Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The secret riddle
Riddlejumpedtohisfeet;Harrycouldhardlyblamehimforhowlinginshockandrage;allhisworldlypossessionsmustbeinthere.ButevenasRiddleroundedonDumbledore,theflamesvanished,leavingthewardrobecompletelyundamaged.
RiddlestaredfromthewardrobetoDumbledore;then,hisexpressiongreedy,hepointedatthewand."WherecanIgetoneofthem?"
"Allingoodtime,"saidDumbledore."Ithinkthereissomethingtryingtogetoutofyourwardrobe."
Andsureenough,afaintrattlingcouldbeheardfrominsideit.Forthefirsttime,Riddlelookedfrightened.
"Openthedoor,"saidDumbledore.
Riddlehesitated,thencrossedtheroomandthrewopenthewardrobedoor.Onthetopmostshelf,abovearailofthreadbareclothes,asmallcardboardboxwasshakingandrattlingasthoughtherewereseveralfranticmicetrappedinsideit.
"Takeitout,"saidDumbledore.
Riddletookdownthequakingbox.Helookedunnerved.
"Isthereanythinginthatboxthatyououghtnottohave?"askedDumbledore.
RiddlethrewDumbledorealong,clear,calculatinglook."Yes,Isupposeso,sir,"hesaidfinally,inanexpressionlessvoice.
"Openit,"saidDumbledore.
Riddletookoffthelidandtippedthecontentsontohisbedwithoutlookingatthem.Harry,whohadexpectedsomethingmuchmoreexciting,sawamessofsmall,everydayobjects:ayo-yo,asilverthimble,andatarnishedmouthorganamongthem.Oncefreeofthebox,theystoppedquiveringandlayquitestilluponthethinblankets.
