Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана

           Therewassomescattered,ratherunenthusiasticapplause.OnlythosewhohadbeeninthecompartmentonthetrainwithProfessorLupinclappedhard,Harryamongthem.ProfessorLupinlookedparticularlyshabbynexttoalltheotherteachersintheirbestrobes.

           "LookatSnape!"RonhissedinHarry’sear.

           ProfessorSnape,thePotionsmaster,wasstaringalongthestafftableatProfessorLupin.ItwascommonknowledgethatSnapewantedtheDefenseAgainsttheDarkArtsjob,butevenHarry,whohatedSnape,wasstartledattheexpressiontwistinghisthin,sallowface.itwasbeyondanger:itwasloathing.Harryknewthatexpressiononlytoowell;itwasthelookSnapeworeeverytimeheseteyesonHarry.

           "Astooursecondnewappointment,"DumbledorecontinuedasthelukewarmapplauseforProfessorLupindiedaway."Well,IamsorrytotellyouthatProfessorKettleburn,ourCareofMagicalCreaturesteacher,retiredattheendoflastyearinordertoenjoymoretimewithhisremaininglimbs.However,IamdelightedtosaythathisplacewillbefilledbynoneotherthanRubeusHagrid,whohasagreedtotakeonthisteachingjobinadditiontohisgamekeepingduties."

           Harry,Ron,andHermionestaredatoneanother,stunned.Thentheyjoinedinwiththeapplause,whichwastumultuousattheGryffindortableinparticular.HarryleanedforwardtoseeHagrid,whowasrubyredinthefaceandstaringdownathisenormoushands,hiswidegrinhiddeninthetangleofhisblackbeard.

           "Weshould’veknown!"Ronroared,poundingthetable."Whoelsewouldhaveassignedusabitingbook?"