Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Burrow
"Butyoucan’tmagicmeouteither—"
"Wedon’tneedto,"saidRon,jerkinghisheadtowardthefrontseatandgrinning."YouforgetwhoI’vegotwithme."
"Tiethataroundthebars,"saidFred,throwingtheendofaropetoHarry.
"IftheDursleyswakeup,I’mdead,"saidHarryashetiedtheropetightlyaroundabarandFredrevvedupthecar.
"Don’tworry,"saidFred,"andstandback."
HarrymovedbackintotheshadowsnexttoHedwig,whoseemedtohaverealizedhowimportantthiswasandkeptstillandsilent. Thecarrevvedlouderandlouderandsuddenly,withacrunchingnoise,thebarswerepulledcleanoutofthewindowasFreddrovestraightupintheair.Harryranbacktothewindowtoseethebarsdanglingafewfeetabovetheground. Panting,Ronhoistedthemupintothecar.Harrylistenedanxiously,buttherewasnosoundfromtheDursleys’bedroom.
WhenthebarsweresafelyinthebackseatwithRon,FredreversedascloseaspossibletoHarry’swindow.
"Getin,"Ronsaid.
"ButallmyHogwartsstuff-mywand-mybroomstick—"
"Whereisit?"
"Lockedinthecupboardunderthestairs,andIcan’tgetoutofthisroom—"
"Noproblem,"saidGeorgefromthefrontpassengerseat."Outoftheway,Harry."
