Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Grim Defeat
"Diggory’sputaverystrongsidetogether!He’sanexcellentSeeker!Iwasafraidyou’dtakeitlikethis!Wemustn’trelax!Wemustkeepourfocus!Slytherinistryingtowrong-footus!Wemustwin!"
"Oliver,calmdown!"saidFred,lookingslightlyalarmed."We’retakingHufflepuffveryseriously.Seriously."
Thedaybeforethematch,thewindsreachedhowlingpointandtherainfellharderthanever.Itwassodarkinsidethecorridorsandclassroomsthatextratorchesandlanternswerelit.TheSlytherinteamwaslookingverysmugindeed,andnonemoresothanMalfoy.
"Ah,ifonlymyarmwasfeelingabitbetter!"hesighedasthegaleoutsidepoundedthewindows.
Harryhadnoroominhisheadtoworryaboutanythingexceptthematchtomorrow.OliverWoodkepthurryinguptohimbetweenclassesandgivinghimtips.Thethirdtimethishappened,WoodtalkedforsolongthatHarrysuddenlyrealizedhewastenminuteslateforDefenseAgainsttheDarkArts,andsetoffatarunwithWoodshoutingafterhim,"Diggory’sgotaveryfastswerve,Harry,soyoumightwanttotryloopinghim—"
HarryskiddedtoahaltoutsidetheDefenseAgainsttheDarkArtsclassroom,pulledthedooropen,anddashedinside.
"SorryI’mlate,ProfessorLupin.I—"
Butitwasn’tProfessorLupinwholookedupathimfromtheteacher’sdesk;itwasSnape.
