text_original: Temple's beautiful face had by this time been thrust out of the door. "For the love of heaven, Harry, let him come in with us. We're late enough as it is." Mr. Riddle turned on his heel. He tried to glare at Nick, but he broke into a laugh instead.
text_transcription: TEMPLE'S BEAUTIFUL FACE HAD BY THIS TIME BEEN THRUST OUT OF THE DOOR FOR THE LOVE OF HEAVEN HARRY LET HIM COME IN WITH US WE'RE LATE ENOUGH AS IT IS MISTER RIDDLE TURNED ON HIS HEEL HE TRIED TO GLARE AT NICK BUT HE BROKE INTO A LAUGH INSTEAD
phonemes: tˈɛmpəlz bjˈuːɾifəl fˈeɪs hæd baɪ ðɪs tˈaɪm bˌɪn θɹˈʌst ˌaʊɾəv ðə dˈɔːɹ. "fɚðə lˈʌv ʌv hˈɛvən, hˈæɹi, lˈɛt hˌɪm kˈʌm ɪn wɪð ˌʌs. wɪɹ lˈeɪt ɪnˈʌf ˌæzɪtˈɪz." mˈɪstɚ. ɹˈɪdəl tˈɜːnd ˌɔn hɪz hˈiːl. hiː tɹˈaɪd tə ɡlˈɛɹ æt nˈɪk, bˌʌt hiː bɹˈoʊk ˌɪntʊ ɐ lˈæf ɪnstˈɛd.