Гарри Поттер и тайная комната

           ItoldLockhartyehdidn’needteh.Yermorefamousthanhimwithouttryin’." 

           "Bethedidn’tlikethat,"saidHarry,sittingupandrubbinghischin. 

           "Don’thinkhedid,"saidHagrid,hiseyestwinkling."An’thenItoldhimI’dneverreadoneo’hisbooksan’hedecidedtergo.Treaclefudge,Ron?"headdedasRonreappeared. 

           "Nothanks,"saidRonweakly."Betternotriskit." 

           "Comean’seewhatI’vebingrowin’,"saidHagridasHarryandHermionefinishedthelastoftheirtea. 

           InthesmallvegetablepatchbehindHagrid’shousewereadozenofthelargestpumpkinsHarryhadeverseen.Eachwasthesizeofalargeboulder. 

           "Gettin’onwell,aren’tthey?"saidHagridhappily."FertheHalloweenfeast...shouldbebigenoughbythen." 

           "What’veyoubeenfeedingthem?"saidHarry. 

           Hagridlookedoverhisshouldertocheckthattheywerealone. 

           "Well,I’vebingivin’them-youknow-abito’help—" 

           HarrynoticedHagrid’sflowerypinkumbrellaleaningagainstthebackwallofthecabin.Harryhadhadreasontobelievebeforenowthatthisumbrellawasnotallitlooked;infact,hehadthestrongimpressionthatHagrid’soldschoolwandwasconcealedinsideit.Hagridwasn’tsupposedtousemagic. HehadbeenexpelledfromHogwartsinhisthirdyear,butHarryhadneverfoundoutwhy-anymentionofthematterandHagridwouldclearhisthroatloudlyandbecomemysteriouslydeafuntilthesubjectwaschanged.