Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Letters from No One
Withastrangledcry,UncleVernonleaptfromhisseat andrandownthehall, Harryrightbehindhim. UncleVernonhadtowrestleDudleytotheground togettheletterfromhim, whichwasmadedifficultbythefactthatHarryhadgrabbedUncleVernonaroundtheneckfrombehind. Afteraminuteofconfusedfighting, inwhicheveryonegothitalotbytheSmeltingstick, UncleVernonstraightenedup, gaspingforbreath,withHarry’sletterclutchedinhishand.
"Gotoyourcupboard—Imean,yourbedroom," hewheezedatHarry. "Dudley—go—justgo."
Harrywalkedroundandroundhisnewroom. Someoneknewhehadmovedoutofhiscupboard andtheyseemedtoknowhehadn’treceivedhisfirstletter. Surelythatmeantthey’dtryagain? Andthistimehe’dmakesuretheydidn’tfail. Hehadaplan.
Therepairedalarmclockrangatsixo’clockthenextmorning. Harryturneditoffquicklyanddressedsilently. Hemustn’twaketheDursleys. Hestoledownstairswithoutturningonanyofthelights.
HewasgoingtowaitforthepostmanonthecornerofPrivetDriveandgetthelettersfornumberfourfirst. Hishearthammeredashecreptacrossthedarkhalltowardthefrontdoor—
"AAAAARRRGH!"
Harryleaptintotheair; he’dtroddenonsomethingbigandsquashyonthedoormat —somethingalive!
Lightsclickedonupstairs andtohishorrorHarryrealized thatthebig,squashysomethinghadbeenhisuncle’sface.
