Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
At Flourish and Blotts
Itfeltasthoughhewasbeingsuckeddownagiantdrain. Heseemedtobespinningveryfast-theroaringinhisearswasdeafening -hetriedtokeephiseyesopenbutthewhirlofgreenflamesmadehimfeelsick -somethinghardknockedhiselbowandhetuckeditintightly, stillspinningandspinning-nowitfeltasthoughcoldhandswereslappinghisface -squintingthroughhisglasseshesawablurredstreamoffireplacesandsnatchedglimpsesoftheroomsbeyond -hisbaconsandwicheswerechurninginsidehim -heclosedhiseyesagain wishingitwouldstop,andthen...
Hefell,faceforward,ontocoldstoneandfeltthebridgeofhisglassessnap.
Dizzyandbruised,coveredinsoot,hegotgingerlytohisfeet,holdinghisbrokenglassesuptohiseyes. Hewasquitealone,butwherehewas,hehadnoidea. Allhecouldtellwasthathewasstandinginthestonefireplaceofwhatlookedlikealarge,dimlylitwizard’sshop-butnothinginherewaseverlikelytobeonaHogwartsschoollist.
Aglasscasenearbyheldawitheredhandonacushion,abloodstainedpackofcards,andastaringglasseye. Evil-lookingmasksstareddownfromthewalls,anassortmentofhumanboneslayuponthecounter,andrusty,spikedinstrumentshungfromtheceiling. Evenworse,thedark,narrowstreetHarrycouldseethroughthedustyshopwindowwasdefinitelynotDiagonAlley.
Thesoonerhegotoutofhere,thebetter. Nosestillstingingwhereithadhitthehearth,Harrymadehiswayswiftlyandsilentlytowardthedoor,butbeforehe’dgothalfwaytowardit,twopeopleappearedontheothersideoftheglass-andoneofthemwastheverylastpersonHarrywantedtomeetwhenhewaslost,coveredinsoot,andwearingbrokenglasses: DracoMalfoy.
