Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Flight of the Fat Lady
Hewascarryingagoblet,whichwassmokingfaintly,andstoppedatthesightofHarry,hisblackeyesnarrowing.
"Ah,Severus,"saidLupin,smiling."Thanksverymuch.Couldyouleaveithereonthedeskforme?"
Snapesetdownthesmokinggoblet,hiseyeswanderingbetweenHarryandLupin.
"IwasjustshowingHarrymyGrindylow,"saidLupinpleasantly,pointingatthetank.
"Fascinating,"saidSnape,withoutlookingatit."Youshoulddrinkthatdirectly,Lupin."
"Yes,Yes,Iwill,"saidLupin.
"Imadeanentirecauldronful,"Snapecontinued."Ifyouneedmore."
"Ishouldprobablyhavesomeagaintomorrow.Thanksverymuch,Severus."
"Notatall,"saidSnape,buttherewasalookinhiseyeHarrydidn’tlike.Hebackedoutoftheroom,unsmilingandwatchful.
Harrylookedcuriouslyatthegoblet.Lupinsmiled.
"ProfessorSnapehasverykindlyconcoctedapotionforme,"hesaid."Ihaveneverbeenmuchofapotion-brewerandthisoneisparticularlycomplex."Hepickedupthegobletandsniffedit."Pitysugarmakesituseless,"headded,takingasipandshuddering.
"Why—?"Harrybegan.Lupinlookedathimandansweredtheunfinishedquestion.
"I’vebeenfeelingabitoff-color,"hesaid."Thispotionistheonlythingthathelps.IamveryluckytobeworkingalongsideProfessorSnape;therearen’tmanywizardswhoareuptomakingit."
ProfessorLupintookanothersipandHarryhadacrazyurgetoknockthegobletoutofhishands.
"ProfessorSnape’sveryinterestedintheDarkArts,"heblurtedout.
