Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Owl Post Again
NeitherRonnorHermionefeltlikegoing,however,sotheyandHarrywanderedontothegrounds,stilltalkingabouttheextraordinaryeventsofthepreviousnightandwonderingwhereSiriusandBuckbeakwerenow.Sittingnearthelake,watchingthegiantsquidwavingitstentacleslazilyabovethewater,Harrylostthethreadoftheconversationashelookedacrosstotheoppositebank.Thestaghadgallopedtowardhimfromtherejustlastnight....
Ashadowfellacrossthemandtheylookeduptoseeaverybleary-eyedHagrid,moppinghissweatyfacewithoneofhistablecloth-sizedhandkerchiefsandbeamingdownatthem.
"KnowIshouldn’feelhappy,afterwha’happenedlas’night,"hesaid."Imean,Blackescapin’again,an,everythin’—butguesswhat?"
"What?"theysaid,pretendingtolookcurious.
"Beaky!Heescaped!He’sfree!Bincelebratin’allnight!"
"That’swonderful!"saidHermione,givingRonareprovinglookbecausehelookedasthoughhewasclosetolaughing.
"Yeah...can’t’vetiedhimupproperly,"saidHagrid,gazinghappilyoutoverthegrounds."Iwasworriedthismornin’,mind...thoughthemightametProfessorLupinonthegrounds,butLupinsaysheneverateanythin’las’night...."
"What?"saidHarryquickly.
"Blimey,haven’yehheard?"saidHagrid,hissmilefadingalittle.Heloweredhisvoice,eventhoughtherewasnobodyinsight."Er—SnapetoldalltheSlytherinsthismornin’....Thoughteveryone’dknowbynow...ProfessorLupin’sawerewolf,see.An’hewaslooseonthegroundslas’night....
