Harry Potter: The Complete Collection (комплект из 7 книг)

The first week of term seemed to have dragged on forever, like one gigantic History of Magic lesson.

Harry watched Fred, George, and Lee Jordan juggling empty butterbeer bottles for a moment.

Vicky Frobisher and Geoffrey Hooper both flew better this evening, but Hooper’s a real whiner, he’s always moaning about something or other, and Vicky’s involved in all sorts of societies, she admitted herself that if training clashed with her Charm Club she’d put Charms first.

“I can’t believe it — where’s Hermione gone?”

Ron came running toward him, beaming all over his face and slopping butterbeer down his front

“Well, I think I’ve made my point, Mr. Potter. You may go.”

These were rather feeble rays of light, it was true, but Harry was grateful for anything that might lighten his present darkness;

“The old hag!”

Harry sank back onto his bench and looked down at his steak-and-kidney pie, which he no longer fancied very much.

Harry felt the blood surge to his head and heard a thumping noise in his ears.