Гарри Поттер и тайная комната

           "Everyonelineup!"Malfoyroaredtothecrowd."HarryPotter’sgivingoutsignedphotos!" 

           "No,I’mnot,"saidHarryangrily,hisfistsclenching."Shutup,Malfoy." 

           "You’rejustjealous,"pipedupColin,whoseentirebodywasaboutasthickasCrabbe’sneck. 

           "Jealous?"saidMalfoy,whodidn’tneedtoshoutanymore:halfthecourtyardwaslisteningin."Ofwhat?Idon’twantafoulscarrightacrossmyhead,thanks.Idon’tthinkgettingyourheadcutopenmakesyouthatspecial,myself." 

           CrabbeandGoyleweresniggeringstupidly. 

           "Eatslugs,Malfoy,"saidRonangrily.Crabbestoppedlaughingandstartedrubbinghisknucklesinamenacingway. 

           "Becareful,Weasley,"sneeredMalfoy."Youdon’twanttostartanytroubleoryourMommy’llhavetocomeandtakeyouawayfromschool."Heputonashrill,piercingvoice."Ifyouputanothertoeoutofline 

           —" 

           AknotofSlytherinfifth-yearsnearbylaughedloudlyatthis. 

           "Weasleywouldlikeasignedphoto,Potter,"smirkedMalfoy."It’dbeworthmorethanhisfamily’swholehouse—" 

           RonwhippedouthisSpellotapedwand,butHermioneshutVoyageswithVampireswithasnapandwhispered, "Lookout!" 

           "What’sallthis,what’sallthis?"GilderoyLockhartwasstridingtowardthem,histurquoiserobesswirlingbehindhim."Who’sgivingoutsignedphotos?"