Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Flight of the Fat Lady
LavenderBrownseemedtobecrying.ParvatihadherarmaroundherandwasexplainingsomethingtoSeamusFinniganandDeanThomas,whowerelookingveryserious.
"What’sthematter,Lavender?"saidHermioneanxiouslyasshe,Harry,andRonwenttojointhegroup.
"Shegotaletterfromhomethismorning,"Parvatiwhispered."It’sherrabbit,Binky.He’sbeenkilledbyafox."
"Oh,"saidHermione,"I’msorry,Lavender."
"Ishouldhaveknown!"saidLavendertragically."Youknowwhatdayitis?"
"Er—"
"ThesixteenthofOctober!’Thatthingyou’redreading,itwillhappenonthesixteenthofOctober!’Remember?Shewasright,shewasright!"
ThewholeclasswasgatheredaroundLavendernow.Seamusshookhisheadseriously.Hermionehesitated;thenshesaid,"You—youweredreadingBinkybeingkilledbyafox?"
"Well,notnecessarilybyafox,"saidLavender,lookingupatHermionewithstreamingeyes,"butIwasobviouslydreadinghimdying,wasn’tI?"
"Oh,"saidHermione.Shepausedagain.Then—
"WasBinkyanoldrabbit?"
"N—no!"sobbedLavender."H—hewasonlyababy!"
ParvatitightenedherarmaroundLavender’sshoulders.
"Butthen,whywouldyoudreadhimdying?"saidHermione.
Parvatiglaredather.
"Well,lookatitlogically,"saidHermione,turningtotherestofthegroup."Imean,Binkydidn’tevendietoday,didhe?Lavenderjustgotthenewstoday—"Lavenderwailedloudly."
