Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
Cornelius Fudge
Wonderinghowshecouldpossiblysuspecthimthistime,HarrysawRondetachhimselffromthecomplainingcrowd; hecamerunninguptothemastheysetofftowardthecastle. ToHarry’ssurprise,ProfessorMcGonagalldidn’tobject.
"Yes,perhapsyou’dbettercome,too,Weasley..."
Someofthestudentsswarmingaroundthemweregrumblingaboutthematchbeingcanceled;otherslookedworried. HarryandRonfollowedProfessorMcGonagallbackintotheschoolandupthemarblestaircase. Buttheyweren’ttakentoanybody’sofficethistime.
"Thiswillbeabitofashock,"saidProfessorMcGonagallinasurprisinglygentlevoiceastheyapproachedtheinfirmary. "Therehasbeenanotherattack...anotherdoubleattack."
Harry’sinsidesdidahorriblesomersault. ProfessorMcGonagallpushedthedooropenandheandRonentered. MadamPomfreywasbendingoverafifth-yeargirlwithlong,curlyhair. HarryrecognizedherastheRavenclawthey’daccidentallyaskedfordirectionstotheSlytherincommonroom. Andonthebednexttoherwas—
"Hermione!"Rongroaned.
Hermionelayutterlystill,hereyesopenandglassy.
"Theywerefoundnearthelibrary,"saidProfessorMcGonagall. "Idon’tsupposeeitherofyoucanexplainthis?Itwasonthefloornexttothem..."
Shewasholdingupasmall,circularmirror.
HarryandRonshooktheirheads,bothstaringatHermione.
"IwillescortyoubacktoGryffindorTower,"saidProfessorMcGonagallheavily. "Ineedtoaddressthestudentsinanycase."
