Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           Harryfelthisheartsinking.Hewassureheknewwhatwascoming—

           "Thereissomethinghere!"ProfessorTrelawneywhispered,loweringherfacetotheball,sothatitwasreflectedtwiceinherhugeglasses."Somethingmoving...butwhatisit?"

           Harrywaspreparedtobeteverythingheowned,IncludinghisFirebolt,thatitwasn’tgoodnews,whateveritwas.Andsureenough—

           "Mydear,"ProfessorTrelawneybreathed,gazingupatHarry."Itishere,plainerthaneverbefore...mydear,stalkingtowardyou,growingevercloser...theGr—"

           "Oh,forgoodness’sake!"saidHermioneloudly."NotthatridiculousGrimagain!"

           ProfessorTrelawneyraisedherenormouseyestoHermione’sface.ParvatiwhisperedsomethingtoLavender,andtheybothglaredatHermionetoo.ProfessorTrelawneystoodup,surveyingHermionewithunmistakableanger.

           "Iamsorrytosaythatfromthemomentyouhavearrivedinthisclassmydear,ithasbeenapparentthatyoudonothavewhatthenobleartofDivinationrequires.Indeed,Idon’trememberevermeetingastudentwhosemindwassohopelesslymundane."

           Therewasamoment’ssilence.Then—

           "Fine!"saidHermionesuddenly,gettingupandcrammingUnfoggingtheFuturebackintoherbag."Fine!"sherepeated,swingingthebagoverhershoulderandalmostknockingRonoffhischair."Igiveup!I’mleaving!"

           Andtothewholeclass’samazement,Hermionestrodeovertothetrapdoor,kickeditopen,andclimbeddowntheladderoutofsight.

           Ittookafewminutesfortheclasstosettledownagain.