Гарри Поттер и философский камень
Diagon Alley
Harrywishedhehadabouteightmoreeyes. Heturnedhisheadineverydirectionastheywalkedupthestreet,tryingtolookateverythingatonce: theshops,thethingsoutsidethem,thepeopledoingtheirshopping. AplumpwomanoutsideanApothecarywasshakingherheadastheypassed,saying, "Dragonliver,seventeenSicklesanounce,they’remad..."
Alow,softhootingcamefromadarkshopwithasignsayingEeylopsOwlEmporium—Tawny,Screech,Barn,Brown,andSnowy. SeveralboysofaboutHarry’sagehadtheirnosespressedagainstawindowwithbroomsticksinit. "Look,"Harryheardoneofthemsay,"thenewNimbusTwoThousand—fastestever—" Therewereshopssellingrobes,shopssellingtelescopesandstrangesilverinstrumentsHarryhadneverseenbefore, windowsstackedwithbarrelsofbatspleensandeels’eyes,totteringpilesofspellbooks,quills,androllsofparchment,potionbottles,globesofthemoon...
"Gringotts,"saidHagrid.
Theyhadreachedasnowywhitebuildingthattoweredovertheotherlittleshops. Standingbesideitsburnishedbronzedoors,wearingauniformofscarletandgold,was—
"Yeah,that’sagoblin,"saidHagridquietlyastheywalkedupthewhitestonestepstowardhim. ThegoblinwasaboutaheadshorterthanHarry. Hehadaswarthy,cleverface,apointedbeardand,Harrynoticed,verylongfingersandfeet. Hebowedastheywalkedinside. Nowtheywerefacingasecondpairofdoors,silverthistime,withwordsengraveduponthem:
