Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The Half-Blood Prince
Hermione’spotionhegaveanapprovingnod.ThenhesawHarry’s,andalookofincredulousdelightspreadoverhisface.
"Theclearwinner!"hecriedtothedungeon."Excellent,excellent,Harry!Goodlord,it’sclearyou’veinheritedyourmother’stalent.ShewasadabhandatPotions,Lilywas!Hereyouare,then,hereyouare—onebottleofFelixFelicis,aspromised,anduseitwell!"
Harryslippedthetinybottleofgoldenliquidintohisinnerpocket,feelinganoddcombinationofdelightatthefuriouslooksontheSlytherins’facesandguiltatthedisappointedexpressiononHermione’s.Ronlookedsimplydumbfounded.
"Howdidyoudothat?"hewhisperedtoHarryastheyleftthedungeon.
"Gotlucky,Isuppose,"saidHarry,becauseMalfoywaswithinearshot.
OncetheyweresecurelyensconcedattheGryffindortablefordinner,however,hefeltsafeenoughtotellthem.Hermione’sfacebecamestonierwitheverywordheuttered.
"Is’poseyouthinkIcheated?"hefinished,aggravatedbyherexpression.
"Well,itwasn’texactlyyourownwork,wasit?"shesaidstiffly.
"Heonlyfolloweddifferentinstructionstoours,"saidRon,"Could’vebeenacatastrophe,couldn’tit?Buthetookariskanditpaidoff."Heheavedasigh."Slughorncould’vehandedmethatbook,butno,Igettheonenoone’severwrittenon.Pukedon,bythelookofpagefifty-two,but—"
"Hangon,"saidavoiceclosebyHarry’sleftearandhecaughtasuddenwaftofthatflowerysmellhehadpickedupinSlughorn’sdungeon.
