Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "Shameitdoesn’tcomewithaparachute—incaseyougettoonearaDementor."

           CrabbeandGoylesniggered.

           "Pityyoucan’tattachanextraarmtoyours,Malfoy,"saidHarry."ThenitcouldcatchtheSnitchforyou."

           TheGryffindorteamlaughedloudly.Malfoy’spaleeyesnarrowed,andhestalkedaway.TheywatchedhimrejointherestoftheSlytherinteam,whoputtheirheadstogether,nodoubtaskingMalfoywhetherHarry’sbroomreallywasaFirebolt.

           Ataquartertoeleven,theGryffindorteamsetoffforthelockerrooms.Theweathercouldn’thavebeenmoredifferentfromtheirmatchagainstHufflepuff.Itwasaclear,cooldaywithaverylightbreeze;therewouldbenovisibilityproblemsthistime,andHarry,thoughnervous,wasstartingtofeeltheexcitementonlyaQuidditchmatchcouldbring.Theycouldheartherestoftheschoolmovingintothestadiumbeyond.Harrytookoffhisblackschoolrobes,removedhiswandfromhispocket,andstuckitinsidetheT-shirthewasgoingtowearunderhisQuidditchrobes.Heonlyhopedhewouldn’tneedit.HewonderedsuddenlywhetherProfessorLupinwasinthecrowd,watching.

           "Youknowwhatwe’vegottodo,"saidWoodastheypreparedtoleavethelockerrooms."Ifwelosethismatch,we’reoutoftherunning.just—justflylikeyoudidinpracticeyesterday,andwe’llbeokay!"

           Theywalkedoutontothefieldtotumultuousapplause.TheRavenclawteam,dressedinblue,werealreadystandinginthemiddleofthefield.TheirSeeker,ChoChang,wastheonlygirlontheirteam.