Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
A sluggish memory
Thefogclearedassuddenlyasithadappearedandyetnobodymadeanyallusiontoit,nordidanybodylookasthoughanythingunusualhadjusthappened.Bewildered,HarrylookedaroundasasmallgoldenclockstandinguponSlughorn’sdeskchimedeleveno’clock.
"Goodgracious,isitthattimealready?"saidSlughorn."You’dbettergetgoing,boys,orwe’llallbeintrouble.Lestrange,Iwantyouressaybytomorroworit’sdetention.Samegoesforyou,Avery."
Slughornpulledhimselfoutofhisarmchairandcarriedhisemptyglassovertohisdeskastheboysfiledout.Voldemort,however,stayedbehind.Harrycouldtellhehaddawdleddeliberately,wantingtobelastintheroomwithSlughorn.
"Looksharp,Tom,"saidSlughorn,turningaroundandfindinghimstillpresent."Youdon’twanttobecaughtoutofbedoutofhours,andyouaprefect..."
"Sir,Iwantedtoaskyousomething."
"Askaway,then,m’boy,askaway...."
"Sir,Iwonderedwhatyouknowabout...aboutHorcruxes?"
Andithappenedalloveragain:thedensefogfilledtheroomsothatHarrycouldnotseeSlughornorVoldemortatall;onlyDumbledore,smilingserenelybesidehim.ThenSlughorn’svoiceboomedoutagain,justasithaddonebefore.
"Idon’tknowanythingaboutHorcruxesandIwouldn’ttellyouifIdid!Nowgetoutofhereatonceanddon’tletmecatchyoumentioningthemagain!"
"Well,that’sthat,"saidDumbledoreplacidlybesideHarry."Timetogo."
AndHarry’sfeetleftthefloortofall,secondslater,backontotheruginfrontofDumbledore’sdesk.
