Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           "Youknowthatblack-hairedboywhowasnearusinthestation?Knowwhoheis?" 

           "Who?" 

           "HarryPotter!" 

           Harryheardthelittlegirl’svoice. 

           "Oh,Mom,canIgoonthetrainandseehim,Mom,ehplease..." 

           "You’vealreadyseenhim,Ginny,andthepoorboyisn’tsomethingyougoggleatinazoo. Ishereally,Fred?Howdoyouknow?" 

           "Askedhim.Sawhisscar.It’sreallythere—likelightning." 

           "Poordear—nowonderhewasalone,Iwondered. Hewaseversopolitewhenheaskedhowtogetontotheplatform." 

           "Nevermindthat,doyouthinkherememberswhatYou-Know-Wholookslike?" 

           Theirmothersuddenlybecameverystern. 

           "Iforbidyoutoaskhim,Fred.No,don’tyoudare.Asthoughheneedsremindingofthatonhisfirstdayatschool." 

           "Allright,keepyourhairon." 

           Awhistlesounded.