Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           Harryrecognizedhimatoncefromthecardhe’dgottenoutoftheChocolateFrogonthetrain. Dumbledore’ssilverhairwastheonlythinginthewholehallthatshoneasbrightlyastheghosts. HarryspottedProfessorQuirrell,too,thenervousyoungmanfromtheLeakyCauldron. Hewaslookingverypeculiarinalargepurpleturban. 

           Andnowtherewereonlythreepeoplelefttobesorted. "Thomas,Dean,"aBlackboyeventallerthanRon,joinedHarryattheGryffindortable. "Turpin,Lisa,"becameaRavenclawandthenitwasRon’sturn. Hewaspalegreenbynow. Harrycrossedhisfingersunderthetableandasecondlaterthehathadshouted, "GRYFFINDOR!" 

           HarryclappedloudlywiththerestasRoncollapsedintothechairnexttohim. 

           "Welldone,Ron,excellent,"saidPercyWeasleypompouslyacrossHarryas"Zabini,Blaise,"wasmadeaSlytherin. ProfessorMcGonagallrolledupherscrollandtooktheSortingHataway. 

           Harrylookeddownathisemptygoldplate. Hehadonlyjustrealizedhowhungryhewas. Thepumpkinpastiesseemedagesago. 

           AlbusDumbledorehadgottentohisfeet. Hewasbeamingatthestudents,hisarmsopenedwide,asifnothingcouldhavepleasedhimmorethantoseethemallthere. 

           "Welcome,"hesaid. "WelcometoanewyearatHogwarts! Beforewebeginourbanquet,Iwouldliketosayafewwords. Andheretheyare: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! 

           "Thankyou!"