Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
A very frosty Christmas
"Hetriedtosoundcasual,asthoughthiswasathrowawaycommentofnorealimportance,buthewasnotsurehehadachievedtherighteffect;Lupin’ssmilewasalittletoounderstanding.
"Yes,"hesaid,"buthewasn’ttheonlyone.AsIsay,itwasverypopular...Youknowhowthesespellscomeandgo..."
"Butitsoundslikeitwasinventedwhileyouwereatschool,"Harrypersisted.
"Notnecessarily,"saidLupin."Jinxesgoinandoutoffashionlikeeverythingelse."HelookedintoHarry’sfaceandthensaidquietly,"Jameswasapure-blood,Harry,andIpromiseyou,heneveraskedustocallhim’Prince.’"
Abandoningpretense,Harrysaid,"Anditwasn’tSirius?Oryou?"
"Definitelynot."
"Oh."Harrystaredintothefire."Ijustthought—well,he’shelpedmeoutalotinPotionsclasses,thePrincehas."
"Howoldisthisbook,Harry?"
"Idunno,I’veneverchecked."
"Well,perhapsthatwillgiveyousomeclueastowhenthePrincewasatHogwarts,"saidLupin.
Shortlyafterthis,FleurdecidedtoimitateCelestinasinging"ACauldronFullofHot,StrongLove,"whichwastakenbyeveryone,oncetheyhadglimpsedMrs.Weasley’sexpression,tobethecuetogotobed.HarryandRonclimbedallthewayuptoRon’satticbedroom,whereacampbedhadbeenaddedforHarry.
Ronfellasleepalmostimmediately,butHarrydelvedintohistrunkandpulledouthiscopyofAdvancedPotion-Makingbeforegettingintobed.Thereheturneditspages,searching,untilhefinallyfound,atthefrontofthebook,thedatethatithadbeenpublished.
