Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           Harryhadbeeninhereonlyoncebefore,andhehadbeeninveryserioustroublethentoo.Snapehadacquiredafewmoreslimyhorriblethingsinjarssincelasttime,allstandingonshelvesbehindhisdesk,glintinginthefirelightandaddingtothethreateningatmosphere.

           "Sit,"saidSnape.

           Harrysat.Snape,however,remained,standing.

           "Mr.Malfoyhasjustbeentoseemewithastrangestory,Potter,"saidSnape.

           Harrydidn’tsayanything.

           "HetellsmethathewasupbytheShriekingShackwhenheranintoWeasley—apparentlyalone."

           Still,Harrydidn’tspeak.

           "Mr.MalfoystatesthathewasstandingtalkingtoWeasley,whenalargeamountofmudhithiminthebackofthehead.Howdoyouthinkthatcouldhavehappened?"

           Harrytriedtolookmildlysurprised.

           "Idon’tknow,Professor."

           Snape’seyeswereboringintoHarry’s.ItwasexactlyliketryingtostaredownaHippogriff.Harrytriedhardnottoblink.

           "Mr.Malfoythensawanextraordinaryapparition.Canyouimaginewhatitmighthavebeen,Potter?"

           "No,"saidHarry,nowtryingtosoundinnocentlycurious.

           "Itwasyourhead,Potter.Floatinginmidair."

           Therewasalongsilence.

           "Maybehe’dbettergotoMadamPomfrey,"saidHarry."Ifhe’sseeingthingslike—"

           "WhatwouldyourheadhavebeendoinginHogsmeade,Potter?"saidSnapesoftly."YourheadisnotallowedinHogsmeade.NopartofyourbodyhaspermissiontobeinHogsmeade."

           "Iknowthat,"saidHarry,strivingtokeephisfacefreeofguiltorfear.