Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The slug club
Inaminute’stime,Zabiniwasgoingtore-entertheSlytherinsixth-yearcompartmentandMalfoywouldbesittingthere,thinkinghimselfunheardbyanybodyexceptfellowSlytherins...IfHarrycouldonlyenter,unseen,behindhim,whatmighthenotseeorhear?True,therewaslittleofthejourneyleft—HogsmeadeStationhadtobelessthanhalfanhouraway,judgingbythewildnessofthesceneryflashingbythewindows—butnobodyelseseemedpreparedtotakeHarry’ssuspicionsseriously,soitwasdowntohimtoprovethem.
"I’llseeyoutwolater,"saidHarryunderhisbreath,pullingouthisInvisibilityCloakandflingingitoverhimself.
"Butwhat’reyou—?"askedNeville.
"Later!"whisperedHarry,dartingafterZabiniasquietlyaspossible,thoughtherattlingofthetrainmadesuchcautionalmostpointless.
Thecorridorswerealmostcompletelyemptynow.Nearlyeveryonehadreturnedtotheircarriagestochangeintotheirschoolrobesandpackuptheirpossessions.ThoughhewasascloseashecouldgettoZabiniwithouttouchinghim,HarrywasnotquickenoughtoslipintothecompartmentwhenZabiniopenedthedoor.ZabiniwasalreadyslidingitshutwhenHarryhastilystuckouthisfoottopreventitclosing.
"What’swrongwiththisthing?"saidZabiniangrilyashesmashedtheslidingdoorrepeatedlyintoHarry’sfoot.
