Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
Owl Post Again
"Ouch!"Thetinyowlnowhootinghappilyinhishand,hadnibbledoneofhisfingersinwhatitseemedtothinkwasanaffectionateway.
—CrookshankstooktheordertotheOwlOfficeforme.IusedyournamebuttoldthemtotakethegoldfrommyownGringottsvault.Pleaseconsideritasthirteenbirthdays’worthofpresentsfromyourgodfather.
IwouldalsoliketoapologizeforthefrightIthinkIgaveyouthatnightlastyearwhenyouleftyouruncle’shouse.Ihadonlyhopedtogetaglimpseofyoubeforestartingmyjourneynorth,butIthinkthesightofmealarmedyou.
Iamenclosingsomethingelseforyou,whichIthinkwillmakeyournextyearatHogwartsmoreenjoyable.
Ifeveryouneedme,sendword.Yourowlwillfindme.
I’llwriteagainsoon.
Sirius
Harrylookedeagerlyinsidetheenvelope.Therewasanotherpieceofparchmentinthere.Hereaditthroughquicklyandfeltsuddenlyaswarmandcontentedasthoughhe’dswallowedabottleofhotbutterbeerinonegulp.
I,SiriusBlack,HarryPotter’sgodfather,herebygivehimpermissiontovisitHogsmeadeonweekends."That’llbegoodenoughforDumbledore!"saidHarryhappily.HelookedbackatSirius’sletter."Hangon,there’saPS...."
IthoughtyourfriendRonmightliketokeepthisowl,asit’smyfaulthenolongerhasarat.
Ron’seyeswidened.Theminuteowlwasstillhootingexcitedly."Keephim?"hesaiduncertainly.Helookedcloselyattheowlforamoment;then,toHarry’sandHermione’sgreatsurprise,heheldhimoutforCrookshankstosniff
