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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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'
Telephone
,
'
whispered
Hermione
.
'
--
Yeah
,
if
we
get
any
hint
that
Potter
's
been
mistreated
in
any
way
,
you
'll
have
us
to
answer
to
,
'
said
Moody
.
Uncle
Vernon
swelled
ominously
.
His
sense
of
outrage
seemed
to
outweigh
even
his
fear
of
this
bunch
of
oddballs
.
'
Are
you
threatening
me
,
sir
?
'
he
said
,
so
loudly
that
passers-by
actually
turned
to
stare
.
'
Yes
,
I
am
,
'
said
Mad-Eye
,
who
seemed
rather
pleased
that
Uncle
Vernon
had
grasped
this
fact
so
quickly
.
'
And
do
I
look
like
the
kind
of
man
who
can
be
intimidated
?
'
barked
Uncle
Vernon
.
'
Well
...
'
said
Moody
,
pushing
back
his
bowler
hat
to
reveal
his
sinisterly
revolving
magical
eye
.
Uncle
Vernon
leapt
backwards
in
horror
and
collided
painfully
with
a
luggage
trolley
.
'
Yes
,
I
'd
have
to
say
you
do
,
Dursley
.
'
He
turned
away
from
Uncle
Vernon
to
survey
Harry
.
'S
o
,
Potter
...
give
us
a
shout
if
you
need
us
.
If
we
do
n't
hear
from
you
for
three
days
in
a
row
,
we
'll
send
someone
along
...
'
Aunt
Petunia
whimpered
piteously
.
It
could
not
have
been
plainer
that
she
was
thinking
of
what
the
neighbours
would
say
if
they
caught
sight
of
these
people
marching
up
the
garden
path
.
