Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Felix Felicis
HeslippedhishandinsidehisjacketpocketanddrewoutthetinybottlethatHermionehadseeninhishandthatmorning.Itwasfullofgoldenpotionandthecorkwasstilltightlysealedwithwax."IwantedRontothinkI’ddoneit,soIfakeditwhenIknewyouwerelooking."HelookedatRon."Yousavedeverythingbecauseyoufeltlucky.Youdiditallyourself."
Hepocketedthepotionagain.
"Therereallywasn’tanythinginmypumpkinjuice?"Ronsaid,astounded."Buttheweather’sgood...andVaiseycouldn’tplay...Ihonestlyhaven’tbeengivenluckypotion?"
Harryshookhishead.Rongapedathimforamoment,thenroundedonHermione,imitatinghervoice.
"YouaddedFelixFelicistoRon’sjuicethismorning,that’swhyhesavedeverything!See!Icansavegoalswithouthelp,Hermione!"
"Ineversaidyoucouldn’t—Ron,youthoughtyou’dbeengivenittoo!"
ButRonhadalreadystrodepastheroutofthedoorwithhisbroomstickoverhisshoulder.
"Er,"saidHarryintothesuddensilence;hehadnotexpectedhisplantobackfirelikethis,"shall...shallwegouptotheparty,then?"
"Yougo!"saidHermione,blinkingbacktears."I’msickofRonatthemoment,Idon’tknowwhatI’msupposedtohavedone..."
Andshestormedoutofthechangingroomtoo.
Harrywalkedslowlybackupthegroundstowardthecastlethroughthecrowd,manyofwhomshoutedcongratulationsathim,buthefeltagreatsenseoflet-down;hehadbeensurethatifRonwonthematch,heandHermionewouldbefriendsagainimmediately.
