Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           "Ithinkwe’velosthim,"Harrypanted,leaningagainstthecoldwallandwipinghisforehead.Nevillewasbentdouble,wheezingandspluttering. 

           "I—told—you,"Hermionegasped,clutchingatthestitchinherchest,"I—told—you." 

           "We’vegottogetbacktoGryffindortower,"saidRon,"quicklyaspossible." 

           "Malfoytrickedyou,"HermionesaidtoHarry."Yourealizethat,don’tyou?Hewasnevergoingtomeetyou—Filchknewsomeonewasgoingtobeinthetrophyroom,Malfoymusthavetippedhimoff." 

           Harrythoughtshewasprobablyright,buthewasn’tgoingtotellherthat. 

           "Let’sgo." 

           Itwasn’tgoingtobethatsimple.Theyhadn’tgonemorethanadozenpaceswhenadoorknobrattledandsomethingcameshootingoutofaclassroominfrontofthem. 

           ItwasPeeves.Hecaughtsightofthemandgaveasquealofdelight. 

           "Shutup,Peeves—please—you’llgetusthrownout." 

           Peevescackled. 

           "Wanderingaroundatmidnight,IckleFirsties?Tut,tut,tut.Naughty,naughty,you’llgetcaughty." 

           "Notifyoudon’tgiveusaway,Peeves,please." 

           "ShouldtellFilch,Ishould,"saidPeevesinasaintlyvoice,buthiseyesglitteredwickedly."It’sforyourowngood,youknow."