Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Through the Trapdoor
"Well—yeah—howmanythree-headeddogsd’yehmeet,evenaroundHogwarts?SoItoldhim,Fluffy’sapieceo’cakeifyehknowhowtocalmhimdown,jus’playhimabito’musican’he’llgostraightofftersleep—"
Hagridsuddenlylookedhorrified.
"Ishouldn’tatoldyehthat!"heblurtedout."ForgetIsaidit!Hey—where’reyehgoin’?"
Harry,Ron,andHermionedidn’tspeaktoeachotheratalluntiltheycametoahaltintheentrancehall,whichseemedverycoldandgloomyafterthegrounds.
"We’vegottogotoDumbledore,"saidHarry."HagridtoldthatstrangerhowtogetpastFluffy,anditwaseitherSnapeorVoldemortunderthatcloak—itmust’vebeeneasy,oncehe’dgotHagriddrunk. IjusthopeDumbledorebelievesus.FirenzemightbackusupifBanedoesn’tstophim.Where’sDumbledore’soffice?"
Theylookedaround,asifhopingtoseeasignpointingthemintherightdirection.TheyhadneverbeentoldwhereDumbledorelived,nordidtheyknowanyonewhohadbeensenttoseehim.
"We’lljusthaveto—"Harrybegan,butavoicesuddenlyrangacrossthehall.
"Whatareyouthreedoinginside?"
ItwasProfessorMcGonagall,carryingalargepileofbooks.
"WewanttoseeProfessorDumbledore,"saidHermione,ratherbravely,HarryandRonthought.
