Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           HarrygotoffhisbroomandlookeduptoseeagaggleofGryffindorsupporterssprintingontothefield,Roninthelead.Beforeheknewit,hehadbeenengulfedbythecheeringcrowd.

           "Yes!"Ronyelled,yankingHarry’sarmintotheair."Yes!Yes!"

           "Welldone,Harry!"saidPercy,lookingdelighted."TenGalleonstome!MustfindPenelope,excuseme—"

           "Goodforyou,Harry!"roaredSeamusFinnigan.

           "Ruddybrilliant!"boomedHagridovertheheadsofthemillingGryffindors.

           "ThatwasquitesomePatronus,"saidavoiceinHarry’sear.

           HarryturnedaroundtoseeProfessorLupin,wholookedbothshakenandpleased.

           "TheDementorsdidn’taffectmeatall!"Harrysaidexcitedly."Ididn’tfeelathing!"

           "Thatwouldbebecausethey—er—weren’tDementors,"saidProfessorLupin."Comeandsee—"

           HeledHarryoutofthecrowduntiltheywereabletoseetheedgeofthefield.

           "YougaveMr.Malfoyquiteafright,"saidLupin.

           Harrystared.LyinginacrumpledheaponthegroundwereMalfoy,Crabbe,Goyle,andMarcusFlint,theSlytherinteamCaptain,allstrugglingtoremovethemselvesfromlong,black,hoodedrobes.ItlookedasthoughMalfoyhadbeenstandingonGoyle’sshoulders.Standingoverthem,withanexpressionoftheutmostfuryonherface,wasProfessorMcGonagall.

           "Anunworthytrick!"shewasshouting.