Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           "Hullo,Bane,"saidHagrid."Allright?" 

           "Goodevening,Hagrid,Ihopeyouarewell?" 

           "Wellenough.Look,I’vejus’binaskin’Ronan,youseenanythin’oddinherelately?There’saunicornbininjured—wouldyehknowanythin’aboutit?" 

           BanewalkedovertostandnexttoRonan.Helookedskyward. "Marsisbrighttonight,"hesaidsimply. 

           "We’veheard,"saidHagridgrumpily."Well,ifeitherofyoudoseeanythin’,letmeknow,won’tyeh?We’llbeoff,then." 

           HarryandHermionefollowedhimoutoftheclearing,staringovertheirshouldersatRonanandBaneuntilthetreesblockedtheirview. 

           "Never,"saidHagridirritably,"tryan’getastraightansweroutofacentaur.Ruddystargazers.Notinterestedinanythin’closer’nthemoon." 

           "Aretheremanyoftheminhere?"askedHermione. 

           "Oh,afairfew...Keepthemselvestothemselvesmostly,butthey’regoodenoughaboutturnin’upifeverIwantaword.They’redeep,mind,centaurs...theyknowthings...jus’don’letonmuch." 

           "D’youthinkthatwasacentaurweheardearlier?"saidHarry. 

           "Didthatsoundlikehoovestoyou?Nah,ifyehaskme,thatwaswhat’sbinkillin’theunicorns—neverheardanythin’likeitbefore." 

           Theywalkedonthroughthedense,darktrees.Harrykeptlookingnervouslyoverhisshoulder.Hehadthenastyfeelingtheywerebeingwatched.