Гарри Поттер и философский камень
The Boy who lived
Rejoice,forYou-Know-Whohasgoneatlast! EvenMuggleslikeyourselfshouldbecelebrating,thishappy,happyday!"
AndtheoldmanhuggedMr.Dursleyaroundthemiddleandwalkedoff.
Mr.Dursleystoodrootedtothespot. Hehadbeenhuggedbyacompletestranger. HealsothoughthehadbeencalledaMuggle, whateverthatwas. Hewasrattled.Hehurriedtohiscar andsetoffforhome,hopinghewasimaginingthings, whichhehadneverhopedbefore, becausehedidn’tapproveofimagination.
Ashepulledintothedrivewayofnumberfour,thefirstthinghesaw —anditdidn’timprovehismood —wasthetabbycathe’dspottedthatmorning. Itwasnowsittingonhisgardenwall. Hewassureitwasthesameone; ithadthesamemarkingsarounditseyes.
"Shoo!"saidMr.Dursleyloudly.
Thecatdidn’tmove. Itjustgavehimasternlook. Wasthisnormalcatbehavior? Mr.Dursleywondered. Tryingtopullhimselftogether, helethimselfintothehouse. Hewasstilldeterminednottomentionanythingtohiswife.
Mrs.Dursleyhadhadanice,normalday. ShetoldhimoverdinnerallaboutMrs.NextDoor’sproblemswithherdaughter andhowDudleyhadlearnedanewword("Won’t!"). Mr.Dursleytriedtoactnormally. WhenDudleyhadbeenputtobed, hewentintothelivingroomintimetocatchthelastreportontheeveningnews:
