Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           Ron,whowassupposedtobejinxingHarry,waspurpleintheface,hislipstightlycompressedtosavehimselffromthetemptationofmutteringtheincantation.Harryhadhiswandraised,waitingontenterhookstorepelajinxthatseemedunlikelyevertocome.

           "Pathetic,Weasley,"saidSnape,afterawhile."Here—letmeshowyou—"

           HeturnedhiswandonHarrysofastthatHarryreactedinstinctively;allthoughtofnon-verbalspellsforgotten,heyelled,"Protego!"

           HisShieldCharmwassostrongSnapewasknockedoff-balanceandhitadesk.ThewholeclasshadlookedaroundandnowwatchedasSnaperightedhimself,scowling.

           "Doyouremembermetellingyouwearepracticingnon-verbalspells,Potter?"

           "Yes,"saidHarrystiffly.

           "Yes,sir."

           "There’snoneedtocallme’sir,’Professor."Thewordshadescapedhimbeforeheknewwhathewassaying.Severalpeoplegasped,includingHermione.BehindSnape,however,Ron,Dean,andSeamusgrinnedappreciatively.

           "Detention,Saturdaynight,myoffice,"saidSnape."Idonottakecheekfromanyone,Potter...noteventheChosenOne."

           "Thatwasbrilliant,Harry!"chortledRon,oncetheyweresafelyontheirwaytobreakashortwhilelater.

           "Youreallyshouldn’thavesaidit,"saidHermione,frowningatRon."Whatmadeyou?"

           "Hetriedtojinxme,incaseyoudidn’tnotice!"fumedHarry.