Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Marauder’s Map
"Howarewesupposedtoteachwiththosehorrorsfloatingaround?"
"Hear,hear!"squeakedtinyProfessorFlitwick,whosefeetweredanglingafootfromtheground.
"Allthesame,"demurredFudge,"theyareheretoprotectyouallfromsomethingmuchworse...WeallknowwhatBlack’scapableof..."
"Doyouknow,Istillhavetroublebelievingit,"saidMadamRosmertathoughtfully."OfallthepeopletogoovertotheDarkSide,SiriusBlackwasthelastI’dhavethought...Imean,IrememberhimwhenhewasaboyatHogwarts.Ifyou’dtoldmethenwhathewasgoingtobecome,I’dhavesaidyou’dhadtoomuchmead."
"Youdon’tknowthehalfofit,Rosmerta,"saidFudgegruffly."Theworsthedidisn’twidelyknown."
"Theworst?"saidMadamRosmerta,hervoicealivewithcuriosity."Worsethanmurderingallthosepoorpeople,youmean?"
"Icertainlydo,"saidFudge.
"Ican’tbelievethat.Whatcouldpossiblybeworse?"
"YousayyourememberhimatHogwarts,Rosmerta,"murmuredProfessorMcGonagall."Doyourememberwhohisbestfriendwas?"
"Naturally,"saidMadamRosmerta,withasmalllaugh."Neversawonewithouttheother,didyou?ThenumberoftimesIhadtheminhere—ooh,theyusedtomakemelaugh.Quitethedoubleact,SiriusBlackandJamesPotter!"
Harrydroppedhistankardwithaloudclunk.Ronkickedhim.
"Precisely,"saidProfessorMcGonagall."BlackandPotter.Ringleadersoftheirlittlegang."
