Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           Fudgegottohisfeetand,afteramoment’shesitation,thePrimeMinisterdidthesame,watchingthenewarrivalstraightenup,dustdownhislongblackrobes,andlookaround.

           ThePrimeMinister’sfirst,foolishthoughtwasthatRufusScrimgeourlookedratherlikeanoldlion.Therewerestreaksofgrayinhismaneoftawnyhairandhisbushyeyebrows;hehadkeenyellowisheyesbehindapairofwire-rimmedspectaclesandacertainrangy,lopinggraceeventhoughhewalkedwithaslightlimp.Therewasanimmediateimpressionofshrewdnessandtoughness;thePrimeMinisterthoughtheunderstoodwhytheWizardingcommunitypreferredScrimgeourtoFudgeasaleaderinthesedangeroustimes.

           "Howdoyoudo?"saidthePrimeMinisterpolitely,holdingouthishand.

           Scrimgeourgraspeditbriefly,hiseyesscanningtheroom,thenpulledoutawandfromunderhisrobes.

           "Fudgetoldyoueverything?"heasked,stridingovertothedoorandtappingthekeyholewithhiswand.ThePrimeMinisterheardthelockclick.

           "Er—yes,"saidthePrimeMinister."Andifyoudon’tmind,I’dratherthatdoorremainedunlocked."

           "I’drathernotbeinterrupted,"saidScrimgeourshortly,"orwatched,"headded,pointinghiswandatthewindows,sothatthecurtainssweptacrossthem."Right,well,I’mabusyman,solet’sgetdownlobusiness.Firstofall,weneedtodiscussyoursecurity."

           ThePrimeMinisterdrewhimselfuptohisfullestheightandreplied,"IamperfectlyhappywiththesecurityI’vealreadygot,thankyouvery—"

           "Well,we’renot,"Scrimgeourcutin.