Гарри Поттер и философский камень
The Man with Two Faces
"Goodafternoon,Harry,"saidDumbledore.
Harrystaredathim.Thenheremembered: "Sir!TheStone!ItwasQuirrell!He’sgottheStone!Sir,quick—"
"Calmyourself,dearboy,youarealittlebehindthetimes,"saidDumbledore."QuirrelldoesnothavetheStone."
"Thenwhodoes?Sir,I—"
"Harry,pleaserelax,orMadamPomfreywillhavemethrownout."
Harryswallowedandlookedaroundhim.Herealizedhemustbeinthehospitalwing.Hewaslyinginabedwithwhitelinensheets,andnexttohimwasatablepiledhighwithwhatlookedlikehalfthecandyshop.
"Tokensfromyourfriendsandadmirers,"saidDumbledore,beaming."WhathappeneddowninthedungeonsbetweenyouandProfessorQuirrellisacompletesecret,so,naturally,thewholeschoolknows. IbelieveyourfriendsMistersFredandGeorgeWeasleywereresponsiblefortryingtosendyouatoiletseat.Nodoubttheythoughtitwouldamuseyou.MadamPomfrey,however,feltitmightnotbeveryhygienic,andconfiscatedit."
"HowlonghaveIbeeninhere?"
"Threedays.Mr.RonaldWeasleyandMissGrangerwillbemostrelievedyouhavecomeround,theyhavebeenextremelyworried."
"Butsir,theStone—"
"Iseeyouarenottobedistracted.Verywell,theStone.ProfessorQuirrelldidnotmanagetotakeitfromyou.Iarrivedintimetopreventthat,althoughyouweredoingverywellonyourown,Imustsay."
