Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Very Secret Diary
Ron,grinningbroadly,caughtit.
"Harry!"saidPercyloudly. "Nomagicinthecorridors.I’llhavetoreportthis,youknow!"
ButHarrydidn’tcare,hewasone-uponMalfoy,andthatwasworthfivepointsfromGryffindoranyday. Malfoywaslookingfurious,andasGinnypassedhimtoenterherclassroom,heyelledspitefullyafterher, "Idon’tthinkPotterlikedyourvalentinemuch!"
Ginnycoveredherfacewithherhandsandranintoclass. Snarling,Ronpulledouthiswand,too,butHarrypulledhimaway. Rondidn’tneedtospendthewholeofCharmsbelchingslugs.
Itwasn’tuntiltheyhadreachedProfessorFlitwick’sclassthatHarrynoticedsomethingratheroddaboutRiddle’sdiary. Allhisotherbooksweredrenchedinscarletink.Thediary,however,wasascleanasithadbeenbeforetheinkbottlehadsmashedalloverit. HetriedtopointthisouttoRon,butRonwashavingtroublewithhiswandagain; largepurplebubbleswereblossomingoutoftheend,andhewasn’tmuchinterestedinanythingelse.
Harrywenttobedbeforeanyoneelseinhisdormitorythatnight.Thiswaspartlybecausehedidn’tthinkhecouldstandFredandGeorgesinging,"Hiseyesareasgreenasafreshpickledtoad"onemoretime, andpartlybecausehewantedtoexamineRiddle’sdiaryagain,andknewthatRonthoughthewaswastinghistime.
Harrysatonhisfour-posterandflickedthroughtheblankpages,notoneofwhichhadatraceofscarletinkonit.
