Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Burrow
TheDursleyswouldn’thavelikedit-therewereplentyofweeds,andthegrassneededcutting-butthereweregnarledtreesallaroundthewalls,plantsHarryhadneverseenspillingfromeveryflowerbed,andabiggreenpondfulloffrogs.
"Muggleshavegardengnomes,too,youknow,"HarrytoldRontheycrossedthelawn.
"Yeah,I’veseenthosethingstheythinkaregnomes,"saidRon,bentdoublewithhisheadinapeonybush,"likefatlittleSantaClauseswithfishingrods..."
Therewasaviolentscufflingnoise,thepeonybushshuddered,andRonstraightenedup." Thisisagnome,"hesaidgrimly.
"Gerroffme!Gerroffme!"squealedthegnome.
ItwascertainlynothinglikeSantaClaus.Itwassmallandleatherylooking,withalarge,knobby,baldheadexactlylikeapotato. Ronhelditatarm’slengthasitkickedoutathimwithitshornylittlefeet;hegraspeditaroundtheanklesandturneditupsidedown.
"Thisiswhatyouhavetodo,"hesaid.Heraisedthegnomeabovehishead("Gerroffme!")andstartedtoswingitingreatcircleslikealasso. SeeingtheshockedlookonHarry’sface,Ronadded,"Itdoesn’thurtthem-you’vejustgottomakethemreallydizzysotheycan’tfindtheirwaybacktothegnomeholes."
Heletgoofthegnome’sankles:Itflewtwentyfeetintotheairandlandedwithathudinthefieldoverthehedge.
