Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Servant of Lord Voldemort
"Likefather,likeson,Potter!Ihavejustsavedyourneck;youshouldbethankingmeonbendedknee!Youwouldhavebeenwellservedifhe’dkilledyou!You’dhavediedlikeyourfather,tooarroganttobelieveyoumightbemistakeninBlack—nowgetoutoftheway,orIwillmakeyou.GETOUTOFTHEWAY,POTTER!"
Harrymadeuphismindinasplitsecond.BeforeSnapecouldtakeevenonesteptowardhim,hehadraisedhiswand.
"Expelliarmus!"heyelled—exceptthathiswasn’ttheonlyvoicethatshouted.Therewasablastthatmadethedoorrattleonitshinges;Snapewasliftedoffhisfeetandslammedintothewall,thensliddownittothefloor,atrickleofbloodoozingfromunderhishair.Hehadbeenknockedout.
Harrylookedaround.BothRonandHermionehadtriedtodisarmSnapeatexactlythesamemoment.Snape’swandsoaredinahigharcandlandedonthebednexttoCrookshanks.
"Youshouldn’thavedonethat,"saidBlack,lookingatHarry.
"Youshouldhavelefthimtome...."
HarryavoidedBlack’seyes.Hewasn’tsure,evennow,thathe’ddonetherightthing.
"Weattackedateacher...Weattackedateacher..."Hermionewhimpered,staringatthelifelessSnapewithfrightenedeyes."Oh,we’regoingtobeinsomuchtrouble—"
Lupinwasstrugglingagainsthisbonds.Blackbentdownquicklyanduntiedhim.Lupinstraightenedup,rubbinghisarmswheretheropeshadcutintothem.
"Thankyou,Harry,"hesaid.
"I’mstillnotsayingIbelieveyou,"hetoldLupin.
"Thenit’stimeweofferedyousomeproof,"saidLupin.
