Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
"He’sgotlotso’ratsan’somebrandyferthejourney,"saidHagridinamuffledvoice. "An’I’vepackedhisteddybearincasehegetslonely."
FrominsidethecratecamerippingnoisesthatsoundedtoHarryasthoughtheteddywashavinghisheadtornoff.
"Bye-bye,Norbert! "Hagridsobbed,asHarryandHermionecoveredthecratewiththeinvisibilitycloakandsteppedunderneathitthemselves. "Mommywillneverforgetyou!"
Howtheymanagedtogetthecratebackuptothecastle,theyneverknew. MidnighttickednearerastheyheavedNorbertupthemarblestaircaseintheentrancehallandalongthedarkcorridors. Upanotherstaircase,thenanother—evenoneofHarry’sshortcutsdidn’tmaketheworkmucheasier.
"Nearlythere! "Harrypantedastheyreachedthecorridorbeneaththetallesttower.
Thenasuddenmovementaheadofthemmadethemalmostdropthecrate. Forgettingthattheywerealreadyinvisible,theyshrankintotheshadows,staringatthedarkoutlinesoftwopeoplegrapplingwitheachothertenfeetaway. Alampflared.
ProfessorMcGonagall,inatartanbathrobeandahairnet,hadMalfoybytheear.
"Detention! "sheshouted. "AndtwentypointsfromSlytherin! Wanderingaroundinthemiddleofthenight,howdareyou—"
"Youdon’tunderstand,Professor. HarryPotter’scoming—he’sgotadragon!"
"Whatutterrubbish! Howdareyoutellsuchlies! Comeon—IshallseeProfessorSnapeaboutyou,Malfoy!"
