Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           HecouldnotevenfinditinhimselftotellMoaningMyrtletobequiet,asshecontinuedtowailandsobwithincreasinglyevidentenjoyment.

           Snapereturnedtenminuteslater.Hesteppedintothebathroomandclosedthedoorbehindhim.

           "Go,"hesaidtoMyrtle,andsheswoopedbackintohertoiletatonce,leavingaringingsilencebehindher.

           "Ididn’tmeanittohappen,"saidHarryatonce.Hisvoiceechoedinthecold,wateryspace."Ididn’tknowwhatthatspelldid."

           ButSnapeignoredthis."ApparentlyIunderestimatedyou,Potter,"hesaidquietly."WhowouldhavethoughtyouknewsuchDarkMagic?Whotaughtyouthatspell?"

           "I—readaboutitsomewhere."

           "Where?"

           "Itwas—alibrarybook,"Harryinventedwildly."Ican’trememberwhatitwascall—"

           "Liar,"saidSnape.Harry’sthroatwentdry.HeknewwhatSnapewasgoingtodoandhehadneverbeenabletopreventit...

           Thebathroomseemedtoshimmerbeforehiseyes;hestruggledtoblockoutallthought,buttryashemight,theHalf-BloodPrince’scopyofAdvancedPotion-Makingswamhazilytotheforefrontofhismind.

           AndthenhewasstaringatSnapeagain,inthemidstofthiswrecked,soakedbathroom.HestaredintoSnape’sblackeyes,hopingagainsthopethatSnapehadnotseenwhathefeared,but—

           "Bringmeyourschoolbag,"saidSnapesoftly,"andallofyourschoolbooks.Allofthem.Bringthemtomehere.Now!"

           Therewasnopointarguing.Harryturnedatonceandsplashedoutofthebathroom.Onceinthecorridor,hebrokeintoaruntowardGryffindorTower.