Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Through the Trapdoor
"What’veyoudonetohim?"Harrywhispered.
"It’sthefullBody-Bind,"saidHermionemiserably."Oh,Neville,I’msosorry."
"Wehadto,Neville,notimetoexplain,"saidHarry.
"You’llunderstandlater,Neville,"saidRonastheysteppedoverhimandpulledontheinvisibilitycloak.
ButleavingNevillelyingmotionlessonthefloordidn’tfeellikeaverygoodomen.Intheirnervousstate,everystatue’sshadowlookedlikeFilch,everydistantbreathofwindsoundedlikePeevesswoopingdownonthem. Atthefootofthefirstsetofstairs,theyspottedMrs.Norrisskulkingnearthetop.
"Oh,let’skickher,justthisonce,"RonwhisperedinHarry’sear,butHarryshookhishead.Astheyclimbedcarefullyaroundher,Mrs.Norristurnedherlamplikeeyesonthem,butdidn’tdoanything.
Theydidn’tmeetanyoneelseuntiltheyreachedthestaircaseuptothethirdfloor.Peeveswasbobbinghalfwayup,looseningthecarpetsothatpeoplewouldtrip.
"Who’sthere?"hesaidsuddenlyastheyclimbedtowardhim.Henarrowedhiswickedblackeyes."Knowyou’rethere,evenifIcan’tseeyou.Areyoughoulieorghostieorweestudentbeastie?"
Heroseupintheairandfloatedthere,squintingatthem.
"ShouldcallFilch,Ishould,ifsomething’sa-creepingaroundunseen."
Harryhadasuddenidea.
"Peeves,"hesaid,inahoarsewhisper,"theBloodyBaronhashisownreasonsforbeinginvisible."
