Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "We’dbettergetthemuptothecastleandtellsomeone,"saidHarry,pushinghishairoutofhiseyes,tryingtothinkstraight."Come—"

           Butthen,frombeyondtherangeoftheirvision,theyheardayelping,awhining:adoginpain....

           "Sirius,"Harrymuttered,staringintothedarkness.

           Hehadamoment’sindecision,buttherewasnothingtheycoulddoforRonatthemoment,andbythesoundofit,Blackwasintrouble—

           Harrysetoffatarun,Hermionerightbehindhim.Theyelpingseemedtobecomingfromthegroundneartheedgeofthelake.Theypeltedtowardit,andHarry,runningflatout,feltthecoldwithoutrealizingwhatitmustmean-

           Theyelpingstoppedabruptly.Astheyreachedthelakeshore,theysawwhy—Siriushadturnedbackintoaman.Hewascrouchedonallfours,hishandsoverhishead.

           "Nooo,"hemoaned."Nooo...please...."

           AndthenHarrysawthem.Dementors,atleastahundredofthem,glidinginablackmassaroundthelaketowardthem.Hespunaround,thefamiliar,icycoldpenetratinghisinsides,fogstartingtoobscurehisvision;morewereappearingoutofthedarknessoneveryside;theywereencirclingthem....

           "Hermione,thinkofsomethinghappy!"Harryyelled,raisinghiswand,blinkingfuriouslytotryandclearhisvision,shakinghisheadtoriditofthefaintscreamingthathadstartedinsideit—

           I’mgoingtolivewithmygodfather.I’mleavingtheDursleys.