Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Through the Trapdoor
Theirfirstrealshockcamewhentheirotherknightwastaken.Thewhitequeensmashedhimtotheflooranddraggedhimofftheboard,wherehelayquitestill,facedown.
"Hadtoletthathappen,"saidRon,lookingshaken."Leavesyoufreetotakethatbishop,Hermione,goon."
Everytimeoneoftheirmenwaslost,thewhitepiecesshowednomercy.Soontherewasahuddleoflimpblackplayersslumpedalongthewall.Twice,RononlyjustnoticedintimethatHarryandHermionewereindanger. Hehimselfdartedaroundtheboard,takingalmostasmanywhitepiecesastheyhadlostblackones.
"We’renearlythere,"hemutteredsuddenly."Letmethink—letmethink..."
Thewhitequeenturnedherblankfacetowardhim.
"Yes..."saidRonsoftly,"It’stheonlyway...I’vegottobetaken."
"NO!"HarryandHermioneshouted.
"That’schess!"snappedRon."You’vegottomakesomesacrifices!Itakeonestepforwardandshe’lltakeme—thatleavesyoufreetocheckmatetheking,Harry!"
"But—"
"DoyouwanttostopSnapeornot?"
"Ron—"
"Look,ifyoudon’thurryup,he’llalreadyhavetheStone!"
Therewasnoalternative.
