Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           "Staywhereyouare."hesaidinthesamehoarsevoice,andhegotslowlytohisfeetwithhishandfuloffireheldoutinfrontofhim.

           ButthedoorslidslowlyopenbeforeLupincouldreachit.

           Standinginthedoorway,illuminatedbytheshiveringflamesinLupin’shand,wasacloakedfigurethattoweredtotheceiling.Itsfacewascompletelyhiddenbeneathitshood.Harry’seyesdarteddownward,andwhathesawmadehisstomachcontract.Therewasahandprotrudingfromthecloakanditwasglistening,grayish,slimy-looking,andscabbed,likesomethingdeadthathaddecayedinwater....

           Butitwasvisibleonlyforasplitsecond.AsthoughthecreaturebeneaththecloaksensedHarry’sgaze,thehandwassuddenlywithdrawnintothefoldsofitsblackcloak.

           Andthenthethingbeneaththehood,whateveritwas,drewalong,slow,rattlingbreath,asthoughitweretryingtosucksomethingmorethanairfromitssurroundings.

           Anintensecoldsweptoverthemall.Harryfelthisownbreathcatchinhischest.Thecoldwentdeeperthanhisskin.Itwasinsidehischest,itwasinsidehisveryheart...

           Harry’seyesrolledupintohishead.Hecouldn’tsee.Hewasdrowningincold.Therewasarushinginhisearsasthoughofwater.Hewasbeingdraggeddownward,theroaringgrowinglouder...

           Andthen,fromfaraway,heheardscreaming,terrible,terrified,pleadingscreams.Hewantedtohelpwhoeveritwas,hetriedtomovehisarms,butcouldn’t...athickwhitefogwasswirlingaroundhim,insidehim—