Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           MadamHoochwasbendingoverNeville,herfaceaswhiteashis. 

           "Brokenwrist,"Harryheardhermutter."Comeon,boy—it’sallright,upyouget." 

           Sheturnedtotherestoftheclass. 

           "NoneofyouistomovewhileItakethisboytothehospitalwing!Youleavethosebroomswheretheyareoryou’llbeoutofHogwartsbeforeyoucansay’Quidditch.’Comeon,dear." 

           Neville,hisfacetear-streaked,clutchinghiswrist,hobbledoffwithMadamHooch,whohadherarmaroundhim. 

           NosoonerweretheyoutofearshotthanMalfoyburstintolaughter. 

           "Didyouseehisface,thegreatlump?" 

           TheotherSlytherinsjoinedin. 

           "Shutup,Malfoy,"snappedParvatiPatil. 

           "Ooh,stickingupforLongbottom?"saidPansyParkinson,ahard-facedSlytheringirl."Neverthoughtyou’dlikefatlittlecrybabies,Parvati." 

           "Look!"saidMalfoy,dartingforwardandsnatchingsomethingoutofthegrass."It’sthatstupidthingLongbottom’sgransenthim." 

           TheRemembrallglitteredinthesunashehelditup. 

           "Givethathere,Malfoy,"saidHarryquietly.Everyonestoppedtalkingtowatch.