Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The Other Minister
Tohisgreatsurprise,thePrimeMinisterfeltafleetingstabofpityforFudgeatthispoint.Itwas,however,eclipsedalmostimmediatelybyaglowofsmugnessatthethoughtthat,deficientthoughhehimselfmightbeintheareaofmaterializingoutoffireplaces,therehadneverbeenamurderinanyofthegovernmentdepartmentsunderhischarge...notyet,anyway...
WhilethePrimeMinistersurreptitiouslytouchedthewoodofhisdesk,Fudgecontinued,"ButBlack’sby-the-bynow.Thepointis,we’reatwar,PrimeMinister,andstepsmustbetaken."
"Atwar?"repeatedthePrimeMinisternervously."Surelythat’salittlebitofanoverstatement?"
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-NamedhasnowbeenjoinedbythoseofhisfollowerswhobrokeoutofAzkabaninJanuary,"saidFudge,speakingmoreandmorerapidlyandtwirlinghisbowlersofastthatitwasalime-greenblur."Sincetheyhavemovedintotheopen,theyhavebeenwreakinghavoc.TheBrockdaleBridge—hedidit,PrimeMinister,hethreatenedamassMugglekillingunlessIstoodasideforhimand—"
"Goodgrief,soit’syourfaultthosepeoplewerekilledandI’mhavingtoanswerquestionsaboutrustedriggingandcorrodedexpansionjointsandIdon’tknowwhatelse!"saidthePrimeMinisterfuriously.
"Myfault!"saidFudge,coloringup.
