Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Heir of Slytherin
HiseyesrovedoverthelightningscaronHarry’sforehead,andtheirexpressiongrewhungrier. "IknewImustfindoutmoreaboutyou,talktoyou,meetyouifIcould. SoIdecidedtoshowyoumyfamouscaptureofthatgreatoaf,Hagrid,togainyourtrust—"
"Hagrid’smyfriend,"saidHarry,hisvoicenowshaking. "Andyouframedhim,didn’tyou?Ithoughtyoumadeamistake,but—"
Riddlelaughedhishighlaughagain.
"ItwasmywordagainstHagrid’s,Harry. Well,youcanimaginehowitlookedtooldArmandoDippet. Ontheonehand,TomRiddle,poorbutbrilliant,parentlessbutsobrave,schoolprefect,modelstudent... ontheotherhand,big,blunderingHagrid,introubleeveryotherweek,tryingtoraisewerewolfcubsunderhisbed,sneakingofftotheForbiddenForesttowrestletrolls... butIadmit,evenIwassurprisedhowwelltheplanworked. IthoughtsomeonemustrealizethatHagridcouldn’tpossiblybetheHeirofSlytherin. IthadtakenmefivewholeyearstofindouteverythingIcouldabouttheChamberofSecretsanddiscoverthesecretentrance...asthoughHagridhadthebrains,orthepower!
"OnlytheTransfigurationteacher,Dumbledore,seemedtothinkHagridwasinnocent.HepersuadedDippettokeepHagridandtrainhimasgamekeeper. Yes,IthinkDumbledoremighthaveguessed... Dumbledoreneverseemedtolikemeasmuchastheotherteachersdid..."
"IbetDumbledoresawrightthroughyou,"saidHarry,histeethgritted.
"Well,hecertainlykeptanannoyinglyclosewatchonmeafterHagridwasexpelled,"saidRiddlecarelessly.
