Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка

           IthoughtitwouldbeburningallthetimenowVoldemort’sgettingsopowerfulagain."

           HeglancedupatDumbledoreandsawthathewaswearingasatisfiedexpression.

           "I,ontheotherhand,thoughtotherwise,"saidDumbledore."LordVoldemorthasfinallyrealizedthedangerousaccesstohisthoughtsandfeelingsyouhavebeenenjoying.ItappearsthatheisnowemployingOcclumencyagainstyou."

           "Well,I’mnotcomplaining,"saidHarry,whomissedneitherthedisturbingdreamsnorthestartlingflashesofinsightintoVoldemort’smind.

           Theyturnedacorner,passingatelephoneboxandabusshelter.HarrylookedsidewaysatDumbledoreagain."Professor?"

           "Harry?"

           "Er—whereexactlyarewe?"

           "This,Harry,isthecharmingvillageofBudleighBabberton."

           "Andwhatarewedoinghere?"

           "Ahyes,ofcourse,Ihaven’ttoldyou,"saidDumbledore."Well,IhavelostcountofthenumberoftimesIhavesaidthisinrecentyears,butweare,onceagain,onememberofstaffshort.WeareheretopersuadeanoldcolleagueofminetocomeoutofretirementandreturntoHogwarts."

           "HowcanIhelpwiththat,sir?"

           "Oh,Ithinkwe’llfindauseforyou,"saidDumbledorevaguely."Lefthere,Harry."

           Theyproceededupasteep,narrowstreetlinedwithhouses.Allthewindowsweredark.TheoddchillthathadlainoverPrivetDrivefortwoweekspersistedheretoo.Thinkingofdementors,Harrycastalookoverhisshoulderandgraspedhiswandreassuringlyinhispocket.