Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
Horace Slughorn
Inspiteofthefeelingofdreadthathadjustsweptthroughhim,hisspiritscouldnothelpbutliftatthesightofit.Ronwasinthere...andsowasMrs.Weasley,whocouldcookbetterthananyoneheknew...
"Ifyoudon’tmind,Harry,"saidDumbledore,astheypassedthroughthegate,"I’dlikeafewwordswithyoubeforewepart.Inprivate.Perhapsinhere?"
Dumbledorepointedtowardarun-downstoneouthousewheretheWeasleyskepttheirbroomsticks.Alittlepuzzled,HarryfollowedDumbledorethroughthecreakingdoorintoaspacealittlesmallerthantheaveragecupboard.Dumbledoreilluminatedthetipofhiswand,sothatitglowedlikeatorch,andsmileddownatHarry.
"Ihopeyouwillforgivemeformentioningit,Harry,butIampleasedandalittleproudathowwellyouseemtobecopingaftereverythingthathappenedattheMinistry.PermitmetosaythatIthinkSiriuswouldhavebeenproudofyou."
Harryswallowed;hisvoiceseemedtohavedesertedhim.HedidnotthinkhecouldstandtodiscussSirius;ithadbeenpainfulenoughtohearUncleVernonsay"Hisgodfather’sdead?"andevenworsetohearSirius’snamethrownoutcasuallybySlughorn.
"Itwascruel,"saidDumbledoresoftly,"thatyouandSiriushadsuchashorttimetogether.Abrutalendingtowhatshouldhavebeenalongandhappyrelationship."
Harrynodded,hiseyesfixedresolutelyonthespidernowclimbingDumbledore’shat.
