Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
A very frosty Christmas
ShegaveLupinanannoyedlook,asthoughitwasallhisfaultshewasgettingFleurforadaughter-in-lawinsteadofTonks,butHarry,glancingacrossatFleur,whowasnowfeedingBillbitsofturkeyoffherownfork,thoughtthatMrs.Weasleywasfightingalong-lostbattle.Hewas,however,remindedofaquestionhehadwithregardtoTonks,andwhobettertoaskthanLupin,themanwhoknewallaboutPatronuses?
"Tonks’sPatronushaschangeditsform,"hetoldhim."Snapesaidsoanyway.Ididn’tknowthatcouldhappen.WhywouldyourPatronuschange?"
Lupintookhistimechewinghisturkeyandswallowingbeforesayingslowly,"Sometimes...agreatshock...anemotionalupheaval..."
"Itlookedbig,andithadfourlegs,"saidHarry,struckbyasuddenthoughtandloweringhisvoice."Hey...itcouldn’tbe—?"
"Arthur!"saidMrs.Weasleysuddenly.Shehadrisenfromherchair;herhandwaspressedoverherheartandshewasstaringoutofthekitchenwindow."Arthur—it’sPercy!"
"What?"
Mr.Weasleylookedaround.Everybodylookedquicklyatthewindow;Ginnystoodupforabetterlook.There,sureenough,wasPercyWeasley,stridingacrossthesnowyyard,hishorn-rimmedglassesglintinginthesunlight.Hewasnot,however,alone.
"Arthur,he’s—he’swiththeMinister!"
Andsureenough,themanHarryhadseenintheDailyProphetwasfollowingalonginPercy’swake,limpingslightly,hismaneofgrayinghairandhisblackcloakfleckedwithsnow.Beforeanyofthemcouldsayanything,beforeMr.andMrs.
