Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           MalfoyelbowedpastHermionetoblockHarry’swayupthestonestepstothecastle,hisfacegleefulandhispaleeyesglintingmaliciously.

           "Shoveoff,Malfoy,"saidRon,whosejawwasclenched.

           "Didyoufaintaswell,Weasley?"saidMalfoyloudly."DidthescaryoldDementorfrightenyoutoo,Weasley?"

           "Isthereaproblem?"saidamildvoice.ProfessorLupinhadjustgottenoutofthenextcarriage.

           MalfoygaveProfessorLupinaninsolentstare,whichtookinthepatchesonhisrobesandthedilapidatedsuitcase.Withatinyhintofsarcasminhisvoice,hesaid,"Oh,no—er—Professor,"thenhesmirkedatCrabbeandGoyleandledthemupthestepsintothecastle.

           HermioneproddedRoninthebacktomakehimhurry,andthethreeofthemjoinedthecrowdswarmingupthesteps,throughthegiantoakfrontdoors,intothecavernousEntranceHall,whichwaslitwithflamingtorches,andhousedamagnificentmarblestaircasethatledtotheupperfloors.

           ThedoorintotheGreatHallstoodopenattheright;Harryfollowedthecrowdtowardit,buthadbarelyglimpsedtheenchantedceiling,whichwasblackandcloudytonight,whenavoicecalled,"Potter!Granger!Iwanttoseeyouboth!"

           HarryandHermioneturnedaround,surprised.ProfessorMcGonagall,TransfigurationteacherandheadofGryffindorHouse,wascallingovertheheadsofthecrowd.Shewasasternlookingwitchwhoworeherhairinatightbun;hersharpeyeswereframedwithsquarespectacles.Harryfoughthiswayovertoherwithafeelingofforeboding:ProfessorMcGonagallhadawayofmakinghimfeelhemusthavedonesomethingwrong.