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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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Professor
Umbridge
left
Hogwarts
the
day
before
the
end
of
term
.
It
seemed
she
had
crept
out
of
the
hospital
wing
during
dinnertime
,
evidently
hoping
to
depart
undetected
,
but
unfortunately
for
her
,
she
met
Peeves
on
the
way
,
who
seized
his
last
chance
to
do
as
Fred
had
instructed
,
and
chased
her
gleefully
from
the
premises
whacking
her
alternately
with
a
walking
stick
and
a
sock
full
of
chalk
.
Many
students
ran
out
into
the
Entrance
Hall
to
watch
her
running
away
down
the
path
and
the
Heads
of
Houses
tried
only
half-heartedly
to
restrain
them
.
Indeed
,
Professor
McGonagall
sank
back
into
her
chair
at
the
staff
table
after
a
few
feeble
remonstrances
and
was
clearly
heard
to
express
a
regret
that
she
could
not
run
cheering
after
Umbridge
herself
,
because
Peeves
had
borrowed
her
walking
stick
.
Their
last
evening
at
school
arrived
;
most
people
had
finished
packing
and
were
already
heading
down
to
the
end-of-term
leaving
feast
,
but
Harry
had
not
even
started
.
'
Just
do
it
tomorrow
!
'
said
Ron
,
who
was
waiting
by
the
door
of
their
dormitory
.
'
Come
on
,
I
'm
starving
.
'
'
I
wo
n't
be
long
...
look
,
you
go
ahead
...
'
But
when
the
dormitory
door
closed
behind
Ron
,
Harry
made
no
effort
to
speed
up
his
packing
.
The
very
last
thing
he
wanted
to
do
was
to
attend
the
Leaving
Feast
.
He
was
worried
that
Dumbledore
would
make
some
reference
to
him
in
his
speech
.
He
was
sure
to
mention
Voldemort
's
return
;
he
had
talked
to
them
about
it
last
year
,
after
all
...
Harry
pulled
some
crumpled
robes
out
of
the
very
bottom
of
his
trunk
to
make
way
for
folded
ones
and
,
as
he
did
so
,
noticed
a
badly
wrapped
package
lying
in
a
corner
of
it
.
He
could
not
think
what
it
was
doing
there
.
He
bent
down
,
pulled
it
out
from
underneath
his
trainers
and
examined
it
.
He
realised
what
it
was
within
seconds
.
Sirius
had
given
it
to
him
just
inside
the
front
door
of
number
twelve
Grimmauld
Place
.
'
Use
it
if
you
need
me
,
all
right
?
'
Harry
sank
down
on
to
his
bed
and
unwrapped
the
package
.
Out
fell
a
small
,
square
mirror
.
It
looked
old
;
it
was
certainly
dirty
.
Harry
held
it
up
to
his
face
and
saw
his
own
reflection
looking
back
at
him
.
