Гарри Поттер и философский камень
The Keeper of the Keys
ButUncleVernonwasn’tgoingtogiveinwithoutafight.
"Haven’tItoldyouhe’snotgoing?"hehissed. "He’sgoingtoStonewallHighandhe’llbegratefulforit. I’vereadthoselettersandheneedsallsortsofrubbish—spellbooksandwandsand—"
"Ifhewantstergo,agreatMugglelikeyouwon’tstophim,"growledHagrid. "StopLilyan’JamesPotter’ssongoin’terHogwarts! Yermad. Hisname’sbeendowneversincehewasborn. He’soffterthefinestschoolofwitchcraftandwizardryintheworld. Sevenyearsthereandhewon’tknowhimself. He’llbewithyoungstersofhisownsort,ferachange,an’he’llbeunderthegreatestheadmasterHogwartseverhadAlbusDumbled—"
"IAMNOTPAYINGFORSOMECRACKPOTOLDFOOLTOTEACHHIMMAGICTRICKS! "yelledUncleVernon.
Buthehadfinallygonetoofar. Hagridseizedhisumbrellaandwhirleditoverhishead, "NEVER—"hethundered,"—INSULT—ALBUS—DUMBLEDORE—IN—FRONT—OF—ME!"
HebroughttheumbrellaswishingdownthroughtheairtopointatDudley —therewasaflashofvioletlight,asoundlikeafirecracker,asharpsqueal,andthenextsecond,Dudleywasdancingonthespotwithhishandsclaspedoverhisfatbottom,howlinginpain. Whenheturnedhisbackonthem,Harrysawacurlypig’stailpokingthroughaholeinhistrousers.
UncleVernonroared. PullingAuntPetuniaandDudleyintotheotherroom,hecastonelastterrifiedlookatHagridandslammedthedoorbehindthem.
Hagridlookeddownathisumbrellaandstrokedhisbeard.
