Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           "Mum,d’youhonestlythinkYou-Know-Who’sgoingtobehidingbehindabookshelfinFlourishandBlotts?"sniggeredRon.

           "FortescueandOllivanderwentonholiday,didthey?"saidMrs.Weasley,firingupatonce."Ifyouthinksecurity’salaughingmatteryoucanstaybehindandI’llgetyourthingsmyself..."

           "No,Iwannacome,IwanttoseeFredandGeorge’sshop!"saidRonhastily.

           "Thenyoujustbuckupyourideas,youngman,beforeIdecideyou’retooimmaturetocomewithus!"saidMrs.Weasleyangrily,snatchingupherclock,allninehandsofwhichwerestillpointingatmortalperil,andbalancingitontopofapileofjust-launderedtowels."AndthatgoesforreturningtoHogwartsaswell!"

           RonturnedtostareincredulouslyatHarryashismotherhoistedthelaundrybasketandtheteeteringclockintoherarmsandstormedoutoftheroom.

           "Blimey...youcan’tevenmakeajokeroundhereanymore..."

           ButRonwascarefulnottobeflippantaboutVoldemortoverthenextfewdays.SaturdaydawnedwithoutanymoreoutburstsfromMrs.Weasley,thoughsheseemedverytenseatbreakfast.Bill,whowouldbestayingathomewithFleur(muchtoHermioneandGinny’spleasure),passedafullmoneybagacrossthetabletoHarry.

           "Where’smine?"demandedRonatonce,hiseyeswide.

           "That’salreadyHarry’s,idiot,"saidBill."Igotitoutofyourvaultforyou,Harry,becauseit’stakingaboutfivehoursforthepublictogettotheirgoldatthemoment,thegoblinshavetightenedsecuritysomuch.