Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Very Secret Diary
Harryheardadoorcreakopen,andthensomeonespeakinginahoarsewhisper.
"C’mon...gottagetyehouttahere...C’monnow...inthebox..."
Therewassomethingfamiliaraboutthatvoice...
Riddlesuddenlyjumpedaroundthecorner.Harrysteppedoutbehindhim. Hecouldseethedarkoutlineofahugeboywhowascrouchinginfrontofanopendoor,averylargeboxnexttoit.
"Evening,Rubeus,"saidRiddlesharply.
Theboyslammedthedoorshutandstoodup.
"Whatyerdoin’downhere,Tom?"
Riddlesteppedcloser.
"It’sallover,"hesaid."I’mgoingtohavetoturnyouin,Rubeus. They’retalkingaboutclosingHogwartsiftheattacksdon’tstop."
"Natd’yeh—"
"Idon’tthinkyoumeanttokillanyone.Butmonstersdon’tmakegoodpets. Isupposeyoujustletitoutforexerciseand—"
"Itneverkillednoone!"saidthelargeboy,backingagainstthecloseddoor. Frombehindhim,Harrycouldhearafunnyrustlingandclicking.
"Comeon,Rubeus,"saidRiddle,movingyetcloser."Thedeadgirl’sparentswillbeheretomorrow. TheleastHogwartscandoismakesurethatthethingthatkilledtheirdaughterisslaughtered..."
"Itwasn’thim!"roaredtheboy,hisvoiceechoinginthedarkpassage."Hewouldn’!Henever!"
"Standaside,"saidRiddle,drawingouthiswand.
Hisspelllitthecorridorwithasuddenflaminglight. Thedoorbehindthelargeboyflewopenwithsuchforceitknockedhimintothewallopposite. AndoutofitcamesomethingthatmadeHarryletoutalong,piercingscreamunheardbyanyone.
