Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           DearProfessorDumbledore, 

           GivenHarryhisletter. 

           Takinghimtobuyhisthingstomorrow. 

           Weather’shorrible. Hopeyou’rewell. 

           Hagrid 

           Hagridrolledupthenote,gaveittotheowl, whichclampeditinitsbeak,wenttothedoor,andthrewtheowloutintothestorm. Thenhecamebackandsatdownasthoughthiswasasnormalastalkingonthetelephone. 

           Harryrealizedhismouthwasopenandcloseditquickly. 

           "WherewasI? "saidHagrid,butatthatmoment,UncleVernon,stillashen-facedbutlookingveryangry,movedintothefirelight. 

           "He’snotgoing,"hesaid. 

           Hagridgrunted. 

           "I’dliketerseeagreatMugglelikeyoustophim,"hesaid. 

           "Awhat? "saidHarry,interested. 

           "AMuggle,"saidHagrid, "it’swhatwecallnonmagicfolklikethem. An’it’syourbadluckyougrewupinafamilyo’thebiggestMugglesIeverlaideyeson." 

           "Wesworewhenwetookhiminwe’dputastoptothatrubbish,"saidUncleVernon,"sworewe’dstampitoutofhim! Wizardindeed!"