Гарри Поттер и тайная комната
The Whomping Willow
Harryshrugged. "We’llhavetowatchourstepfromnowon,though,"hesaid,takingagratefulswigofpumpkinjuice."Wishwecould’vegoneuptothefeast..."
"Shedidn’twantusshowingoff,"saidRonsagely."Doesn’twantpeopletothinkit’sclever,arrivingbyflyingcar."
Whentheyhadeatenasmanysandwichesastheycould(theplatekeptrefillingitself)theyroseandlefttheoffice,treadingthefamiliarpathtoGryffindorTower. Thecastlewasquiet;itseemedthatthefeastwasover. Theywalkedpastmutteringportraitsandcreakingsuitsofarmor,andclimbednarrowflightsofstonestairs,untilatlasttheyreachedthepassagewherethesecretentrancetoGryffindorTowerwashidden,behindanoilpaintingofaveryfatwomaninapinksilkdress.
"Password?"shesaidastheyapproached.
"Er-"saidHarry.
Theydidn’tknowthenewyear’spassword,nothavingmetaGryffindorprefectyet,buthelpcamealmostimmediately;theyheardhurryingfeetbehindthemandturnedtoseeHermionedashingtowardthem.
"Thereyouare!Wherehaveyoubeen?Themostridiculousrumors-someonesaidyou’dbeenexpelledforcrashingaflyingcar!"
"Well,wehaven’tbeenexpelled,"Harryassuredher.
"You’renottellingmeyoudidflyhere?"saidHermione,soundingalmostassevereasProfessorMcGonagall.
"Skipthelecture,"saidRonimpatiently,"andtellusthenewpassword."
