Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Servant of Lord Voldemort
"Ron,Ican’tmendbonesnearlyaswellasMadamPomfrey,soIthinkit’sbestifwejuststrapyourlegupuntilwecangetyoutothehospitalwing."
HehurriedovertoRon,bentdown,tappedRon’slegwithhiswand,andmuttered,"Ferula."BandagesspunupRon’sleg,strappingittightlytoasplint.Lupinhelpedhimtohisfeet;Ronputhisweightgingerlyontheleganddidn’twince.
"That’sbetter,"hesaid."Thanks."
"WhataboutProfessorSnape?"saidHermioneinasmallvoice,lookingdownatSnape’spronefigure.
"There’snothingseriouslywrongwithhim,"saidLupin,bendingoverSnapeandcheckinghispulse."Youwerejustalittle—overenthusiastic.Stilloutcold.Er—perhapsitwillbebestifwedon’trevivehimuntilwe’resafetybackinthecastle.Wecantakehimlikethis...."
Hemuttered,"Mobilicorpus."AsthoughinvisiblestringsweretiedtoSnape’swrists,neck,andknees,hewaspulledintoastandingposition,headstilllollingunpleasantly,likeagrotesquepuppet.Hehungafewinchesabovetheground,hislimpfeetdangling.LupinpickeduptheInvisibilityCloakandtuckeditsafelyintohispocket.
"Andtwoofusshouldbechainedtothis,"saidBlack,nudgingPettigrewwithhistoe."Justtomakesure."
"I’lldoit,"saidLupin.
"Andme,"saidRonsavagely,limpingforward.
Blackconjuredheavymanaclesfromthinair;soonPettigrewwasuprightagain,leftarmchainedtoLupin’sright,rightarmtoRon’sleft.Ron’sfacewasset.HeseemedtohavetakenScabbers’strueidentityasapersonalinsult
