Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           Peevesalmostfelloutoftheairinshock.Hecaughthimselfintimeandhoveredaboutafootoffthestairs. 

           "Sosorry,yourbloodiness,Mr.Baron,Sir,"hesaidgreasily."Mymistake,mymistake—Ididn’tseeyou—ofcourseIdidn’t,you’reinvisible—forgiveoldPeevsiehislittlejoke,sir." 

           "Ihavebusinesshere,Peeves,"croakedHarry."Stayawayfromthisplacetonight." 

           "Iwill,sir,Imostcertainlywill,"saidPeeves,risingupintheairagain."Hopeyourbusinessgoeswell,Baron,I’llnotbotheryou." 

           Andhescootedoff. 

           "Brilliant,Harry!"whisperedRon. 

           Afewsecondslater,theywerethere,outsidethethird-floorcorridor—andthedoorwasalreadyajar. 

           "Well,thereyouare,"Harrysaidquietly,"Snape’salreadygotpastFluffy." 

           Seeingtheopendoorsomehowseemedtoimpressuponallthreeofthemwhatwasfacingthem.Underneaththecloak,Harryturnedtotheothertwo. 

           "Ifyouwanttogoback,Iwon’tblameyou,"hesaid."Youcantakethecloak,Iwon’tneeditnow." 

           "Don’tbestupid,"saidRon. 

           "We’recoming,"saidHermione. 

           Harrypushedthedooropen.