Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The Half-Blood Prince
ThescowlingboyhandedoverthesnarlingFrisbee,duckedunderherarm,andtookoffafterhisfriends.Ronwaitedforhimtovanish,thentuggedtheFrisbeefromHermione’sgrip.
"Excellent,I’vealwayswantedoneofthese."
Hermione’sremonstrationwasdrownedbyaloudgiggle;LavenderBrownhadapparentlyfoundRon’sremarkhighlyamusing.Shecontinuedtolaughasshepassedthem,glancingbackatRonoverhershoulder.Ronlookedratherpleasedwithhimself.
TheceilingoftheGreatHallwasserenelyblueandstreakedwithfrail,wispyclouds,justlikethesquaresofskyvisiblethroughthehighmullionedwindows.Whiletheytuckedintoporridgeandeggsandbacon,HarryandRontoldHermioneabouttheirembarassingconversationwithHagridthepreviousevening.
"Buthecan’treallythinkwe’dcontinueCareofMagicalCreatures!"shesaid,lookingdistressed."Imean,whenhasanyofusexpressed...youknow...anyenthusiasm?"
"That’sit,though,innit?"saidRon,swallowinganentirefriedeggwhole."WeweretheoneswhomadethemosteffortinclassesbecausewelikeHagrid.Buthethinkswelikedthestupidsubject.D’yareckonanyone’sgoingtogoontoN.E.W.T.?"
NeitherHarrynorHermioneanswered;therewasnoneed.TheyknewperfectlywellthatnobodyintheiryearwouldwanttocontinueCareofMagicalCreatures.TheyavoidedHagrid’seyeandreturnedhischeerywaveonlyhalf-heartedlywhenheleftthestafftabletenminuteslater.
