Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
Mudbloods and Murmurs
LookatNevilleLongbottom-he’spure-bloodandhecanhardlystandacauldrontherightwayup."
"An’theyhaven’tinventedaspellourHermionecan’do,"saidHagridproudly, makingHermionegoabrilliantshadeofmagenta.
"It’sadisgustingthingtocallsomeone,"saidRon,wipinghissweatybrowwithashakinghand. "Dirtyblood,see.Commonblood.It’sridiculous.Mostwizardsthesedaysarehalf-bloodanyway.Ifwehadn’tmarriedMuggleswe’d’vediedout."
Heretchedandduckedoutofsightagain.
"Well,Idon’blameyehfertryin’tercursehim,Ron,"saidHagridloudlyoverthethudsofmoreslugshittingthebasin. "Bu’maybeitwasagoodthingyerwandbackfired.SpectLuciusMalfoywould’vecomemarchin’upterschoolifyeh’dcursedhisson.Leastyernotintrouble."
Harrywouldhavepointedoutthattroubledidn’tcomemuchworsethanhavingslugspouringoutofyourmouth,buthecouldn’t;Hagrid’streaclefudgehadcementedhisjawstogether.
"Harry,"saidHagridabruptlyasthoughstruckbyasuddenthought."Gottaboneterpickwithyeh.I’veheardyou’vebingivin’outsignedphotos.HowcomeIhaven’tgotone?"
Furious,Harrywrenchedhisteethapart.
"Ihavenotbeengivingoutsignedphotos,"hesaidhotly."IfLockhart’sstillspreadingthataround—"
ButthenhesawthatHagridwaslaughing.
"I’mon’yjokin’,"hesaid,pattingHarrygeniallyonthebackandsendinghimfacefirstintothetable."Iknewyehhadn’treally.
