Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "Butyou’veachievedagreatdealinaveryshortspaceoftime.IftheDementorsputinanappearanceatyournextQuidditchmatch,Youwillbeabletokeepthematbaylongenoughtogetbacktotheground."

           "Yousaidit’sharderifthereareloadsofthem,"saidHarry.

           "Ihavecompleteconfidenceinyou,"saidLupin,smiling."Here—you’veearnedadrink.SomethingfromtheThreeBroomsticks.Youwon’thavetrieditbefore—"

           Hepulledtwobottlesoutofhisbriefcase.

           "Butterbeer!"saidHarry,withoutthinking."Yeah,Ilikethatstuff!"

           Lupinraisedaneyebrow.

           "Oh—RonandHermionebroughtmesomebackfromHogsmeade,"Harryliedquickly.

           "Isee,"saidLupin,thoughhestilllookedslightlysuspicious."Well—let’sdrinktoaGryffindorvictoryagainstRavenclaw!NotthatI’msupposedtotakesides,asateacher..."headdedhastily.

           Theydrankthebutterbeerinsilence,untilHarryvoicedsomethinghe’dbeenwonderingforawhile.

           "What’sunderaDementor’shood?"

           ProfessorLupinloweredhisbottlethoughtfully.

           "Hmmm...well,theonlypeoplewhoreallyknowareinnoconditiontotellus.Yousee,theDementorlowersitshoodonlytouseitslastandworstweapon."

           "What’sthat?"

           "TheycallittheDementor’sKiss,"saidLupin,withaslightlytwistedsmile."It’swhatDementorsdotothosetheywishtodestroyutterly.Isupposetheremustbesomekindofmouthunderthere,becausetheyclamptheirjawsuponthemouthofthevictimand—andsuckouthissoul."

           Harryaccidentallyspatoutabitofbutterbeer.