Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           Itwasthelastthingtheywantedtodo,butwhatchoicedidtheyhave?Wheelingaround,theysprintedbacktothedoorandturnedthekey,fumblingintheirpanic.Harrypulledthedooropenandtheyraninside. 

           HermioneGrangerwasshrinkingagainstthewallopposite,lookingasifshewasabouttofaint.Thetrollwasadvancingonher,knockingthesinksoffthewallsasitwent. 

           "Confuseit!"HarrysaiddesperatelytoRon,and,seizingatap,hethrewitashardashecouldagainstthewall. 

           ThetrollstoppedafewfeetfromHermione.Itlumberedaround,blinkingstupidly,toseewhathadmadethenoise. ItsmeanlittleeyessawHarry.Ithesitated,thenmadeforhiminstead,liftingitsclubasitwent. 

           "Oy,pea-brain!"yelledRonfromtheothersideofthechamber,andhethrewametalpipeatit. Thetrolldidn’tevenseemtonoticethepipehittingitsshoulder,butitheardtheyellandpausedagain,turningitsuglysnouttowardRoninstead,givingHarrytimetorunaroundit. 

           "Comeon,run,run!"HarryyelledatHermione,tryingtopullhertowardthedoor,butshecouldn’tmove,shewasstillflatagainstthewall,hermouthopenwithterror. 

           Theshoutingandtheechoesseemedtobedrivingthetrollberserk.ItroaredagainandstartedtowardRon,whowasnearestandhadnowaytoescape. 

           Harrythendidsomethingthatwasbothverybraveandverystupid:Hetookagreatrunningjumpandmanagedtofastenhisarmsaroundthetroll’sneckfrombehind.