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J. K. Rowling

Harry Potter 3 - Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

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    I need you to sign the per­mis­sion form,’ said Har­ry in a rush.

    ‘And why should I do that?’ sneered Un­cle Ver­non.

    ‘Well,’ said Har­ry, choos­ing his words care­ful­ly, ‘it’ll be hard work, pre­tend­ing to Aunt Marge I go to that St What­sits …’

    ‘St Bru­tus’s Se­cure Cen­tre for In­cur­ably Crim­inal Boys!’ bel­lowed Un­cle Ver­non, and Har­ry was pleased to hear a def­inite note of pan­ic in Un­cle Ver­non’s voice.

    ‘Ex­act­ly,’ said Har­ry, look­ing calm­ly up in­to Un­cle Ver­non’s large, pur­ple face. ‘It’s a lot to re­mem­ber. I’ll have to make it sound con­vinc­ing, won’t I? What if I ac­ci­den­tal­ly let some­thing slip?’

    ‘You’ll get the stuff­ing knocked out of you, won’t you?’ roared Un­cle Ver­non, ad­vanc­ing on Har­ry with his fist raised. But Har­ry stood his ground.

    ‘Knock­ing the stuff­ing out of me won’t make Aunt Marge for­get what I could tell her,’ he said grim­ly.

    Un­cle Ver­non stopped, his fist still raised, his face an ug­ly puce.

    ‘But if you sign my per­mis­sion form,’ Har­ry went on quick­ly, ‘I swear I’ll re­mem­ber where I’m sup­posed to go to school, and I’ll act like a Mug – like I’m nor­mal and ev­ery­thing.’

    Har­ry could tell that Un­cle Ver­non was think­ing it over, even if his teeth were bared and a vein was throb­bing in his tem­ple
    Ramina Bebezovaalıntı yaptı2 yıl önce
    “Hang on,” blurted Harry. “What about my punishment?”

    Fudge blinked.

    “Punishment?”

    “I broke the law!” Harry said. “The Decree for the Restriction of Underage Wizardry!”

    “Oh, my dear boy, we’re not going to punish you for a little thing like that!” cried Fudge, waving his crumpet impatiently. “It was an accident! We don’t send people to Azkaban just for blowing up their aunts!”
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    That brings her total of real predictions up to two. I should offer her a pay raise
    Никита Симоновalıntı yaptı3 ay önce
    Pettigrew owes his life to you. You have sent Voldemort a deputy who is in your debt… When one wizard saves another wizard’s life, it creates a certain bond between them… and I’m much mistaken if Voldemort wants his servant in the debt of Harry Potter.”

    “I don’t
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    I’m rather attached to the pink
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    you can see a bit of the lake out of the window
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    The hall was starting to empty as people headed off toward their first lesson.
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    Harry helped himself to sausages and fried tomatoes.
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    quill

    Перо

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    You think the dead we have loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble? Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself most plainly when you have need of him
    Anastasia Branitskaiaalıntı yaptı6 ay önce
    You found him inside yourself.
    Anastasia Branitskaiaalıntı yaptı6 ay önce
    Professor Lupin continued, “The Patronus is a kind of positive force, a projection of the very things that the dementor feeds upon — hope, happiness, the desire to survive — but it cannot feel despair, as real humans can, so the dementors can’t hurt it. But I must warn you, Harry, that the charm might be too advanced for you. Many qualified wizards have difficulty with it.”
    Anastasia Branitskaiaalıntı yaptı6 ay önce
    “Yeh can’ really remember who yeh are after a while. An’ yeh can’ see the point o’ livin’ at all. I used ter hope I’d jus’ die in me sleep. . . . When they let me out, it was like bein’ born again, ev’rythin’ came floodin’ back, it was the bes’ feelin’ in the world. Mind, the dementors weren’t keen on lettin’ me go.”
    Anastasia Branitskaiaalıntı yaptı6 ay önce
    “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”
    Anastasia Branitskaiaalıntı yaptı6 ay önce
    The fortress is set on a tiny island, way out to sea, but they don’t need walls and water to keep the prisoners in, not when they’re all trapped inside their own heads, incapable of a single cheerful thought. Most of them go mad within weeks.”
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    spitting and slashing
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    gentle, tickling sensation

    Нежное, щекочущее ощущение

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    pretend to shriek with pain

    Притвориться, что кричат от боли

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    stop with a jolt
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    Dinner that night was a very enjoyable affair
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