Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           "ThisisthecopyofAdvancedPotion-MakingthatyoupurchasedfromFlourishandBlotts?"

           "Yes,"saidHarryfirmly.

           "Thenwhy,"askedSnape,"doesithavethename’RoonilWazlib’writteninsidethefrontcover?"

           Harry’sheartmissedabeat."That’smynickname,"hesaid.

           "Yournickname,"repeatedSnape.

           "Yeah...that’swhatmyfriendscallme,"saidHarry.

           "Iunderstandwhatanicknameis,"saidSnape.Thecold,blackeyeswereboringoncemoreintoHarry’s;hetriednottolookintothem.Closeyourmind...closeyourmind...buthehadneverlearnedhowtodoitproperly...

           "DoyouknowwhatIthink,Potter?"saidSnape,veryquietly."IthinkthatyouarealiarandacheatandthatyoudeservedetentionwithmeeverySaturdayuntiltheendofterm.Whatdoyouthink,Potter?"

           "I—Idon’tagree,sir,"saidHarry,stillrefusingtolookintoSnape’seyes.

           "Well,weshallseehowyoufeelafteryourdetentions,"saidSnape."Teno’clockSaturdaymorning,Potter.Myoffice."

           "Butsir,"saidHarry,lookingupdesperately."Quidditch...thelastmatchofthe—"

           "Teno’clock,"whisperedSnape,withasmilethatshowedhisyellowteeth."PoorGryffindor...fourthplacethisyear,Ifear..."

           Andheleftthebathroomwithoutanotherword,leavingHarrytostareintothecrackedmirror,feelingsicker,hewassure,thanRonhadeverfeltinhislife.

           "Iwon’tsay’Itoldyouso,’"saidHermione,anhourlaterinthecommonroom.

           "Leaveit,Hermione,"saidRonangrily.

           Harryhadnevermadeittodinner;hehadnoappetiteatall.