Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Servant of Lord Voldemort
"I’dliketoclearuponeortwolittlematterswithyou,Peter,ifyou’llbeso—"
"He’scometotryandkillmeagain!"Pettigrewsqueakedsuddenly,pointingatBlack,andHarrysawthatheusedhismiddlefinger,becausehisindexwasmissing."HekilledLilyandJamesandnowhe’sgoingtokillmetoo...You’vegottohelpme,Remus...."
Black’sfacelookedmoreskull-likethaneverashestaredatPettigrewwithhisfathomlesseyes.
"Noone’sgoingtotryandkillyouuntilwe’vesortedafewthingsout,"saidLupin.
"Sortedthingsout?"squealedPettigrew,lookingwildlyabouthimoncemore,eyestakingintheboardedwindowsand,again,theonlydoor."Iknewhe’dcomeafterme!Iknewhe’dbebackforme!I’vebeenwaitingforthisfortwelveyears!"
"YouknewSiriuswasgoingtobreakoutofAzkaban?"saidLupin,hisbrowfurrowed."Whennobodyhaseverdoneitbefore?"
"He’sgotdarkpowerstherestofuscanonlydreamof!"Pettigrewshoutedshrilly."Howelsedidhegetoutofthere?IsupposeHe-Who-Must-Not-Be-Namedtaughthimafewtricks!"
Blackstartedtolaugh,ahorrible,mirthlesslaughthatfilledthewholeroom.
"Voldemort,teachmetricks?"hesaid.
PettigrewflinchedasthoughBlackhadbrandishedawhipathim.
"What,scaredtohearyouroldmaster’sname?"saidBlack."Idon’tblameyou,Peter.Hislotaren’tveryhappywithyou,arethey?"
"Don’tknowwhatyoumean,Sirius—"mutteredPettigrew,hisbreathingfasterthanever.Hiswholefacewasshiningwithsweatnow.
