Гарри Поттер и методы рациональности.
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Совершенно роскосшнейший и бесподобнейший фик. Требует знания английского, безусловно - но оно того стоит. Я читал профессиональных авторов на английском и могу утверждать - данная работа даст большинству изрядную фору. Объёмный, со своим сайтом и сообществом на девианарте, где можно отыскать готовый к печати в типографии макет. Юмор и дарк, и детектив.
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It was at that moment that Susan realized it was a trap.
And in almost the same moment, there rang out the mighty and high-pitched voice of a young girl, crying, "Stop, evildoer! Finite Incantatem!"
Lavender, thought Susan, agonized. The Gryffindor girl had volunteered to be a distraction, while the rest of them executed a flank attack from where the bully wouldn't expect it, that had been the plan, only now -
"In the name of Hogwarts," cried Lavender's voice, though they couldn't see her, "and in the name of heroines everywhere, I command you to let go of that EEK!"
"Expelliarmus," said the bully. "Stupefy. Accio stupid heroine."
When Lavender floated into their vision, dangling by one foot and unconscious, Susan blinked; the girl was dressed in a bright crimson-and-gold skirt and blouse, instead of her usual Hogwarts robes.
The bully was also giving the girl's upside-down body an odd look, and then he pointed his wand at her and said "Finite Incantatem," but the clothes stayed the same.
Then the bully shrugged, and, still facing in the direction of Lavender instead of the dangling fourth-year boy, drew back his fist -
