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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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He
cast
Harry
an
oddly
furtive
look
as
he
said
it
.
'
Well
,
I
've
chosen
Dean
Thomas
,
would
you
say
he
's
better
?
'
asked
Ginny
vaguely
.
'
WHAT
?
'
shouted
Ron
,
upending
the
chessboard
.
Crookshanks
went
plunging
after
the
pieces
and
Hedwig
and
Pigwidgeon
twittered
and
hooted
angrily
from
overhead
.
As
the
train
slowed
down
in
the
approach
to
King
's
Cross
,
Harry
thought
he
had
never
wanted
to
leave
it
less
.
He
even
wondered
fleetingly
what
would
happen
if
he
simply
refused
to
get
off
,
but
remained
stubbornly
sitting
there
until
the
first
of
September
,
when
it
would
take
him
back
to
Hogwarts
.
When
it
finally
puffed
to
a
standstill
,
however
,
he
lifted
down
Hedwig
's
cage
and
prepared
to
drag
his
trunk
from
the
train
as
usual
.
When
the
ticket
inspector
signalled
to
Harry
,
Ron
and
Hermione
that
it
was
safe
to
walk
through
the
magical
barrier
between
platforms
nine
and
ten
,
however
,
he
found
a
surprise
awaiting
him
on
the
other
side
:
a
group
of
people
standing
there
to
greet
him
who
he
had
not
expected
at
all
.
There
was
Mad-Eye
Moody
,
looking
quite
as
sinister
with
his
bowler
hat
pulled
low
over
his
magical
eye
as
he
would
have
done
without
it
,
his
gnarled
hands
clutching
a
long
staff
,
his
body
wrapped
in
a
voluminous
travelling
cloak
.
Tonks
stood
just
behind
him
,
her
bright
bubble-gum-pink
hair
gleaming
in
the
sunlight
filtering
through
the
dirty
glass
of
the
station
ceiling
,
wearing
heavily
patched
jeans
and
a
bright
purple
T-shirt
bearing
the
legend
The
Weird
Sisters
.
Next
to
Tonks
was
Lupin
,
his
face
pale
,
his
hair
greying
,
a
long
and
threadbare
overcoat
covering
a
shabby
jumper
and
trousers
.
At
the
front
of
the
group
stood
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Weasley
,
dressed
in
their
Muggle
best
,
and
Fred
and
George
,
who
were
both
wearing
brand-new
jackets
in
some
lurid
green
,
scaly
material
.
'
Ron
,
Ginny
!
'
called
Mrs.
Weasley
,
hurrying
forwards
and
hugging
her
children
tightly
.
'
Oh
,
and
Harry
dear
--
how
are
you
?
'
'
Fine
,
'
lied
Harry
,
as
she
pulled
him
into
a
tight
embrace
.
Over
her
shoulder
he
saw
Ron
goggling
at
the
twins
'
new
clothes
.
'
What
are
they
supposed
to
be
?
'
he
asked
,
pointing
at
the
jackets
.
'
Finest
dragonskin
,
little
bro
'
,
'
said
Fred
,
giving
his
zip
a
little
tweak
.
'
Business
is
booming
and
we
thought
we
'd
treat
ourselves
.
'
