Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
At Flourish and Blotts
"Therightwhat?"saidHarrynervously asthefireroaredandwhippedGeorgeoutofsight,too.
"Well,thereareanawfullotofwizardfirestochoosefrom,youknow,butaslongasyou’vespokenclearly—"
"He’llbefine,Molly,don’tfuss,"saidMr.Weasley,helpinghimselftoFloopowdertoo.
"But,dear,ifhegotlost,howwouldweeverexplaintohisauntanduncle?"
"Theywouldn’tmind,"Harryreassuredher."DudleywouldthinkitwasabrilliantjokeifIgotlostupachimney,don’tworryaboutthat—"
"Well...allright...yougoafterArthur,"saidMrs.Weasley."Now,whenyougetintothefire,saywhereyou’regoing."
"Andkeepyourelbowstuckedin,"Ronadvised.
"Andyoureyesshut,"saidMrs.Weasley."Thesoot—"
"Don’tfidget,"saidRon."Oryoumightwellfalloutofthewrongfireplace—"
"Butdon’tpanicandgetouttooearly;waituntilyouseeFredandGeorge."
Tryinghardtobearallthisinmind,HarrytookapinchofFloopowderandwalkedtotheedgeofthefire. Hetookadeepbreath,scatteredthepowderintotheflames,andsteppedforward;thefirefeltlikeawarmbreeze;heopenedhismouthandimmediatelyswallowedalotofhotash.
"D-Dia-gonAlley,"hecoughed.
