Гарри Поттер и философский камень
The Boy who lived
ProfessorMcGonagallshotasharplookatDumbledoreandsaid, "Theowlsarenothingnexttotherumorsthatareflyingaround. Youknowwhateveryone’ssaying?Aboutwhyhe’sdisappeared? Aboutwhatfinallystoppedhim?"
ItseemedthatProfessorMcGonagallhadreachedthepointshewasmostanxioustodiscuss, therealreasonshehadbeenwaitingonacold,hardwallallday, forneitherasacatnorasawomanhadshefixedDumbledorewithsuchapiercingstareasshedidnow. Itwasplainthatwhatever"everyone"wassaying, shewasnotgoingtobelieveituntilDumbledoretoldheritwastrue. Dumbledore,however,waschoosinganotherlemondropanddidnotanswer.
"Whatthey’resaying,"shepressedon, "isthatlastnightVoldemortturnedupinGodric’sHollow. HewenttofindthePotters. TherumoristhatLilyandJamesPotterare —are—thatthey’re—dead."
Dumbledorebowedhishead. ProfessorMcGonagallgasped.
"LilyandJames...Ican’tbelieveit... Ididn’twanttobelieveit...Oh,Albus..."
Dumbledorereachedoutandpattedherontheshoulder. "Iknow...Iknow..."hesaidheavily.
ProfessorMcGonagall’svoicetrembledasshewenton. "That’snotall. They’resayinghetriedtokillthePotters’son,Harry. But—hecouldn’t.Hecouldn’tkillthatlittleboy.
