Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           Shehesitatedforasecondlonger,thenduckedunderthecloakwithHarryandRon.Nobodynoticedthemvanish;theywerealltoointerestedinFredandGeorge’sproducts.Harry,Ron,andHermionesqueezedtheirwayoutofthedoorasquicklyastheycould,butbythetimetheygainedthestreet,Malfoyhaddisappearedjustassuccessfullyastheyhad.

           "Hewasgoinginthatdirection,"murmuredHarryasquietlyaspossible,sothatthehummingHagridwouldnothearthem."C’mon..."

           Theyscurriedalong,peeringleftandright,throughshopwindowsanddoors,untilHermionepointedahead.

           "That’shim,isn’tit?"shewhispered."Turningleft?"

           "Bigsurprise,"whisperedRon.

           ForMalfoyhadglancedaround,thenslidintoKnockturnAlleyandoutofsight.

           "Quick,orwe’lllosehim,"saidHarry,speedingup.

           "Ourfeet’llbeseen!"saidHermioneanxiously,asthecloakflappedalittlearoundtheirankles;itwasmuchmoredifficulthidingallthreeofthemunderthecloaknowadays.

           "Itdoesn’tmatter,"saidHarryimpatiently."Justhurry!"

           ButKnockturnAlley,thesidestreetdevotedtotheDarkArts,lookedcompletelydeserted.Theypeeredintowindowsastheypassed,butnoneoftheshopsseemedtohaveanycustomersatall.HarrysupposeditwasabitofagiveawayinthesedangerousandsuspicioustimestobuyDarkartifacts...oratleast,tobeseenbuyingthem.

           Hermionegavehisarmahardpinch.

           "Ouch!"

           "Shh!Look!He’sinthere!"shebreathedinHarry’sear.