Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The Other Minister
"IthinkitbestthatweremovehimfromMugglesocietyforawhile."
"I...well...he’llbeallright,won’the?"saidthePrimeMinisteranxiously.Scrimgeourmerelyshrugged,alreadymovingbacktowardthefireplace.
"Well,that’sreallyallIhadtosay.Iwillkeepyoupostedofdevelopments,PrimeMinister—or,atleast,Ishallprobablybetoobusytocomepersonally,inwhichcaseIshallsendFudgehere.Hehasconsentedtostayoninanadvisorycapacity."
Fudgeattemptedtosmile,butwasunsuccessful;hemerelylookedasthoughhehadatoothache.Scrimgeourwasalreadyrummaginginhispocketforthemysteriouspowderthatturnedthefiregreen.ThePrimeMinistergazedhopelesslyatthepairofthemforamoment,thenthewordshehadfoughttosuppressalleveningburstfromhimatlast.
"Butforheaven’ssake—you’rewizards!Youcandomagic!Surelyyoucansortout—well—anything!"
ScrimgeourturnedslowlyonthespotandexchangedanincredulouslookwithFudge,whoreallydidmanageasmilethistimeashesaidkindly,"Thetroubleis,theothersidecandomagictoo,PrimeMinister."
Andwiththat,thetwowizardssteppedoneaftertheotherintothebrightgreenfireandvanished.
