Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Nicholas Flamel
Then,duringoneparticularlywetandmuddypracticesession,Woodgavetheteamabitofbadnews.He’djustgottenveryangrywiththeWeasleys,whokeptdive-bombingeachotherandpretendingtofallofftheirbrooms.
"Willyoustopmessingaround!"heyelled."That’sexactlythesortofthingthat’llloseusthematch!Snape’srefereeingthistime,andhe’llbelookingforanyexcusetoknockpointsoffGryffindor!"
GeorgeWeasleyreallydidfalloffhisbroomatthesewords.
"Snape’srefereeing?"hesplutteredthroughamouthfulofmud."When’sheeverrefereedaQuidditchmatch?He’snotgoingtobefairifwemightovertakeSlytherin."
TherestoftheteamlandednexttoGeorgetocomplain,too.
"It’snotmyfault,"saidWood."We’vejustgottomakesureweplayacleangame,soSnapehasn’tgotanexcusetopickonus."
Whichwasallverywell,thoughtHarry,buthehadanotherreasonfornotwantingSnapenearhimwhilehewasplayingQuidditch...
Therestoftheteamhungbacktotalktooneanotherasusualattheendofpractice,butHarryheadedstraightbacktotheGryffindorcommonroom,wherehefoundRonandHermioneplayingchess. ChesswastheonlythingHermioneeverlostat,somethingHarryandRonthoughtwasverygoodforher.
"Don’ttalktomeforamoment,"saidRonwhenHarrysatdownnexttohim,"Ineedtoconcen—"HecaughtsightofHarry’sface.
"What’sthematterwithyou?Youlookterrible."
