Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           RagesuchashehadnotfeltsincehislastnightinPrivetDrivewascoursingthroughhim.Hedidn’tcarethatSnape’sfacehadgonerigid,theblackeyesflashingdangerously.

           "Whatdidyousaytome,Potter?"

           "Itoldyoutoshutupaboutmydad!"Harryyelled."Iknowthetruth,allright?Hesavedyourlife!Dumbledoretoldme!Youwouldn’tevenbehereifitwasn’tformydad!"

           Snape’ssallowskinhadgonethecolorofsourmilk.

           "Anddidtheheadmastertellyouthecircumstancesinwhichyourfathersavedmylife?"hewhispered."OrdidheconsiderthedetailstoounpleasantforpreciousPotter’sdelicateears?"

           Harrybithislip.Hedidn’tknowwhathadhappenedanddidn’twanttoadmitit—butSnapeseemedtohaveguessedthetruth.

           "Iwouldhateforyoutorunawaywithafalseideaofyourfather,Potter,"hesaid,aterriblegrintwistinghisface."Haveyoubeenimaginingsomeactofgloriousheroism?Thenletmecorrectyou—yoursaintlyfatherandhisfriendsplayedahighlyamusingjokeonmethatwouldhaveresultedinmydeathifyourfatherhadn’tgotcoldfeetatthelastmoment.Therewasnothingbraveaboutwhathedid.Hewassavinghisownskinasmuchasmine.Hadtheirjokesucceeded,hewouldhavebeenexpelledfromHogwarts."

           Snape’suneven,yellowishteethwerebared.

           "Turnoutyourpockets,Potter!"hespatsuddenly.

           Harrydidn’tmove.Therewasapoundinginhisears.