Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Will and Won’t
Harrygruntedinhissleepandhisfacesliddownthewindowaninchorso,makinghisglassesstillmorelopsided,buthedidnotwakeup.Analarmclock,repairedbyHarryseveralyearsago,tickedloudlyonthesill,showingoneminutetoeleven.Besideit,heldinplacebyHarry’srelaxedhand,wasapieceofparchmentcoveredinthin,slantingwriting.Harryhadreadthislettersooftensinceitsarrivalthreedaysagothatalthoughithadbeendeliveredinatightlyfurledscroll,itnowlayquiteflat.
DearHarry,
Ifitisconvenienttoyou,Ishallcallatnumberfour,PrivetDrivethiscomingFridayatelevenp.m.toescortyoutotheBurrow,whereyouhavebeeninvitedtospendtheremainderofyourschoolholidays.
Ifyouareagreeable,IshouldalsobegladofyourassistanceinamattertowhichIhopetoattendonthewaytotheBurrow.IshallexplainthismorefullywhenIseeyou.
Kindlysendyouranswerbyreturnofthisowl.HopingtoseeyouthisFriday,
Iamyoursmostsincerely,
AlbusDumbledore
Thoughhealreadyknewitbyheart,Harryhadbeenstealingglancesatthismissiveeveryfewminutessinceseveno’clockthatevening,whenhehadfirsttakenuphispositionbesidehisbedroomwindow,whichhadareasonableviewofbothendsofPrivetDrive.HeknewitwaspointlesstokeeprereadingDumbledore’swords;Harryhadsentbackhis"yes"withthedeliveringowl,asrequested,andallhecoulddonowwaswait:eitherDumbledorewasgoingtocome,orhewasnot.
ButHarryhadnotpacked.
