Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           Thedormitorydoorsflewopen,makingthemalljump:Hagridcamestridingtowardthem,hishairrain-flecked,hisbearskincoatflappingbehindhim,acrossbowinhishand,leavingatrailofmuddydolphin-sizedfootprintsalloverthefloor.

           "Binintheforestallday!"hepanted."Aragog’sworse,Ibinreadin’tohim—didn’getupterdinnertilljus’nowan’thenProfessorSprouttoldmeabou’Ron!Howishe?"

           "Notbad,"saidHarry."Theysayhe’llbeokay."

           "Nomorethansixvisitorsatatime!"saidMadamPomfrey,hurryingoutofheroffice.

           "Hagridmakessix,"Georgepointedout.

           "O...yes..."saidMadamPomfrey,whoseemedtohavebeencountingHagridasseveralpeopleduetohisvastness.Tocoverherconfusion,shehurriedofftoclearuphismuddyfootprintswithherwand.

           "Idon’believethis,"saidHagridhoarsely,shakinghisgreatshaggyheadashestareddownatRon."Jus’don’believeit...lookathimlyin’there...who’dwantterhurthim,eh?"

           "That’sjustwhatwewerediscussing,"saidHarry."Wedon’tknow."

           "Someonecouldn’haveagrudgeagainsttheGryfinndorQuidditchteam,couldthey?"saidHagridanxiously."Firs’Katie,nowRon..."

           "Ican’tseeanyonetryingtobumpoffaQuidditchteam,"saidGeorge.

           "Woodmight’vedonetheSlytherinsifhecould’vegotawaywithit,"saidFredfairly.

           "Well,Idon’tthinkit’sQuidditch,butIthinkthere’saconnectionbetweentheattacks,"saidHermionequietly.

           "Howd’youworkthatout?"askedFred.