Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The house of gaunt
ItwouldnotbeagoodideaifwordgotaroundhowmuchIknow,orsuspect,aboutLordVoldemort’ssecrets."
"No,sir,I’llmakesureit’sjustRonandHermione.Goodnight."
Heturnedawayagain,andwasalmostatthedoorwhenhesawit.Sittingononeofthelittlespindle-leggedtablesthatsupportedsomanyfrail-lookingsilverinstruments,wasanuglygoldringsetwithalarge,cracked,blackstone.
"Sir,"saidHarry,staringatit."Thatring—"
"Yes?"saidDumbledore.
"YouwerewearingitwhenwevisitedProfessorSlughornthatnight."
"SoIwas,"Dumbledoreagreed.
"Butisn’tit...sir,isn’titthesameringMarvoloGauntshowedOgden?"
Dumbledorebowedhishead."Theverysame."
"Buthowcome...haveyoualwayshadit?"
"No,Iacquireditveryrecently,"saidDumbledore."AfewdaysbeforeIcametofetchyoufromyourauntanduncle’s,infact."
"Thatwouldbearoundthetimeyouinjuredyourhand,then,sir?"
"Aroundthattime,yes,Harry."
Harryhesitated.Dumbledorewassmiling.
"Sir,howexactly—?"
"Toolate,Harry!Youshallhearthestoryanothertime.Goodnight."
"Goodnight,sir."