Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           Harrywatchedtheglitteringheelsmarchawayandbackagain.Hisheartwaspoundinguncomfortablyinhisthroat.Whyhadn’titoccurredtohimthatthiswasthelastweekendoftermfortheteacherstoo?Andhowlongweretheygoingtositthere?HeneededtimetosneakbackintoHoneydukesifhewantedtoreturntoschooltonight...Hermione’sleggaveanervoustwitchnexttohim.

           "So,whatbringsyoutothisneckofthewoods,Minister?"cameMadamRosmerta’svoice.

           HarrysawthelowerpartofFudge’sthickbodytwistinhischairasthoughhewerecheckingforeavesdroppers.Thenhesaidinaquietvoice,"Whatelse,m’dear,butSiriusBlack?IdaresayyouheardwhathappenedupattheschoolatHalloween?"

           "Ididheararumor,"admittedMadamRosmerta.

           "Didyoutellthewholepub,Hagrid?"saidProfessorMcGonagallexasperatedly.

           "DoyouthinkBlack’sstillinthearea,Minister?"whisperedMadamRosmerta.

           "I’msureofit,"saidFudgeshortly.

           "YouknowthattheDementorshavesearchedthewholevillagetwice?"saidMadamRosmerta,aslightedgetohervoice."Scaredallmycustomersaway...It’sverybadforbusiness,Minister."

           "Rosmerta,dear,Idon’tlikethemanymorethanyoudo,"saidFudgeuncomfortably."Necessaryprecaution...unfortunate,butthereyouare...I’vejustmetsomeofthem.They’reinafuryagainstDumbledore—hewon’tlettheminsidethecastlegrounds."

           "Ishouldthinknot,"saidProfessorMcGonagallsharply.