Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
The white tomb
ThenGinnynudgedhimagainandhelookedround.
Hagridwaswalkingslowlyuptheaislebetweenthechairs.Hewascryingquitesilently,hisfacegleamingwithtears,andinhisarms,wrappedinpurplevelvetspangledwithgoldenstars,waswhatHarryknewtobeDumbledore’sbody.AsharppainroseinHarry’sthroatatthissight:foramoment,thestrangemusicandtheknowledgethatDumbledore’sbodywassocloseseemedtotakeallwarmthfromtheday.Ronlookedwhiteandshocked.TearswerefallingthickandfastintobothGinnyandHermione’slaps.
Theycouldnotseeclearlywhatwashappeningatthefront.Hagridseemedtohaveplacedthebodycarefullyuponthetable.Nowheretreateddowntheaisle,blowinghisnosewithloudtrumpetingnoisesthatdrewscandalisedlooksfromsome,including,Harrysaw,DoloresUmbridge...butHarryknewthatDumbledorewouldnothavecared.HetriedtomakeafriendlygesturetoHagridashepassed,butHagrid’seyesweresoswollenitwasawonderhecouldseewherehewasgoing.HarryglancedatthebackrowtowhichHagridwasheadingandrealisedwhatwasguidinghim,forthere,dressedinajacketandtrouserseachthesizeofasmallmarquee,wasthegiantGrawp,hisgreatuglyboulder-likeheadbowed,docile,almosthuman.Hagridsatdownnexttohishalf-brotherandGrawppattedHagridhardonthehead,sothathischairlegssankintotheground.Harryhadawonderfulmomentaryurgetolaugh.Butthenthemusicstoppedandheturnedtofacethefrontagain.
