Гарри Поттер и философский камень
The Keeper of the Keys
"Youknew? "saidHarry. "YouknewI’ma—awizard?"
"Knew! "shriekedAuntPetuniasuddenly. "Knew! Ofcourseweknew! Howcouldyounotbe,mydrattedsisterbeingwhatshewas? Oh,shegotaletterjustlikethatanddisappearedofftothat—thatschool—andcamehomeeveryvacation withherpocketsfulloffrogspawn,turningteacupsintorats. Iwastheonlyonewhosawherforwhatshewas—afreak! Butformymotherandfather,ohno,itwasLilythisandLilythat, theywereproudofhavingawitchinthefamily!"
Shestoppedtodrawadeepbreathandthenwentrantingon. Itseemedshehadbeenwantingtosayallthisforyears.
"ThenshemetthatPotteratschoolandtheyleftandgotmarried andhadyou,andofcourseIknewyou’dbejustthesame,justasstrange,justas—as—abnormal —andthen,ifyouplease,shewentandgotherselfblownupandwegotlandedwithyou!"
Harryhadgoneverywhite. Assoonashefoundhisvoicehesaid, "Blownup? Youtoldmetheydiedinacarcrash!"
"CARCRASH! "roaredHagrid,jumpingupsoangrilythattheDursleysscuttledbacktotheircorner. "HowcouldacarcrashkillLilyan’JamesPotter? It’sanoutrage! Ascandal! HarryPotternotknowin’hisownstorywheneverykidinourworldknowshisname!"
"Butwhy? Whathappened? "Harryaskedurgently.
TheangerfadedfromHagrid’sface. Helookedsuddenlyanxious.
