Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
Theylookedatoneanother.
"We’vegottheinvisibilitycloak,"saidHarry. "Itshouldn’tbetoodifficult-IthinkthecloaksbigenoughtocovertwoofusandNorbert."
Itwasamarkofhowbadthelastweekhadbeenthattheothertwoagreedwithhim. AnythingtogetridofNorbert—andMalfoy.
Therewasahitch. Bythenextmorning,Ron’sbittenhandhadswollentotwiceitsusualsize. Hedidn’tknowwhetheritwassafetogotoMadamPomfrey—wouldsherecognizeadragonbite? Bytheafternoon,though,hehadnochoice. Thecuthadturnedanastyshadeofgreen. ItlookedasifNorbert’sfangswerepoisonous.
HarryandHermionerusheduptothehospitalwingattheendofthedaytofindRoninaterriblestateinbed.
"It’snotjustmyhand,"hewhispered,"althoughthatfeelslikeit’sabouttofalloff. MalfoytoldMadamPomfreyhewantedtoborrowoneofmybookssohecouldcomeandhaveagoodlaughatme. Hekeptthreateningtotellherwhatreallybitme—I’vetoldheritwasadog,butIdon’tthinkshebelievesme—Ishouldn’thavehithimattheQuidditchmatch,that’swhyhe’sdoingthis."
HarryandHermionetriedtocalmRondown.
"It’llallbeoveratmidnightonSaturday,"saidHermione,butthisdidn’tsootheRonatall. Onthecontrary,hesatboltuprightandbrokeintoasweat.
"MidnightonSaturday! "hesaidinahoarsevoice. "Ohnoohno—I’vejustremembered—Charlie’sletterwasinthatbookMalfoytook,he’sgoingtoknowwe’regettingridofNorbert."
