Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
Mudbloods and Murmurs
"Hewastheon’ymanforthejob,"saidHagrid,offeringthemaplateoftreaclefudge,whileRoncoughedsquelchilyintohisbasin. "An’Imeantheon’yone.Gettin’verydifficultterfindanyonefertheDarkArtsjob. Peoplearen’ttookeentertakeiton,see.They’restartin’terthinkit’sjinxed.Noone’slastedlongferawhilenow. Sotellme,"saidHagrid,jerkinghisheadatRon."Whowashetryin’tercurse?"
"MalfoycalledHermionesomething-itmust’vebeenreallybad,becauseeveryonewentwild."
"Itwasbad,"saidRonhoarsely,emergingoverthetabletoplookingpaleandsweaty."MalfoycalledherMudblood,’Hagrid—"
Rondivedoutofsightagainasafreshwaveofslugsmadetheirappearance.Hagridlookedoutraged.
"Hedidn’!"hegrowledatHermione.
"Hedid,"shesaid."ButIdon’tknowwhatitmeans.Icouldtellitwasreallyrude,ofcourse—"
"It’saboutthemostinsultingthinghecouldthinkof,"gaspedRon,comingbackup."Mudblood’sareallyfoulnameforsomeonewhoisMuggle-born-youknow,non-magicparents. Therearesomewizards-likeMalfoy’sfamily-whothinkthey’rebetterthaneveryoneelsebecausethey’rewhatpeoplecallpure-blood." Hegaveasmallburp,andasingleslugfellintohisoutstretchedhand.Hethrewitintothebasinandcontinued, "Imean,therestofusknowitdoesn’tmakeanydifferenceatall.
