Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Talons and Tea Leaves
Ittookthemsolongtofindherclassroomthat,earlyastheyhadleftDivination,theywereonlyjustintime.
Harrychoseaseatrightatthebackoftheroom,feelingasthoughheweresittinginaverybrightspotlight;therestoftheclasskeptshootingfurtiveglancesathim,asthoughhewereabouttodropdeadatanymoment.HehardlyheardwhatProfessorMcGonagallwastellingthemaboutAnimagi(wizardswhocouldtransformatwillintoanimals),andwasn’tevenwatchingwhenshetransformedherselfinfrontoftheireyesintoatabbycatwithspectaclemarkingsaroundhereyes.
"Really,whathasgotintoyoualltoday?"saidProfessorMcGonagall,turningbackintoherselfwithafaintpop,andstaringaroundatthemall."Notthatitmatters,butthat’sthefirsttimemytransformation’snotgotapplausefromaclass."
Everybody’sheadsturnedtowardHarryagain,butnobodyspoke.ThenHermioneraisedherhand.
"Please,Professor,we’vejusthadourfirstDivinationclass,andwewerereadingthetealeaves,and—"
"Ah,ofcourse,"saidProfessorMcGonagall,suddenlyfrowning."Thereisnoneedtosayanymore,MissGranger.Tellme,whichofyouwillbedyingthisyear?"
Everyonestaredather.
"Me,"saidHarry,finally.
"Isee,"saidProfessorMcGonagall,fixingHarrywithherbeadyeyes."Thenyoushouldknow,Potter,thatSibyllTrelawneyhaspredictedthedeathofonestudentayearsinceshearrivedatthisschool.Noneofthemhasdiedyet.Seeingdeathomensisherfavoritewayofgreetinganewclass.
