"J. K. Rowling - 6 - Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince(1)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rowling J. K)

“But we can already do that,” interrupted another student. “Remember Time Turners?”
“Ah,” said Dumbledore, putting up his finger. “That is not actually true. Not many wizards know that Time Turners do not actually take you back in time, but really just change the world around us to a specific place in time. You see, every second, a Time Turner sends off an invisible wave throughout the entire universe that records everything it touches, and saves that data inside. When it is turned to return to a certain time, the Time Turner merely accesses the saved time, and ‘loads’ it into the current world by changing everything to match what it was. So, you are not really time traveling, just returning the universe to look exactly like a certain time.”
“But isn’t that just as good?” asked the same student. “I mean, what could make actual time travel superior to that?”
“Another very good point,” said Dumbledore, scratching his nose. “But if you think about it hard enough, you can find the answer quite easily. You see, a Time Turner only starts sending out waves after it has been created. So, a Time Turner cannot bring you further into the past before the time it has been created. For example, lets say you created a Time Turner on Wednesday the fourth. You wait a week, and you could return to either the tenth, ninth, eighth, seventh, sixth, fifth, or all the way back to the fourth, the day you created it. But, no matter how many times you turned it, you could not go to the third or before that.”
“But don’t we have Time Turners that go all the way back for hundreds of years?” asked the same student again, determined to try and prove her point. Dumbledore shook his head.
“No,” he said. “In fact, the Time Turner is a very recent invention. The latest someone could go back is about… thirteen years I think.”
“So that’s why Voldemort didn’t just get one of his Death Eaters to use a Time Turner and go back and stop him from going to your house,” whispered Ron to Harry. “They hadn’t been invented yet!”
“So,” said Hermione, trying to wrap up the entire discussion, “if someone were to figure out a way to declare time as a constant, a person would be able to travel backwards and forwards through time as he or she pleased?”
“Yes,” said Dumbledore, giving a grin, and showing a twinkle in his eye, “the development of such a thing would be the greatest invention ever in the history of magic, except for its actual invention.”
For the rest of the class, Dumbledore showed the students various spells and their MMSC code. He showed them a few more not very complex spells (like Wingardium Leviosa) and some very sophisticated offensive spells (like Stupefy and Porcini Magus). He said they would all, by the end of the year, be able to create spells like these, and everyone was anxious to try and make their own. To get them all excited, he showed them the MMSC of one of his own spells, the Anata Naru Spell, an unavoidable spell that allowed you to switch bodies with someone else. Harry was going to ask if he could try it out, but the bell rang and everyone returned to their common rooms, to do their Potions Homework.
The first week of school went by very quickly and before Harry knew it, Friday arrived, bringing with it the tryout for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. After classes had ended, Harry, along with Ron, walked out to the Quidditch Field, where the tryout would be held. When they arrived, there were ten people, ready to go. Much to Harry’s dismay, the first years he had helped last year as a Prefect were all there, just as they had said.
“Hey Harry!” called Chris, the most athletic of them all.
“We’ve been practicing all summer long!” said Mike.
“And now we’re really good!” squeaked Akshay, flexing his tiny muscles.
“I LIKE THE QUAFFLE!” grunted Joe, running after the red ball.
“Ron,” whispered Harry. “We can’t risk having any of them on the team.”
“What should we do then?”
Harry thought for a second.”
“I know,” he said, “let’s just have a Quidditch match. Two Beaters, two Chasers, and a Keeper to each time, five on five. First to… oh say… one hundred wins, and the winning team makes it, and the losers go away.”
“But how will that help us get rid of them quickly?” asked Ron.
“Well, we’ll make one of them the captain of one of the two teams. That one will surely pick the rest of his friends, and then that team will lose.”
“But what about the poor guy who gets stuck with the four of them for tryouts?” asked Ron.
Harry shrugged.
“Oh well,” said Harry. “All victories have some sort of sacrifice.”
“Yeah, sounds good.”
“Alright!” announced Harry to the hopefuls, clearing his throat. “We’ve decided… after much talk and deliberation… that the best way to hold this tryout would be to have a Quidditch match. Two Beaters, two Chasers, and a Keeper to each team. First to one hundred wins, and the winning team makes the official Gryffindor one. Got it?”
“Yes!” said the ten of them together.
“Alright,” said Harry, putting his arms akimbo. “Who wants to be a captain of a team?”
“OOOHHH! ME!” screamed Joe, bouncing up and down and throwing his hands into the air. Harry stifled down a laugh.
“Alright Joe,” he said, pointing to him, “you’re up!”
“Yahoo!” he yelled, running up next to Harry.
“Who else?” demanded Harry.
“How about me?” asked Akshay, putting his hand up.
“Uh… no,” said Harry. If two of the boys that he didn’t want to make the team came up, that would ruin his plan. “How about… you! Dean! Come on up.” Dean Thomas shrugged, and walked up on the other side of Harry.
“Alright Joe, you start.”
“I choose… Chris!” yelled Joe. Chris walked up next to him.
“Dean?”
“I’ll have… Seamus!”
“Chris?”
“Mike!”
“Seamus?”
“Dennis!” Harry was surprised to see Dennis Creevey try out… especially with what happened to his brother last year.
“Mike?”
“Akshay!”
“Dennis?”
“Natalie!”
“Akshay?”
“Aku!”
“Aku! WHERE!?” yelled Mike, jumping up.
“What are you talking about?” asked Harry, feeling sorry for Ak that he was on their team and was now unofficially out of the running.