Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           "Um—Hagrid?" 

           "Mm? "saidHagrid,whowaspullingonhishugeboots. 

           "Ihaven’tgotanymoney—andyouheardUncleVernonlastnight...hewon’tpayformetogoandlearnmagic." 

           "Don’tworryaboutthat,"saidHagrid,standingupandscratchinghishead. "D’yehthinkyerparentsdidn’tleaveyehanything?" 

           "Butiftheirhousewasdestroyed—" 

           "Theydidn’keeptheirgoldinthehouse,boy! Nah,firststopferusisGringotts. Wizards’bank. Haveasausage,they’renotbadcold—an’Iwouldn’saynotehabito’yerbirthdaycake,neither." 

           "Wizardshavebanks?" 

           "Justtheone. Gringotts. Runbygoblins." 

           Harrydroppedthebitofsausagehewasholding. 

           "Goblins?" 

           "Yeah—soyeh’dbemadtertryan’robit,I’lltellyehthat. Nevermesswithgoblins,Harry. Gringottsisthesafestplaceintheworldferanythingyehwantterkeepsafe—’ceptmaybeHogwarts. Asamattero’fact,IgottavisitGringottsanyway. FerDumbledore. Hogwartsbusiness. "Hagriddrewhimselfupproudly. "Heusuallygetsmeterdoimportantstuffferhim. Fetchin’you—gettin’thingsfromGringotts—knowshecantrustme,see."