Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           "Dunno,"saidHarry,thinkinghard."Hewantssomethingmended...andhewantstoreservesomethinginthere...Couldyouseewhathepointedatwhenhesaid’thatone’?"

           "No,hewasbehindthatcabinet—"

           "Youtwostayhere,"whisperedHermione.

           "Whatareyou—?"

           ButHermionehadalreadyduckedoutfromunderthecloak.Shecheckedherhairinthereflectionintheglass,thenmarchedintotheshop,settingthebelltinklingagain.RonhastilyfedtheExtendableEarsbackunderthedoorandpassedoneofthestringstoHarry.

           "Hello,horriblemorning,isn’tit?"HermionesaidbrightlytoBorgin,whodidnotanswer,butcastherasuspiciouslook.Hummingcheerily,Hermionestrolledthroughthejumbleofobjectsondisplay.

           "Isthisnecklaceforsale?"sheasked,pausingbesideaglass-frontedcase.

           "Ifyou’vegotoneandahalfthousandGalleons,"saidMr.Borgincoldly.

           "Oh—er—no,Ihaven’tgotquitethatmuch,"saidHermione,walkingon."And...whataboutthislovely—um—skull?"

           "SixteenGalleons."

           "Soit’sforsale,then?Itisn’tbeing...keptforanyone?"

           Mr.Borginsquintedather.HarryhadthenastyfeelingheknewexactlywhatHermionewasupto.ApparentlyHermionefeltshehadbeenrumbledtoobecauseshesuddenlythrewcautiontothewinds.

           "Thethingis,that—er—boywhowasinherejustnow,DracoMalfoy,well,he’safriendofmine,andIwanttogethimabirthdaypresent,butifhe’salreadyreservedanything,Iobviouslydon’twanttogethimthesamething,so...um.."