Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Talons and Tea Leaves
IfitwerenotforthefactthatIneverspeakillofmycolleagues—"ProfessorMcGonagallbrokeoff,andtheysawthathernostrilshadgonewhite.Shewenton,morecalmly,"Divinationisoneofthemostimprecisebranchesofmagic.IshallnotconcealfromyouthatIhaveverylittlepatiencewithit.TrueSeersareveryrare,andProfessorTrelawney..."
Shestoppedagain,andthensaid,inaverymatter-of-facttone,"Youlookinexcellenthealthtome,Potter,soyouwillexcusemeifIdon’tletyouoffhomeworktoday.Iassureyouthatifyoudie,youneednothanditin."
Hermionelaughed.Harryfeltabitbetter.ItwashardertofeelscaredofalumpoftealeavesawayfromthedimredlightandbefuddlingperfumeofProfessorTrelawney’sclassroom.Noteveryonewasconvinced,however.Ronstilllookedworried,andLavenderwhispered,"ButwhataboutNeville’scup?"
WhentheTransfigurationclasshadfinished,theyjoinedthecrowdthunderingtowardtheGreatHallforlunch.
"Ron,cheerup,"saidHermione,pushingadishofstewtowardhim."YouheardwhatProfessorMcGonagallsaid."
Ronspoonedstewontohisplateandpickeduphisforkbutdidn’tstart.
"Harry,"hesaid,inalow,seriousvoice,"Youhaven’tseenagreatblackdoganywhere,haveyou?"
"Yeah,Ihave,"saidHarry."IsawonethenightIlefttheDursleys’."
Ronlethisforkfallwithaclatter.
"Probablyastray,"saidHermionecalmly.
RonlookedatHermioneasthoughshehadgonemad.
"Hermione,ifHarry’sseenaGrim,that’s—that’sbad,"hesaid.
