Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           Whentheyknockedonthedoorofthegamekeeper’shutanhourlater,theyweresurprisedtoseethatallthecurtainswereclosed. Hagridcalled "Whoisit?"beforeheletthemin,andthenshutthedoorquicklybehindthem. 

           Itwasstiflinghotinside. Eventhoughitwassuchawarmday,therewasablazingfireinthegrate. Hagridmadethemteaandofferedthemstoatsandwiches,whichtheyrefused. 

           "So—yehwantedtoaskmesomethin’?" 

           "Yes,"saidHarry.Therewasnopointbeatingaroundthebush. "Wewerewonderingifyoucouldtelluswhat’sguardingtheSorcerer’sStoneapartfromFluffy." 

           Hagridfrownedathim. 

           "O’courseIcan’t,"hesaid. "Numberone,Idon’knowmeself. Numbertwo,yehknowtoomuchalready,soIwouldn’tellyehifIcould. ThatStone’shereferagoodreason. ItwasalmoststolenouttaGringotts—Is’pposeyeh’veworkedthatoutan’all? Beatsmehowyehevenknowabou’Fluffy." 

           "Oh,comeon,Hagrid,youmightnotwanttotellus,butyoudoknow,youknoweverythingthatgoesonroundhere,"saidHermioneinawarm,flatteringvoice. Hagrid’sbeardtwitchedandtheycouldtellhewassmiling. "Weonlywonderedwhohaddonetheguarding,really."Hermionewenton. "WewonderedwhoDumbledorehadtrustedenoughtohelphim,apartfromyou." 

           Hagrid’schestswelledattheselastwords. HarryandRonbeamedatHermione.