Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           "Stickoutyourrighthandoveryourbroom,"calledMadamHoochatthefront,"andsay’Up!’" 

           "UP"everyoneshouted. 

           Harry’sbroomjumpedintohishandatonce,butitwasoneofthefewthatdid. HermioneGranger’shadsimplyrolledoverontheground,andNeville’shadn’tmovedatall. Perhapsbrooms,likehorses,couldtellwhenyouwereafraid,thoughtHarry; therewasaquaverinNeville’svoicethatsaidonlytooclearlythathewantedtokeephisfeetontheground. 

           MadamHoochthenshowedthemhowtomounttheirbroomswithoutslidingofftheend,andwalkedupanddowntherowscorrectingtheirgrips. HarryandRonweredelightedwhenshetoldMalfoyhe’dbeendoingitwrongforyears. 

           "Now,whenIblowmywhistle,youkickofffromtheground,hard,"saidMadamHooch. "Keepyourbroomssteady,riseafewfeet,andthencomestraightbackdownbyleaningforwardslightly. Onmywhistle—three—two—" 

           ButNeville,nervousandjumpyandfrightenedofbeingleftontheground,pushedoffhardbeforethewhistlehadtouchedMadamHooch’slips. 

           "Comeback,boy! "sheshouted,butNevillewasrisingstraightuplikeacorkshotoutofabottle—twelvefeet—twentyfeet. Harrysawhisscaredwhitefacelookdownatthegroundfallingaway,sawhimgasp,slipsidewaysoffthebroomand— 

           WHAM—athudandanastycrackandNevillelayfacedownonthegrassinaheap. Hisbroomstickwasstillrisinghigherandhigher,andstartedtodriftlazilytowardtheforbiddenforestandoutofsight.