Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Quidditch Final
"IdonotexpectanyofyoutoSeewhenfirstyoupeerintotheOrb’sinfinitedepths.Weshallstartbypracticingrelaxingtheconsciousmindandexternaleyes—"Ronbegantosniggeruncontrollablyandhadtostuffhisfistinhismouthtostiflethenoise—"soastocleartheInnerEyeandthesuperconscious.Perhaps,ifwearelucky,someofyouwillseebeforetheendoftheclass."
Andsotheybegan.Harry,atleast,feltextremelyfoolish,staringblanklyatthecrystalball,tryingtokeephismindemptywhenthoughtssuchas"thisisstupid"keptdriftingacrossit.Itdidn’thelpthatRonkeptbreakingintosilentgigglesandHermionekepttutting.
"Seenanythingyet?"Harryaskedthemafteraquarterofanhour’squietcrystalgazing.
"Yeah,there’saburnonthistable,"saidRon,pointing."Someone’sspilledtheircandle."
"Thisissuchawasteoftime,"Hermionehissed."Icouldbepracticingsomethinguseful.IcouldbecatchinguponCheeringCharms—"
ProfessorTrelawneyrustledpast.
"WouldanyonelikemetohelptheminterprettheshadowyportentswithintheirOrb?"shemurmuredovertheclinkingofherbangles.
"Idon’tneedhelp,"Ronwhispered."It’sobviouswhatthismeans.There’sgoingtobeloadsoffogtonight."
BothHarryandHermioneburstoutlaughing.
"Now,really!"saidProfessorTrelawneyaseveryone’sheadsturnedintheirdirection.ParvatiandLavenderwerelookingscandalized."Youaredisturbingtheclairvoyantvibrations!"Sheapproachedtheirtableandpeeredintotheircrystalball.
