Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
Cornelius Fudge
Teachers,prefects,andghostsweremarchingthecorridorsinpairs,staringaroundforanyunusualactivity. TheirInvisibilityCloakdidn’tstopthemmakinganynoise,andtherewasaparticularlytensemomentwhenRonstubbedhistoeonlyyardsfromthespotwhereSnapestoodstandingguard. Thankfully,SnapesneezedatalmostexactlythemomentRonswore. Itwaswithreliefthattheyreachedtheoakfrontdoorsandeasedthemopen.
Itwasaclear,starrynight. TheyhurriedtowardthelitwindowsofHagrid’shouseandpulledoffthecloakonlywhentheywererightoutsidehisfrontdoor.
Secondsaftertheyhadknocked,Hagridflungitopen.Theyfoundthemselvesface-to-facewithhimaimingacrossbowatthem.Fangtheboarhoundbarkedloudlybehindhim.
"Oh,"hesaid,loweringtheweaponandstaringatthem."What’reyoutwodoin’here?"
"What’sthatfor?"saidHarry,pointingatthecrossbowastheysteppedinside.
"Nothin’-nothin’-"Hagridmuttered."I’vebinexpectin’-doesn’matter-Sitdown-I’llmaketea—"
Hehardlyseemedtoknowwhathewasdoing.Henearlyextinguishedthefire,spillingwaterfromthekettleonit,andthensmashedtheteapotwithanervousjerkofhismassivehand.
"Areyouokay,Hagrid?"saidHarry."DidyouhearaboutHermione?"
"Oh,Iheard,allrigh’,"saidHagrid,aslightbreakinhisvoice.
Hekeptglancingnervouslyatthewindows.Hepouredthembothlargemugsofboilingwater(hehadforgottentoaddteabags)andwasjustputtingaslaboffruitcakeonaplatewhentherewasaloudknockonthedoor.
