Гарри Поттер и тайная комната

           "Andobviously,it’llbebestifyoucangetsomethingofCrabbe’sandGoyle’s;they’reMalfoysbestfriends,he’lltellthemanything. AndwealsoneedtomakesuretherealCrabbeandGoylecan’tburstinonuswhilewe’reinterrogatinghim. 

           "I’vegotitallworkedout,"shewentonsmoothly,ignoringHarry’sandRon’sstupefiedfaces. Shehelduptwoplumpchocolatecakes. "I’vefilledthesewithasimpleSleepingDraught. AllyouhavetodoismakesureCrabbeandGoylefindthem. Youknowhowgreedytheyare,they’reboundtoeatthem. Oncethey’reasleep,pulloutafewoftheirhairsandhidetheminabroomcloset." 

           HarryandRonlookedincredulouslyateachother. 

           "Hermione,Idon’tthink—" 

           "Thatcouldgoseriouslywrong—" 

           ButHermionehadasteelyglintinhereyenotunliketheoneProfessorMcGonagallsometimeshad. 

           "ThepotionwillbeuselesswithoutCrabbe’sandGoyle’shair,"shesaidsternly. "YoudowanttoinvestigateMalfoy,don’tyou?" 

           "Oh,allright,allright,"saidHarry. "Butwhataboutyou? Whosehairareyourippingout?" 

           "I’vealreadygotmine!"saidHermionebrightly,pullingatinybottleoutofherpocketandshowingthemthesinglehairinsideit. "RememberMillicentBulstrodewrestlingwithmeattheDuelingClub? Sheleftthisonmyrobeswhenshewastryingtostrangleme! Andshe’sgonehomeforChristmas-soI’lljusthavetotelltheSlytherinsI’vedecidedtocomeback." 

           WhenHermionehadbustledofftocheckonthePolyjuicePotionagain, RonturnedtoHarrywithadoom-ladenexpression.