Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           Whenhewokeearlyinthemorning,however,thefirstthinghesawwasasmallpileofpackagesatthefootofhisbed. 

           "MerryChristmas,"saidRonsleepilyasHarryscrambledoutofbedandpulledonhisbathrobe. 

           "You,too,"saidHarry."Willyoulookatthis?I’vegotsomepresents!" 

           "Whatdidyouexpect,turnips?"saidRon,turningtohisownpile,whichwasalotbiggerthanHarry’s. 

           Harrypickedupthetopparcel.ItwaswrappedinthickbrownpaperandscrawledacrossitwasToHarry,fromHagrid. Insidewasaroughlycutwoodenflute.Hagridhadobviouslywhittledithimself.Harryblewit—itsoundedabitlikeanowl. 

           Asecond,verysmallparcelcontainedanote. 

           WereceivedyourmessageandencloseyourChristmaspresent. FromUncleVernonandAuntPetunia. Tapedtothenotewasafifty-pencepiece. 

           "That’sfriendly,"saidHarry. 

           Ronwasfascinatedbythefiftypence. 

           "Weird!"hesaid,"Whatashape!Thisismoney?" 

           "Youcankeepit,"saidHarry,laughingathowpleasedRonwas."Hagridandmyauntanduncle—sowhosentthese?" 

           "IthinkIknowwhothatone’sfrom,"saidRon,turningabitpinkandpointingtoaverylumpyparcel. "Mymom.Itoldheryoudidn’texpectanypresentsand—oh,no,"hegroaned,"she’smadeyouaWeasleysweater."