Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "Whatdoyoureckon?"Ronaskedthecat."Definitelyanowl?"

           Crookshankspurred.

           "That’sgoodenoughforme,"saidRonhappily."He’smine."

           HarryreadandrereadtheletterfromSiriusallthewaybackintoKing’sCrossstation.Itwasstillclutchedtightlyinhishandashe,Ron,andHermionesteppedbackthroughthebarrierofplatformnineandthree-quarters.HarryspottedUncleVernonatonce.HewasstandingagooddistancefromMr.andMrs.Weasley,eyeingthemsuspiciously,andwhenMrs.WeasleyhuggedHarryingreeting,hisworstsuspicionsaboutthemseemedconfirmed.

           "I’llcallabouttheWorldCup!"RonyelledafterHarryasHarrybidhimandHermionegood-bye,thenwheeledthetrolleybearinghistrunkandHedwig’scagetowardUncleVernon,whogreetedhiminhisusualfashion.

           "What’sthat?"hesnarled,staringattheenvelopeHarrywasstillclutchinginhishand."Ifit’sanotherformformetosign,you’vegotanother—"

           "It’snot,"saidHarrycheerfully."It’saletterfrommygodfather."

           "Godfather?"sputteredUncleVernon."Youhaven’tgotagodfather!"

           "Yes,Ihave,"saidHarrybrightly."Hewasmymumanddad’sbestfriend.He’saconvictedmurderer,buthe’sbrokenoutofwizardprisonandhe’sontherun.Helikestokeepintouchwithme,though...keepupwithmynews...checkifI’mhappy..."

           And,grinningbroadlyatthelookofhorroronUncleVernon’sface,Harrysetofftowardthestationexit,Hedwigrattlingalonginfrontofhim,forwhatlookedlikeamuchbettersummerthanthelast.