Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Very Secret Diary
Hepulleditout,flickeditopen,andreadaloud:
"ToMissGranger,wishingyouaspeedyrecovery,fromyourconcernedteacher,ProfessorGilderoyLockhart, OrderofMerlin,ThirdClass,HonoraryMemberoftheDarkForceDefenseLeague,andfive-timewinnerofWitchWeekly’sMostCharmingSmileAward."
RonlookedupatHermione,disgusted.
"Yousleepwiththisunderyourpillow?"
ButHermionewassparedansweringbyMadamPomfreysweepingoverwithhereveningdoseofmedicine.
"IsLockhartthesmarmiestblokeyou’veevermet,orwhat?" RonsaidtoHarryastheylefttheinfirmaryandstartedupthestairstowardGryffindorTower.
Snapehadgiventhemsomuchhomework,Harrythoughthewaslikelytobeinthesixthyearbeforehefinishedit. RonwasjustsayinghewishedhehadaskedHermionehowmanyrattailsyouweresupposedtoaddtoaHairRaisingPotion whenanangryoutburstfromthefloorabovereachedtheirears.
"That’sFilch,"Harrymuttered astheyhurriedupthestairsandpaused,outofsight,listeninghard.
"Youdon’tthinksomeoneelse’sbeenattacked?"saidRontensely.
Theystoodstill,theirheadsinclinedtowardFlich’svoice,whichsoundedquitehysterical.
"evenmoreworkforme!Moppingallnight,likeIhaven’tgotenoughtodo! No,thisisthefinalstraw,I’mgoingtoDumbledore—"
Hisfootstepsrecededalongtheout-of-sightcorridorandtheyheardadistantdoorslam.
Theypokedtheirheadsaroundthecorner.Filchhadclearlybeenmanninghisusuallookoutpost: TheywereonceagainonthespotwhereMrs.Norrishadbeenattacked.
