Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Professor Trelawney’s Prediction
"Ifheseesyou...Howdoyouopenthewitch’shumpagain?"
"You—youtapitandsay,’Dissendium,’"saidHarry."But—"
Hermionedidn’twaitfortherestofhissentence;shestrodeacrosstheroom,pushedopentheFatLady’sportraitandvanishedfromsight.
"Shehasn’tgonetogetit?"Ronsaid,staringafterher.
Shehad.Hermionereturnedaquarterofanhourlaterwiththesilverycloakfoldedcarefullyunderherrobes.
"Hermione,Idon’tknowwhat’sgotten,intoyoulately!"saidRon,astounded."FirstyouhitMalfoy,thenyouwalkoutonProfessorTrelawney—"
Hermionelookedratherflattered.
Theywentdowntodinnerwitheverybodyelse,butdidnotreturntoGryffindorTowerafterward.Harryhadthecloakhiddendownthefrontofhisrobes;hehadtokeephisarmsfoldedtohidethelump.Theyskulkedinanemptychamberofftheentrancehall,listening,untiltheyweresureitwasdeserted.Theyheardalastpairofpeoplehurryingacrossthehallandadoorslamming.Hermionepokedherheadaroundthedoor.
"Okay,"shewhispered,"noonethere—cloakon—"
Walkingveryclosetogethersothatnobodywouldseethem,theycrossedthehallontiptoebeneaththecloak,thenwalkeddownthestonefrontstepsintothegrounds.ThesunwasalreadysinkingbehindtheForbiddenForest,gildingthetopbranchesofthetrees.
TheyreachedHagrid’scabinandknocked.Hewasaminuteinanswering,andwhenhedid,helookedallaroundforhisvisitor,pale-facedandtrembling.
"It’sus,"Harryhissed."We’rewearingtheInvisibilityCloak.
