Гарри Поттер и философский камень

           "I’msorrytosayIsoldthewandthatdidit,"hesaidsoftly. "Thirteen-and-a-halfinches. Yew.Powerfulwand,verypowerful,andinthewronghands...well,ifI’dknownwhatthatwandwasgoingoutintotheworldtodo..." 

           Heshookhisheadandthen,toHarry’srelief,spottedHagrid. 

           "Rubeus! RubeusHagrid! Hownicetoseeyouagain...Oak,sixteeninches,ratherbendy,wasn’tit?" 

           "Itwas,sir,yes,"saidHagrid. 

           "Goodwand,thatone. ButIsupposetheysnappeditinhalfwhenyougotexpelled? "saidMr.Ollivander,suddenlystern. 

           "Er—yes,theydid,yes,"saidHagrid,shufflinghisfeet. "I’vestillgotthepieces,though,"headdedbrightly. 

           "Butyoudon’tusethem? "saidMr.Ollivandersharply. 

           "Oh,no,sir,"saidHagridquickly. Harrynoticedhegrippedhispinkumbrellaverytightlyashespoke. 

           "Hmmm,"saidMr.Ollivander,givingHagridapiercinglook. "Well,now—Mr.Potter.Letmesee. "Hepulledalongtapemeasurewithsilvermarkingsoutofhispocket. "Whichisyourwandarm?" 

           "Er—well,I’mright-handed,"saidHarry. 

           "Holdoutyourarm. That’sit. "HemeasuredHarryfromshouldertofinger, thenwristtoelbow,shouldertofloor,kneetoarmpitandroundhishead.