Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The Other Minister
Whateverthepressandtheoppositionmightsay,thePrimeMinisterwasnotafoolishman.Ithadnotescapedhisnoticethat,despiteFudge’sassurancesattheirfirstmeeting,theywerenowseeingratheralotofeachother,northatFudgewasbecomingmoreflusteredwitheachvisit.LittlethoughhelikedtothinkabouttheMinisterofMagic(or,ashealwayscalledFudgeinhishead,theOtherMinister),thePrimeMinistercouldnothelpbutfearthatthenexttimeFudgeappeareditwouldbewithgravernewsstill.Thesite,therefore,ofFudgesteppingoutofthefireoncemore,lookingdisheveledandfretfulandsternlysurprisedthatthePrimeMinisterdidnotknowexactlywhyhewasthere,wasabouttheworstthingthathadhappenedinthecourseofthisextremelygloomyweek.
"HowshouldIknowwhat’sgoingoninthe—er—Wizardingcommunity?"snappedthePrimeMinisternow."Ihaveacountrytorunandquiteenoughconcernsatthemomentwithout—"
"Wehavethesameconcerns,"Fudgeinterrupted."TheBrockdaleBridgedidn’twearout.Thatwasn’treallyahurricane.ThosemurderswerenottheworkofMuggles.AndHerbertChorley’sfamilywouldbesaferwithouthim.WearecurrentlymakingarrangementstohavehimtransferredtoSt.Mungo’sHospitalforMagicalMaladiesandInjuries.Themoveshouldbeaffectedtonight."
"Whatdoyou...I’mafraidI...what?"blusteredthePrimeMinister.
Fudgetookagreat,deepbreathandsaid,"PrimeMinister,Iamverysorrytohavetotellyouthathe’sback.He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Namedisback."
