Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

Rita Skeeter’s Scoop

           Andsothefirstdayofthenewtermarrived,andHarrysetofftolessons,weigheddownwithbooks,parchment,andquillsasusual,butalsowiththelurkingworryoftheeggheavyinhisstomach,asthoughhewerecarryingthataroundwithhimtoo.

           Snowwasstillthickuponthegrounds,andthegreenhousewindowswerecoveredincondensationsothickthattheycouldn’tseeoutoftheminHerbology.NobodywaslookingforwardtoCareofMagicalCreaturesmuchinthisweather,thoughasRonsaid,theskrewtswouldprobablywarmthemupnicely,eitherbychasingthem,orblastingoffsoforcefullythatHagrid’scabinwouldcatchfire.

           WhentheyarrivedatHagrid’scabin,however,theyfoundanelderlywitchwithcloselycroppedgrayhairandaveryprominentchinstandingbeforehisfrontdoor.

           "Hurryup,now,thebellrangfiveminutesago,"shebarkedatthemastheystruggledtowardherthroughthesnow.

           "Who’reyou?"saidRon,staringather."Where’sHagrid?"

           "MynameisProfessorGrubbly-Plank,"shesaidbriskly."IamyourtemporaryCareofMagicalCreaturesteacher."

           "Where’sHagrid?"Harryrepeatedloudly.

           "Heisindisposed,"saidProfessorGrubbly-Plankshortly.

           SoftandunpleasantlaughterreachedHarry’sears.Heturned;DracoMalfoyandtherestoftheSlytherinswerejoiningtheclass.Allofthemlookedgleeful,andnoneofthemlookedsurprisedtoseeProfessorGrubbly-Plank.

           "Thisway,please,"saidProfessorGrubbly-Plank,andshestrodeoffaroundthepaddockwheretheBeauxbatonshorseswereshivering.

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