Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

The Hungarian Horntail

           Thenhesaid,"How’sHarry?"

           "Fine,"saidHagrid.Hewasstillgazingattheeggs.

           "Justhopehe’sstillfineafterhe’sfacedthislot,"saidCharliegrimly,lookingoutoverthedragons’enclosure."Ididn’tdaretellMumwhathe’sgottodoforthefirsttask;she’salreadyhavingkittensabouthim...."Charlieimitatedhismother’sanxiousvoice."’Howcouldtheylethimenterthattournament,he’smuchtooyoung!Ithoughttheywereallsafe,Ithoughttherewasgoingtobeanagelimit!’ShewasinfloodsafterthatDailyProphetarticleabouthim.’Hestillcriesabouthisparents!Ohblesshim,Ineverknew!’"

           Harryhadhadenough.TrustingtothefactthatHagridwouldn’tmisshim,withtheattractionsoffourdragonsandMadameMaximetooccupyhim,heturnedsilentlyandbegantowalkaway,backtothecastle.

           Hedidn’tknowwhetherhewasgladhe’dseenwhatwascomingornot.Perhapsthiswaywasbetter.Thefirstshockwasovernow.Maybeifhe’dseenthedragonsforthefirsttimeonTuesday,hewouldhavepassedoutcoldinfrontofthewholeschool...butmaybehewouldanyway....Hewasgoingtobearmedwithhiswand-which,justnow,feltlikenothingmorethananarrowstripofwood-againstafifty-foot-high,scaly,spike-ridden,fire-breathingdragon.Andhehadtogetpastit.Witheveryonewatching.

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