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."But if he -- you know" -- Hermione dropped her voice, glancingnervously around -- "if he was trying to to poison Lupin -- he wouldn'thave done it in front of Harry.""Yeah, maybe," said Harry as they reached the entrance hall and crossedinto the Great Hall.It had been decorated with hundreds and hundreds ofcandle-filled pumpkins, a cloud of fluttering live bats, and manyflaming orange streamers, which were swimming lazily across the stormyceiling like brilliant watersnakes.The food was delicious; even Hermione and Ron, who were full to burstingwith Honeydukes sweets, managed second helpings of everything.Harrykept glancing at the staff table.Professor Lupinlooked cheerful and as well as he ever did; he was talking animatedly totiny little Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher.Harry moved his eyesalong the table, to the place where Snape sat.Was he imagining it, orwere Snape's eyes flickering toward Lupin more often than was natural?The feast finished with an entertainment provided by the Hogwartsghosts.They popped out of the walls and tables to do a bit of formationgliding; Nearly Headless Nick, the Gryffindor ghost, had a great successwith a reenactment of his own botched beheading.It had been such a pleasant evening that Harry's good mood couldn't evenbe spoiled by Malfoy, who shouted through the crowd as they all left thehall, "The dementors send their love, Potter!"Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed the rest of the Gryffindors along theusual path to Gryffindor Tower, but when they reached the corridor thatended with the portrait of the Fat Lady, they found it jammed withstudents."Why isn't anyone going in?" said Ron curiously.Harry peered over the heads in front of him.The portrait seemed to beclosed."Let me through, please," came Percy's voice, and he came bustlingimportantly through the crowd."What's the holdup here? You can't allhave forgotten the password -- excuse me, I'm Head Boy --"And then a silence fell over the crowd, from the front first, so that achill seemed to spread down the corridor.They heard Percy say, in asuddenly sharp voice, "Somebody get Professor Dumbledore.Quick."People's heads turned; those at the back were standing on tiptoe."What's going on?" said Ginny, who had just arrived.A moment later, Professor Dumbledore was there, sweeping toward theportrait; the Gryffindors squeezed together to let him through, andHarry, Ron, and Hermione moved closer to see what the trouble was."Oh, my --" Hermione grabbed Harry's arm.The Fat Lady had vanished from her portrait, which had been slashed soviciously that strips of canvas littered the floor; great chunks of ithad been torn away completely.Dumbledore took one quick look at the ruined painting and turned, hiseyes somber, to see Professors McGonagall, Lupin, and Snape hurryingtoward him."We need to find her," said Dumbledore."Professor McGonagall, please goto Mr.Filch at once and tell him to search every painting in the castlefor the Fat Lady.""You'll be lucky!" said a cackling voice.It was Peeves the Poltergeist, bobbing over the crowd and lookingdelighted, as he always did, at the sight of wreckage or worry."What do you mean, Peeves?" said Dumbledore calmly, and Peeves's grinfaded a little.He didn't dare taunt Dumbledore.Instead he adopted anoily voice that was no better than his cackle."Ashamed, Your Headship,sit.Doesn't want to be seen.She's a horrible mess.Saw her runningthrough the landscape up on the fourth floor, sir, dodging between thetrees.Crying something dreadful," he said happily."Poor thing," headded unconvincingly."Did she say who did it?" said Dumbledore quietly."Oh yes, Professorhead," said Peeves, with the air of one cradling alarge bombshell in his arms."He got very angry when she wouldn't lethim in, you see." Peeves flipped over and grinned at Dumbledore frombetween his own legs."Nasty temper he's got, that Sirius Black."CHAPTER NINEGRIM DEFEATProfessor Dumbledore sent all the Gryffindors back to the Great Hall,where they were joined ten minutes later by the students fromHufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin, who all looked extremely confused."The teachers and I need to conduct a thorough search of the castle,"Professor Dumbledore told them as Professors McGonagall and Flitwickclosed all doors into the hall."I'm afraid that, for your own safety,you will have to spend the night here.I want the prefects to standguard over the entrances to the hall and I am leaving the Head Boy andGirl in charge.Any disturbance should be reported to me immediately,"he added to Percy, who was looking immensely proud and important."Sendword with one of the ghosts."Professor Dumbledore paused, about to leave the hall, and said, "Oh,yes, you'll be needing."One casual wave of his wand and the long tables flew to the edges of thehall and stood themselves against the walls; another wave, and the floorwas covered with hundreds of squashy purple sleeping bags."Sleep well," said Professor Dumbledore, closing the door behind him.The hall immediately began to buzz excitedly; the Gryffindors weretelling the rest of the school what had just happened."Everyone into their sleeping bags!" shouted Percy."Come on, now, nomore talking! Lights out in ten minutes!""C'mon," Ron said to Harry and Hermione; they seized three sleeping bagsand dragged them into a corner."Do you think Black's still in the castle?" Hermione whisperedanxiously."Dumbledore obviously thinks he might be," said Ron."It's very lucky he picked tonight, you know," said Hermione as theyclimbed fully dressed into their sleeping bags and propped themselves ontheir elbows to talk."The one night we weren't in the tower."I reckon he's lost track of time, being on the run," said Ron."Didn'trealize it was Halloween.Otherwise he'd have come bursting in here."Hermione shuddered.All around them, people were asking one another the same question: "Howdid he get in?""Maybe he knows how to Apparate," said a Ravenclaw a few feet away,"Just appear out of thin air, you know.""Disguised himself, probably," said a Hufflepuff fifth year."Hecould've flown in," suggested Dean Thomas."Honestly, am I the only person who's ever bothered to read Hogwarts, AHistory?" said Hermione crossly to Harry and Ron."Probably," said Ron."Why?""Because the castle's protected by more than walls, You know,,, saidHermione."There are all sorts of enchantments on it, to stop peopleentering by stealth.You can't just Apparate in here.And I'd like tosee the disguise that could fool those dementors.They're guarding everysingle entrance to the grounds.They'd have seen him fly in too.AndFitch knows all the secret passages, they'll have them covered.""The lights are going out now!" Percy shouted."I want everyone in theirsleeping bags and no more talking!"The candles all went out at once.The only light now came from thesilvery ghosts, who were drifting about talking seriously to theprefects, and the enchanted ceiling, which, like the sky outside, wasscattered with stars [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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