50 примеров информирующей речевой стратегии из серии романов о Гарри Поттере с указанием книги из которой это взято

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
1. ‘Yes,’ said Professor McGonagall. ‘And I don’t suppose you’re going to tell me why you’re here, of all places?’ ‘I’ve come to bring Harry to his aunt and uncle. They’re the only family he has left now.’ ‘You don’t mean – you can’t mean the people who live here?’ cried Professor McGonagall, jumping to her feet and pointing at number four. ‘Dumbledore – you can’t. I’ve been watching them all day. You couldn’t find two people who are less like us. And they’ve got this son – I saw him kicking his mother all the way up the street, screaming for sweets. Harry Potter come and live here!’
2. ‘Vernon,’ Aunt Petunia was saying in a quivering voice, ‘look at the address – how could they possibly know where he sleeps? You don’t think they’re watching the house?’ ‘Watching – spying – might be following us,’ muttered Uncle Vernon wildly. ‘But what should we do, Vernon? Should we write back? Tell them we don’t want –’ Harry could see Uncle Vernon’s shiny black shoes pacing up and down the kitchen. ‘No,’ he said finally. ‘No, we’ll ignore it. If they don’t get an answer ... yes, that’s best ... we won’t do anything ...’
3. ‘Morning,’ said Hagrid to a free goblin. ‘We’ve come ter take some money outta Mr Harry Potter’s safe.’ ‘You have his key, sir?’ ‘Got it here somewhere,’ said Hagrid
4. ‘Hullo,’ said the boy, ‘Hogwarts too?’ ‘Yes,’ said Harry. ‘My father’s next door buying my books and mother’s up the street looking at wands,’ said the boy. He had a bored, drawling voice. ‘Then I’m going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don’t see why first-years can’t have their own. I think I’ll bully father into getting me one and I’ll smuggle it in somehow.’
5. ‘Er – Uncle Vernon?’ Uncle Vernon grunted to show he was listening. ‘Er – I need to be at King’s Cross tomorrow to – to go to Hogwarts.’ Uncle Vernon grunted again. ‘Would it be all right if you gave me a lift?’
6 . ‘Dinky Duddydums, don’t cry, Mummy won’t let him spoil your special day!’ she cried, flinging her arms around him. ‘I ... don’t ... want ... him ... t-t-to come!’ Dudley yelled between huge pretend sobs. ‘He always sp-spoils everything!’ He shot Harry a nasty grin through the gap in his mother’s arms.