Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "EndofOctober.Halloween."

           "Excellent,"saidFred,whohadfollowedHarrythroughtheportraithole."IneedtovisitZonko’s.I’mnearlyoutofStinkPellets."

           HarrythrewhimselfintoachairbesideRon,hishighspiritsebbingaway.Hermioneseemedtoreadhismind.

           "Harry,I’msureyou’llbeabletogonexttime,"shesaid."They’reboundtocatchBlacksoon.He’sbeensightedoncealready."

           "Black’snotfoolenoughtotryanythinginHogsmeade,"saidRon."AskMcGonagallifyoucangothistime,Harry.Thenextonemightnotbeforages—"

           "Ron!"saidHermione."Harry’ssupposedtostayinschool—"

           "Hecan’tbetheonlythirdyearleftbehind,"saidRon."AskMcGonagall,goon,Harry—"

           "Yeah,IthinkIwill,"saidHarry,makinguphismind.

           Hermioneopenedhermouthtoargue,butatthatmomentCrookshanksleaptlightlyontoherlap.Alarge,deadspiderwasdanglingfromhismouth.

           "Doeshehavetoeatthatinfrontofus?"saidRon,scowling.

           "CleverCrookshanks,didyoucatchthatallbyyourself?"saidHermione.

           Crookshanks;slowlychewedupthespider,hisyelloweyesfixedinsolentlyonRon.

           "Justkeephimoverthere,that’sall,"saidRonirritably,turningbacktohisstarchart."I’vegotScabbersasleepinmybag."

           Harryyawned.Hereallywantedtogotobed,buthestillhadhisownstarcharttocomplete.Hepulledhisbagtowardhim,tookoutparchment,ink,andquill,andstartedwork.

           "Youcancopymine,ifyoulike,"saidRon,labelinghislaststarwithaflourishandshovingthecharttowardHarry.