Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           Hewasinacellar,whichwasfullofwoodencratesandboxes.Harryclimbedoutofthetrapdoorandreplacedit—itblendedsoperfectlywiththedustyfloorthatitwasimpossibletotellitwasthere.Harrycreptslowlytowardthewoodenstaircasethatledupstairs.Nowhecoulddefinitelyhearvoices,nottomentionthetinkleofabellandtheopeningandshuttingofadoor.

           Wonderingwhatheoughttodo,hesuddenlyheardadooropenmuchcloserathand;somebodywasabouttocomedownstairs.

           "AndgetanotherboxofJellySlugs,dear,they’venearlycleanedusout—"saidawoman’svoice.

           Apairoffeetwascomingdownthestaircase.Harryleaptbehindanenormouscrateandwaitedforthefootstepstopass.Heheardthemanshiftingboxesagainsttheoppositewall.Hemightnotgetanotherchance—

           Quicklyandsilently,Harrydodgedoutfromhishidingplaceandclimbedthestairs;lookingback,hesawanenormousbacksideandshinybaldhead,buriedinabox.Harryreachedthedooratthetopofthestairs,slippedthroughit,andfoundhimselfbehindthecounterofHoneydukes—heducked,creptsideways,andthenstraightenedup.

           HoneydukeswassocrowdedwithHogwartsstudentsthatnoonelookedtwiceatHarry.Heedgedamongthem,lookingaround,andsuppressedalaughasheimaginedthelookthatwouldspreadoverDudley’spiggyfaceifhecouldseewhereHarrywasnow.

           Therewereshelvesuponshelvesofthemostsucculent-lookingsweetsimaginable.