Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Silver and opals
Thesleet-spatteredwindowswererattlingintheirframes,andtheroomwaschillydespitethefirecracklinginthegrate.ProfessorMcGonagallclosedthedoorandsweptaroundherdesktofaceHarry,Ron,Hermione,andthestillsobbingLeanne.
"Well?"shesaidsharply."Whathappened?"
Haltingly,andwithmanypauseswhilesheattemptedtocontrolhercrying,LeannetoldProfessorMcGonagallhowKatiehadgonetothebathroomintheThreeBroomsticksandreturnedholdingtheunmarkedpackage,howKatiehadseemedalittleodd,andhowtheyhadarguedabouttheadvisabilityofagreeingtodeliverunknownobjects,theargumentculminatinginthetussleovertheparcel,whichtoreopen.Atthispoint,Leannewassoovercome,therewasnogettinganotherwordoutofher.
"Allright,"saidProfessorMcGonagall,notunkindly,"gouptothehospitalwing,please,Leanne,andgetMadamPomfreytogiveyousomethingforshock."
Whenshehadlefttheroom,ProfessorMcGonagallturnedbacktoHarry,Ron,andHermione.
"WhathappenedwhenKatietouchedthenecklace?"
"Sheroseupintheair,"saidHarry,beforeeitherRonorHermionecouldspeak,"andthenbegantoscream,andcollapsed.Professor,canIseeProfessorDumbledore,please?"
"TheHeadmasterisawayuntilMonday,Potter,"saidProfessorMcGonagall,lookingsurprised.
"Away?"Harryrepeatedangrily.
"Yes,Potter,away!"saidProfessorMcGonagalltartly."Butanythingyouhavetosayaboutthishorriblebusinesscanbesaidtome,I’msure!"
Forasplitsecond,Harryhesitated.
