Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           Harry,whowasnearestthedoor,gotuptolookintothecorridor.Allalongthecarriage,headswerestickingcuriouslyoutoftheircompartments.

           Thetraincametoastopwithajolt,anddistantthudsandbangstoldthemthatluggagehadfallenoutoftheracks.Then,withoutwarning,allthelampswentoutandtheywereplungedintototaldarkness.

           "What’sgoingon?"saidRon’svoicefrombehindHarry.

           "Ouch!"gaspedHermione."Ron,thatwasmyfoot!"

           Harryfelthiswaybacktohisseat.

           "D’youthinkwe’vebrokendown?"

           "Dunno..."

           Therewasasqueakingsound,andHarrysawthedimblackoutlineofRon,wipingapatchcleanonthewindowandpeeringout.

           "There’ssomethingmovingoutthere,"Ronsaid."Ithinkpeoplearecomingaboard..."

           ThecompartmentdoorsuddenlyopenedandsomeonefellpainfullyoverHarry’slegs.

           "Sorry!D’youknowwhat’sgoingon?Ouch!Sorry—"

           "Hullo,Neville,"saidHarry,feelingaroundinthedarkandpullingNevilleupbyhiscloak.

           "Harry?Isthatyou?What’shappening?"

           "Noidea!Sitdown—"