Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "Turnoutyourpockets,orwegostraighttotheheadmaster!Pullthemout,Potter!"

           Coldwithdread,HarryslowlypulledoutthebagofZonko’stricksandtheMarauder’sMap.

           SnappickeduptheZonko’sbag.

           "Rongavethemtome,"saidHarry,prayinghe’dgetachancetotipRonoffbeforeSnapesawhim."HebroughtthembackfromHogsmeadelasttime—"

           "Indeed?Andyou’vebeencarryingthemaroundeversince?Howverytouching...andwhatisthis?"

           Snapehadpickedupthemap.Harrytriedwithallhismighttokeephisfaceimpassive.

           "Sparebitofparchment,"hesaidwithashrug.

           Snapeturneditover,hiseyesonHarry.

           "Surelyyoudon’tneedsuchaveryoldpieceofparchment?"hesaid."Whydon’tIjust—throwthisaway?"

           Hishandmovedtowardthefire.

           "No!"Harrysaidquickly.

           "So!"saidSnape,hislongnostrilsquivering."IsthisanothertreasuredgiftfromMr.Weasley?Orisit—somethingelse?Aletter,perhaps,writtenininvisibleink?Or—instructionstogetintoHogsmeadewithoutpassingtheDementors?"

           Harryblinked.Snape’seyesgleamed.

           "Letmesee,letmesee..."hemuttered,takingouthiswandandsmoothingthemapoutonhisdesk."Revealyoursecret!"hesaid,touchingthewandtotheparchment.

           Nothinghappened.Harryclenchedhishandstostopthemfromshaking.

           "Showyourself!"Snapesaid,tappingthemapsharply.

           Itstayedblank.Harrywastakingdeep,calmingbreaths.

           "ProfessorSeverusSnape,masterofthisschool,commandsyoutoyieldtheinformationyouconceal!"Snapesaid,hittingthemapwithhiswand.