
of
the
Death
Eater
's
wands
and
hit
her
squarely
in
the
face
.
She
keeled
over
sideways
and
lay
there
unconscious
.
'S
TUBEFY
!
'
shouted
Neville
,
wheeling
around
and
waving
Hermione
's
wand
at
the
oncoming
Death
Eaters
,
'S
TUBEFY
,
STUBEFY
!
'
But
nothing
happened
.
One
of
the
Death
Eaters
shot
their
own
Stunning
Spell
at
Neville
;
it
missed
him
by
inches
.
Harry
and
Neville
were
now
the
only
two
left
fighting
the
five
Death
Eaters
,
two
of
whom
sent
off
streams
of
silver
light
like
arrows
which
missed
but
left
craters
in
the
wall
behind
them
.
Harry
ran
for
it
as
Bellatrix
Lestrange
raced
right
at
him
:
holding
the
prophecy
high
above
his
head
,
he
sprinted
back
up
the
room
;
all
he
could
think
of
doing
was
to
draw
the
Death
Eaters
away
from
the
others
.
It
seemed
to
have
worked
;
they
streaked
after
him
,
knocking
chairs
and
tables
flying
but
not
daring
to
bewitch
him
in
case
they
hurt
the
prophecy
,
and
he
dashed
through
the
only
door
still
open
,
the
one
through
which
the
Death
Eaters
themselves
had
come
;
inwardly
praying
that
Neville
would
stay
with
Ron
and
find
some
way
of
releasing
him
.
He
ran
a
few
feet
into
the
new
room
and
felt
the
floor
vanish
--
He
was
falling
down
steep
stone
step
after
steep
stone
step
,
bouncing
on
every
tier
until
at
last
,
with
a
crash
that
knocked
all
the
breath
out
of
his
body
,
he
landed
flat
on
his
back
in
the
sunken
pit
where
the
stone
archway
stood
on
its
dais
.
The
whole
room
was
ringing
with
the
Death
Eater
's
laughter
:
he
looked
up
and
saw
the
five
who
had
been
in
the
Brain
Room
descending
towards
him
,
while
as
many
more
emerged
through
other
doorways
and
began
leaping
from
bench
to
bench
towards
him
.
Harry
got
to
his
feet
though
his
legs
were
trembling
so
badly
they
barely
supported
him
:
the
prophecy
was
still
miraculously
unbroken
in
his
left
hand
,
his
wand
clutched
tightly
in
his
right
.
He
backed
away
,
looking
around
,
trying
to
keep
all
the
Death
Eaters
within
his
sight
.
The
back
of
his
legs
hit
something
solid
:
he
had
reached
the
dais
where
the
archway
stood
.
He
climbed
backwards
onto
it
.
The
Death
Eaters
all
halted
,
gazing
at
him
.
Some
were
panting
as
hard
as
he
was
.
One
was
bleeding
badly
;
Dolohov
,
freed
of
the
Body-Bind
Curse
,
was
leering
,
his
wand
pointing
straight
at
Harry
's
face
.
'
Potter
,
your
race
is
run
,
'
drawled
Lucius
Malfoy
,
pulling
off
his
mask
,
'n
ow
hand
me
the
prophecy
like
a
good
boy
.
'
'
Let
--
let
the
others
go
,
and
I
'll
give
it
to
you
!
'
said
Harry
desperately
.
A
few
of
the
Death
Eaters
laughed
.
