Rothko Untitled Red Black White on Yellow 1955

Rothko Untitled Red Black White on Yellow 1955Rothko Untitled no15 c1949Rothko Untitled no12 Red and Yellow
again toward the church. As they crossed the road, he glanced over his shoulder; the statue had turned back into the war memorial.
There was a kissing gate at the entrance to the graveyard. Hermione pushed it open as quietly as possible and they edged through it. On either side of the slippery path to the church doors, the snow lay deep and untouched. They moved off through the snow, carving deep trenches behind
　　　The singing grew louder as they approached the church. It made Harry's throat constrict, it reminded him so forcefully of Hogwarts, of Peeves bellowing rude versions of carols from inside suits of armor, of the Great Hall's twelve Christmas trees, of Dumbledore wearing a bonnet he had won in a cracker, of Ron in a hand-knitted sweater. . . .