Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The slug club
"Buthe’suptosomethingandIthinkweshouldtakeitseriously.Hisfather’saDeathEaterand—"
Harrybrokeoff,hiseyesfixedonthewindowbehindHermione,hismouthopen.Astartlingthoughthadjustoccurredtohim.
"Harry?"saidHermioneinananxiousvoice."What’swrong?"
"Yourscar’snothurtingagain,isit?"askedRonnervously.
"He’saDeathEater,"saidHarryslowly."He’sreplacedhisfatherasaDeathEater!"
Therewasasilence;thenRoneruptedinlaughter."Malfoy?He’ssixteen,Harry!YouthinkYou-Know-WhowouldletMalfoyjoin?"
"Itseemsveryunlikely,Harry,"saidHermioneinarepressivesortofvoice."Whatmakesyouthink—?"
"InMadamMalkin’s.Shedidn’ttouchhim,butheyelledandjerkedhisarmawayfromherwhenshewenttorolluphissleeve.Itwashisleftarm.He’sbeenbrandedwiththeDarkMark."
RonandHermionelookedateachother.
"Well..."saidRon,soundingthoroughlyunconvinced.
"Ithinkhejustwantedtogetoutofthere,Harry,"saidHermione.
"HeshowedBorginsomethingwecouldn’tsee,"Harrypressedonstubbornly."SomethingthatseriouslyscaredBorgin.ItwastheMark,Iknowit—hewasshowingBorginwhohewasdealingwith,yousawhowseriouslyBorgintookhim!"
RonandHermioneexchangedanotherlook.
"I’mnotsure,Harry..."
"Yeah,Istilldon’treckonYou-Know-WhowouldletMalfoyjoin..."
Annoyed,butabsolutelyconvincedhewasright,HarrysnatchedupapileoffilthyQuidditchrobesandlefttheroom;Mrs.
