Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Knight Bus
Pullinghimselfup,Harrystaredoutofthedarkwindowandsawthattheywerenowbowlingalongacompletelydifferentstreet.StanwaswatchingHarry’sstunnedfacewithgreatenjoyment.
"Thisiswherewewasbeforeyouflaggedusdown,"hesaid."Wherearewe,Ern?SomewhereinWales?"
"Ar,"saidErnie.
"HowcometheMugglesdon’thearthebus?"saidHarry.
"Them!"saidStancontemptuously."Don’listenproperly,dothey?Don’lookproperlyeither.Nevernoticenuffink,theydon’."
"BestgowakeupMadamMarsh,Stan,"saidErn."We’llbeinAbergavennyinaminute."
StanpassedHarry’sbedanddisappearedupanarrowwoodenstaircase.Harrywasstilllookingoutofthewindow,feelingincreasinglynervous.Erniedidn’tseemtohavemasteredtheuseofasteeringwheel.TheKnightBuskeptmountingthepavement,butitdidn’thitanything;linesoflampposts,mailboxes,andtrashcansjumpedoutofitswayasitapproachedandbackintopositiononceithadpassed.
Stancamebackdownstairs,followedbyafaintlygreenwitchwrappedinatravelingcloak.
"’Ereyougo,MadamMarsh,"saidStanhappilyasErnstampedonthebrakeandthebedsslidafootorsotowardthefrontofthebus.MadamMarshclampedahandkerchieftohermouthandtottereddownthesteps.
