Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
Dobby’s Warning
"AndIthoughtIhaditbadstayinghereforanotherfourweeks,"hesaid."ThismakestheDursleyssoundalmosthuman.Can’tanyonehelpyou?Can’tI?"
Almostatonce,Harrywishedhehadn’tspoken.Dobbydissolvedagainintowailsofgratitude.
"Please,"Harrywhisperedfrantically,"pleasebequiet.IftheDursleyshearanything,iftheyknowyou’rehere—"
"HarryPotterasksifhecanhelpDobby...Dobbyhasheardofyourgreatness,sir,butofyourgoodness,Dobbyneverknew..."
Harry,whowasfeelingdistinctlyhotintheface,said, "Whateveryou’veheardaboutmygreatnessisaloadofrubbish.I’mnoteventopofmyyearatHogwarts;that’sHermione,she—"
Buthestoppedquickly,becausethinkingaboutHermionewaspainful.
"HarryPotterishumbleandmodest,"saidDobbyreverently,hisorb-likeeyesaglow."HarryPotterspeaksnotofhistriumphoverHe-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named—"
"Voldemort?"saidHarry.
Dobbyclappedhishandsoverhisbatearsandmoaned, "Ah,speaknotthename,sir!Speaknotthename!"
"Sorry,"saidHarryquickly."Iknowlotsofpeopledon’tlikeit.MyfriendRon—"
Hestoppedagain.ThinkingaboutRonwaspainful,too.
