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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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The
headless
statue
thrust
Harry
backwards
,
away
from
the
fight
,
as
Dumbledore
advanced
on
Voldemort
and
the
golden
centaur
cantered
around
them
both
.
'
It
was
foolish
to
come
here
tonight
,
Tom
,
'
said
Dumbledore
calmly
.
'
The
Aurors
are
on
their
way
--
'
'
By
which
time
I
shall
be
gone
,
and
you
will
be
dead
!
'
spat
Voldemort
.
He
sent
another
killing
curse
at
Dumbledore
but
missed
,
instead
hitting
the
security
guard
's
desk
,
which
burst
into
flame
.
Dumbledore
flicked
his
own
wand
:
the
force
of
the
spell
that
emanated
from
it
was
such
that
Harry
,
though
shielded
by
his
golden
guard
,
felt
his
hair
stand
on
end
as
it
passed
and
this
time
Voldemort
was
forced
to
conjure
a
shining
silver
shield
out
of
thin
air
to
deflect
it
.
The
spell
,
whatever
it
was
,
caused
no
visible
damage
to
the
shield
,
though
a
deep
,
gong-like
note
reverberated
from
it
--
an
oddly
chilling
sound
.
'
You
do
not
seek
to
kill
me
,
Dumbledore
?
'
called
Voldemort
,
his
scarlet
eyes
narrowed
over
the
top
of
the
shield
.
'
Above
such
brutality
,
are
you
?
'
'
We
both
know
that
there
are
other
ways
of
destroying
a
man
,
Tom
,
'
Dumbledore
said
calmly
,
continuing
to
walk
towards
Voldemort
as
though
he
had
not
a
fear
in
the
world
,
as
though
nothing
had
happened
to
interrupt
his
stroll
up
the
hall
.
'M
erely
taking
your
life
would
not
satisfy
me
,
I
admit
--
'
'
There
is
nothing
worse
than
death
,
Dumbledore
!
'
snarled
Voldemort
.
'
You
are
quite
wrong
,
'
said
Dumbledore
,
still
closing
in
upon
Voldemort
and
speaking
as
lightly
as
though
they
were
discussing
the
matter
over
drinks
.
Harry
felt
scared
to
see
him
walking
along
,
undefended
,
shieldless
;
he
wanted
to
cry
out
a
warning
,
but
his
headless
guard
kept
shunting
him
backwards
towards
the
wall
,
blocking
his
every
attempt
to
get
out
from
behind
it
.
'
Indeed
,
your
failure
to
understand
that
there
are
things
much
worse
than
death
has
always
been
your
greatest
weakness
--
'
Another
jet
of
green
light
flew
from
behind
the
silver
shield
.
This
time
it
was
the
one-armed
centaur
,
galloping
in
front
of
Dumbledore
,
that
took
the
blast
and
shattered
into
a
hundred
pieces
,
but
before
the
fragments
had
even
hit
the
floor
,
Dumbledore
had
drawn
back
his
wand
and
waved
it
as
though
brandishing
a
whip
.
A
long
thin
flame
flew
from
the
tip
;
it
wrapped
itself
around
Voldemort
,
shield
and
all
.
For
a
moment
,
it
seemed
Dumbledore
had
won
,
but
then
the
fiery
rope
became
a
serpent
,
which
relinquished
its
hold
on
Voldemort
at
once
and
turned
,
hissing
furiously
,
to
face
Dumbledore
.
