Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The house of gaunt
GauntlookedforamomentasthoughhewasgoingtoshoutatOgden,butseemedtothinkbetterofit:instead,hejeeredathisdaughter,"LuckythenicemanfromtheMinistry’shere,isn’tit?Perhapshe’lltakeyouoffmyhands,perhapshedoesn’tminddirtySquibs..."
WithoutlookingatanybodyorthankingOgden,Meropepickedupthepotandreturnedit,handstrembling,toitsshelf.Shethenstoodquitestill,herbackagainstthewallbetweenthefilthywindowandthestove,asthoughshewishedfornothingmorethantosinkintothestoneandvanish.
"Mr.Gaunt,"Ogdenbeganagain,"asI’vesaid:thereasonformyvisit—"
"Iheardyouthefirsttime!"snappedGaunt."Andsowhat?MorfingaveaMuggleabitofwhatwascomingtohim—whataboutit,then?"
"MorfinhasbrokenWizardinglaw,"saidOgdensternly.
"’MorfinhasbrokenWizardinglaw.’"GauntimitatedOgden’svoice,makingitpompousandsingsong.Morfincackledagain."HetaughtafilthyMugglealesson,that’sillegalnow,isit?"
"Yes,"saidOgden."I’mafraiditis."
Hepulledfromaninsidepocketasmallscrollofparchmentandunrolledit.
"What’sthat,then,hissentence?"saidGaunt,hisvoicerisingangrily.
"ItisasummonstotheMinistryforahearing—"
"Summons!Summons?Whodoyouthinkyouare,summoningmysonanywhere?"
"I’mHeadoftheMagicalLawEnforcementSquad,"saidOgden.
"Andyouthinkwe’rescum,doyou?"screamedGaunt,advancingonOgdennow,withadirtyyellow-nailedfingerpointingathischest.
