Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Dueling Club
HarrywonderedwhyLockhartwasstillsmiling; ifSnapehadbeenlookingathimlikethathe’dhavebeenrunningasfastashecouldintheoppositedirection.
LockhartandSnapeturnedtofaceeachotherandbowed;atleast,Lockhartdid,withmuchtwirlingofhishands,whereasSnapejerkedhisheadirritably. Thentheyraisedtheirwandslikeswordsinfrontofthem.
"Asyousee,weareholdingourwandsintheacceptedcombativeposition,"Lockharttoldthesilentcrowd. "Onthecountofthree,wewillcastourfirstspells.Neitherofuswillbeaimingtokill,ofcourse."
"Iwouldn’tbetonthat,"Harrymurmured,watchingSnapebaringhisteeth.
"One-two-three—"
Bothofthemswungtheirwandsabovetheirheadsandpointedthemattheiropponent;Snapecried: "Expelliarmus!" TherewasadazzlingflashofscarletlightandLockhartwasblastedoffhisfeet:Heflewbackwardoffthestage,smashedintothewall,andsliddownittosprawlonthefloor.
MalfoyandsomeoftheotherSlytherinscheered.Hermionewasdancingontiptoes. "Doyouthinkhe’sallright?"shesquealedthroughherfingers.
"Whocares?"saidHarryandRontogether.
Lockhartwasgettingunsteadilytohisfeet.Hishathadfallenoffandhiswavyhairwasstandingonend.
"Well,thereyouhaveit!"hesaid,totteringbackontotheplatform.
