Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Firebolt
ButHarrycouldn’tbringhimselftodoit,notnowthathesawHagridsomiserableandscared.
"Listen,Hagrid,"hesaid,"youcan’tgiveup.Hermione’sright,Youjustneedagooddefense.Youcancallusaswitnesses—"
"I’msureI’vereadaboutacaseofHippogriff-baiting,"saidHermionethoughtfully,"wheretheHippogriffgotoff.I’lllookitupforyou,Hagrid,andseeexactlywhathappened."
Hagridhowledstillmoreloudly.HarryandHermionelookedatRontohelpthem.
"Er—shallImakeacupoftea?"saidRon.
Harrystaredathim.
"It’swhatmymumdoeswheneversomeone’supset,"Ronmuttered,shrugging.
Atlast,aftermanymoreassurancesofhelp,withasteamingmugofteainfrontofhim,Hagridblewhisnoseonahandkerchiefthesizeofatableclothandsaid,"Yerright.Ican’affordtogoterpieces.Gottapullmeselftogether..."
FangtheboarhoundcametimidlyoutfromunderthetableandlaidhisheadonHagrid’sknee.
"I’venotbinmeselflately,"saidHagrid,strokingFangwithonehandandmoppinghisfacewiththeother."Worriedabou’Buckbeak,an’noonelikin’meclasses—"
"Wedolikethem!"liedHermioneatonce.
"Yeah,they’regreat!"saidRon,crossinghisfingersunderthetable."Er—howaretheflobberworms?"
"Dead,"saidHagridgloomily."Toomuchlettuce."
"Ohno!"saidRon,hisliptwitching.
"An’themDementorsmakemefeelruddyterriblean’all,"saidHagrid,withasuddenshudder."Gottawalkpast’emev’rytimeIwantadrinkintheThreeBroomsticks.
