-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джоан Роулинг
-
- Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
-
- Стр. 337/438
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
Hermione
was
screaming
;
Ron
was
yelling
;
there
was
a
blinding
flash
as
the
wands
in
Black
's
hand
sent
a
jet
of
sparks
into
the
air
that
missed
Harry
's
face
by
inches
;
Harry
felt
the
shrunken
arm
under
his
fingers
twisting
madly
,
but
he
clung
on
,
his
other
hand
punching
every
part
of
Black
it
could
find
.
But
Black
's
free
hand
had
found
Harry
's
throat
"
No
,
"
he
hissed
,
"
I
've
waited
too
long
--
"
The
fingers
tightened
,
Harry
choked
,
his
glasses
askew
.
Then
he
saw
Hermione
's
foot
swing
out
of
nowhere
.
Black
let
go
of
Harry
with
a
grunt
of
pain
;
Ron
had
thrown
himself
on
Black
's
wand
hand
and
Harry
heard
a
faint
clatter
--
He
fought
free
of
the
tangle
of
bodies
and
saw
his
own
wand
rolling
across
the
floor
;
he
threw
himself
toward
it
but
"
Argh
!
"
Crookshanks
had
joined
the
fray
;
both
sets
of
front
claws
had
sunk
themselves
deep
into
Harry
's
arm
;
Harry
threw
him
off
,
but
Crookshanks
now
darted
toward
Harry
's
wand
--
"
NO
YOU
DO
N'T
!
"
roared
Harry
,
and
he
aimed
a
kick
at
Crookshanks
that
made
the
cat
leap
aside
,
spitting
;
Harry
snatched
up
his
wand
and
turned
--
