Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           Harrysatdownnexttothewindowwhere,halfhidden,hecouldwatchthered-hairedfamilyontheplatformandhearwhattheyweresaying. Theirmotherhadjusttakenoutherhandkerchief. 

           "Ron,you’vegotsomethingonyournose." 

           Theyoungestboytriedtojerkoutoftheway,butshegrabbedhimandbeganrubbingtheendofhisnose. 

           "Mom—geroff"Hewriggledfree. 

           "Aaah,hasickleRonniegotsomefinkonhisnosie? "saidoneofthetwins. 

           "Shutup,"saidRon. 

           "Where’sPercy?"saidtheirmother. 

           "He’scomingnow." 

           Theoldestboycamestridingintosight. HehadalreadychangedintohisbillowingblackHogwartsrobes,andHarrynoticedashinysilverbadgeonhischestwiththeletterPonit. 

           "Can’tstaylong,Mother,"hesaid. "I’mupfront,theprefectshavegottwocompartmentstothemselves—" 

           "Oh,areyouaprefect,Percy?"saidoneofthetwins,withanairofgreatsurprise. "Youshouldhavesaidsomething,wehadnoidea." 

           "Hangon,IthinkIrememberhimsayingsomethingaboutit,"saidtheothertwin. "Once—"