Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Silver and opals
Andhebeganscrabblingonthegroundtoretrievethecontentsofhissuitcasewitheveryappearanceofamaneagertobegone.
"Areyousellingthisstuff?"askedHarry,watchingMundungusgrabanassortmentofgrubby-lookingobjectsfromtheground.
"Oh,well,gottascrapealiving,"saidMundungus."Gimmethat!"
Ronhadstoopeddownandpickedupsomethingsilver.
"Hangon,"Ronsaidslowly."Thislooksfamiliar—"
"Thankyou!"saidMundungus,snatchingthegobletoutofRon’shandandstuffingitbackintothecase."Well,I’llseeyouall—OUCH!"
HarryhadpinnedMundungusagainstthewallofthepubbythethroat.Holdinghimfastwithonehand,hepulledouthiswand.
"Harry!"squealedHermione.
"YoutookthatfromSinus’shouse,"saidHarry,whowasalmostnosetonosewithMundungusandwasbreathinginanunpleasantsmellofoldtobaccoandspirits."ThathadtheBlackfamilycrestonit."
"I—no—what—?"splutteredMundungus,whowasslowlyturningpurple.
"Whatdidyoudo,gobackthenighthediedandstriptheplace?"snarledHarry.
"I—no—"
"Giveittome!"
"Harry,youmustn’t!"shriekedHermione,asMundungusstartedtoturnblue.
Therewasabang,andHarryfelthishandsflyoffMundungus’sthroat.Gaspingandspluttering,Mundungusseizedhisfallencase,then—CRACK—heDisapparated.
Harrysworeatthetopofhisvoice,spinningonthespottoseewhereMundungushadgone.
"COMEBACK,YOUTHIEVING—!"
"There’snopoint,Harry."Tonkshadappearedoutofnowhere,hermousyhairwetwithsleet.
