Гарри Поттер и философский камень
The Man with Two Faces
"Don’tbeafool,"snarledtheface. "Bettersaveyourownlifeandjoinme...oryou’llmeetthesameendasyourparents...Theydiedbeggingmeformercy..."
"LIAR! "Harryshoutedsuddenly.
Quirrellwaswalkingbackwardathim,sothatVoldemortcouldstillseehim. Theevilfacewasnowsmiling.
"Howtouching..."ithissed. "Ialwaysvaluebravery...Yes,boy,yourparentswerebrave...Ikilledyourfatherfirst;andheputupacourageousfight... butyourmotherneedn’thavedied...shewastryingtoprotectyou...NowgivemetheStone,unlessyouwanthertohavediedinvain."
"NEVER!"
Harrysprangtowardtheflamedoor,butVoldemortscreamed "SEIZEHIM! "andthenextsecond,HarryfeltQuirrell’shandcloseonhiswrist. Atonce,aneedle-sharppainsearedacrossHarry’sscar; hisheadfeltasthoughitwasabouttosplitintwo; heyelled,strugglingwithallhismight,andtohissurprise,Quirrellletgoofhim. Thepaininhisheadlessened—helookedaroundwildlytoseewhereQuirrellhadgone,andsawhimhunchedinpain,lookingathisfingers—theywereblisteringbeforehiseyes.
"Seizehim! SEIZEHIM! "shriekedVoldemortagain,andQuirrelllunged,knockingHarrycleanoffhisfeetlandingontopofhim,bothhandsaroundHarry’sneck —Harry’sscarwasalmostblindinghimwithpain,yethecouldseeQuirrellhowlinginagony.
"Master,Icannotholdhim—myhands—myhands!"
