Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
"Ah,"saidHagrid,fiddlingnervouslywithhisbeard,"That’s—er..."
"Wheredidyougetit,Hagrid? "saidRon,crouchingoverthefiretogetacloserlookattheegg. "Itmust’vecostyouafortune."
"Wonit,"saidHagrid. "Las’night.Iwasdowninthevillagehavin’afewdrinksan’gotintoagameo’cardswithastranger. Thinkhewasquitegladtergetridofit,terbehonest."
"Butwhatareyougoingtodowithitwhenit’shatched?"saidHermione.
"Well,I’vebindoin’somereadin’,"saidHagrid,pullingalargebookfromunderhispillow. "Gotthisouttathelibrary—DragonBreedingforPleasureandProfit—it’sabitouttadate,o’course,butit’sallinhere. Keeptheegginthefire,’causetheirmothersbreatheonIem,see,an’whenithatches,feeditonabucketo’brandymixedwithchickenbloodeveryhalfhour. An’seehere—howterrecognizediff’renteggs—whatIgotthere’saNorwegianRidgeback. They’rerare,them."
Helookedverypleasedwithhimself,butHermionedidn’t.
"Hagrid,youliveinawoodenhouse,"shesaid.
ButHagridwasn’tlistening. Hewashummingmerrilyashestokedthefire.
Sonowtheyhadsomethingelsetoworryabout: whatmighthappentoHagridifanyonefoundouthewashidinganillegaldragoninhishut.
"Wonderwhatit’sliketohaveapeacefullife,"Ronsighed, aseveningaftereveningtheystruggledthroughalltheextrahomeworktheyweregetting. HermionehadnowstartedmakingstudyschedulesforHarryandRon,too. Itwasdrivingthemnuts.
