Гарри Поттер и Принц-полукровка
An Excess of Phlegm
"—wethoughtit’dbesomethinglikethat."
"Youdid?"saidHarry,amused.
"Yeah...yeah,nowUmbridgehasleft,obviouslyweneedanewDefenseAgainsttheDarkArtsteacher,don’twe?So,er,what’shelike?"
"Helooksabitlikeawalrus,andheusedtobeHeadofSlytherin,"saidHarry."Somethingwrong,Hermione?"
Shewaswatchinghimasthoughexpectingstrangesymptomstomanifestthemselvesatanymoment.Sherearrangedherfeatureshastilyinanunconvincingsmile.
"No,ofcoursenot!So,um,didSlughornseemlikehe’llbeagoodteacher?"
"Dunno,"saidHarry."Hecan’tbeworsethanUmbridge,canhe?"
"Iknowsomeonewho’sworsethanUmbridge,"saidavoicefromthedoorway.Ron’syoungersisterslouchedintotheroom,lookingirritable."Hi,Harry."
"What’supwithyou?"Ronasked.
"It’sher,"saidGinny,plonkingherselfdownonHarry’sbed."She’sdrivingmemad."
"What’sshedonenow?"askedHermionesympathetically.
"It’sthewayshetalkstome...you’dthinkIwasaboutthree!"
"Iknow,"saidHermione,droppinghervoice."She’ssofullofherself."
HarrywasastonishedtohearHermionetalkingaboutMrs.WeasleylikethisandcouldnotblameRonforsayingangrily,"Can’tyoutwolayoffherforfiveseconds?"
"Oh,that’sright,defendher,"snappedGinny."Weallknowyoucan’tgetenoughofher."
ThisseemedanoddcommenttomakeaboutRon’smother.Startingtofeelthathewasmissingsomething,Harrysaid,"Whoareyou...?"
Buthisquestionwasansweredbeforehecouldfinishit.
