Гарри Поттер и тайная комната

           "It’snotthat-it’sthat." 

           Ronwaspointingattheredenvelope. ItlookedquiteordinarytoHarry,butRonandNevillewerebothlookingatitasthoughtheyexpectedittoexplode. 

           "What’sthematter?"saidHarry. 

           "She’s-she’ssentmeaHowler,"saidRonfaintly. 

           "You’dbetteropenit,Ron,"saidNevilleinatimidwhisper."It’llbeworseifyouDon’tMygransentmeoneonce,andIignoreditand"-hegulped-"itwashorrible." 

           Harrylookedfromtheirpetrifiedfacestotheredenvelope. 

           "What’saHowler?"hesaid. 

           ButRon’swholeattentionwasfixedontheletter,whichhadbeguntosmokeatthecorners. 

           "Openit,"Nevilleurged."It’llallbeoverinafewminutes—" 

           Ronstretchedoutashakinghand,easedtheenvelopefromErrol’sbeak,andslititopen.Nevillestuffedhisfingersinhisears.Asplitsecondlater,Harryknewwhy. Hethoughtforamomentithadexploded;aroarofsoundfilledthehugehall,shakingdustfromtheceiling. 

           "-STEALINGTHECAR,IWOULDN’THAVEBEENSURPRISEDIFTHEY’DEXPELLEDYOU,YOUWAITTILLIGETHOLDOFYOU,IDON’TSUPPOSEYOUSTOPPEDTOTHINKWHATYOURFATHERANDIWENTTHROUGHWHENWESAWITWASGONE—" 

           Mrs.Weasleysyells,ahundredtimeslouderthanusual,madetheplatesandspoonsrattleonthetable,andechoeddeafeninglyoffthestonewalls.