哈利·波特 · 01 Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

2 The Vanishing Glass

CHAPTER TWO THE VANISHING GLASS Nearly ten years had passed since the Dursleys had woken up to find their nephew on the front step, but Privet Drive had hardly changed at all. The sun rose on the same tidy front gardens and lit up the brass number four on the Dursleys' front door; it crept into their living room, which was almost exactly the same as it had been on the night when Mr. Dursley had seen that fateful news report about the owls. Only

第二章消失的玻璃自从德思礼一家醒来发现他们的侄子站在前门台阶上以来,已经快十年过去了,但女贞路几乎没有什么变化。 太阳依旧在整洁的前花园升起,照亮了德思礼家前门的四号铜门;它悄悄溜进了他们的客厅,这里和德思礼先生看到那篇关于猫头鹰的重大新闻报道的那天晚上几乎一模一样。 只有

the photographs on the mantelpiece really showed how much time had passed. Ten years ago, there had been lots of pictures of what looked like a large pink beach ball wearing different-colored bonnets but Dudley Dursley was no longer a baby, and now the photographs showed a large blond boy riding his first bicycle, on a carousel at the fair, playing a computer game with his father, being hugged and kissed by his mother. The room held no sign at all that another boy lived in the house, too. Yet Harry Potter was still there, asleep at the moment, but not for long. His Aunt Petunia was awake and it was her shrill voice that made the first noise of the day. "Up! Get up! Now!" Harry woke with a start. His aunt rapped on the door again. "Up!" she screeched. Harry heard her walking toward the kitchen and then the sound of the

壁炉架上的照片确实显示了时间的流逝。 十年前,有很多照片,看起来像一个戴着不同颜色帽子的粉红色大沙滩球,但达力·德思礼已经不是婴儿了,现在的照片是一个高大的金发男孩骑着他的第一辆自行车,在集市上的旋转木马上,和父亲玩电脑游戏,被母亲拥抱和亲吻。 房间里没有任何迹象表明房子里还住着另一个男孩。 然而哈利·波特还在那儿,此刻正在睡觉,但睡不了多久。 他的佩妮姨妈醒了,是她那尖利的声音发出了这一天的第一声噪音。 “起来!起来!现在!”哈利被惊醒了。 他的姨妈又在敲门。 “起来!”她尖叫道。哈利听见她朝厨房走去,然后是

frying pan being put on the stove. He rolled onto his back and tried to remember the dream he had been having. It had been a good one. There had been a flying motorcycle in it. He had a funny feeling he'd had the same dream before. His aunt was back outside the door. "Are you up yet?" she demanded. "Nearly," said Harry. "Well, get a move on, I want you to look after the bacon. And don't you dare let it burn, I want everything perfect on Duddy's birthday." Harry groaned. "What did you say?" his aunt snapped through the door. "Nothing, nothing..." Dudley's birthday how could he have forgotten? Harry got slowly out of bed and started looking for socks. He found a pair under his bed and, after pulling a spider off one of them, put them on. Harry was used to spiders, because the

煎锅被放在炉子上。 他翻了个身,努力回忆刚才做的梦。 这是一个很好的机会。里面有一辆会飞的摩托车。 他有一种奇怪的感觉,他以前做过同样的梦。 他的姨妈回到了门外。 “你起床了吗?”她问。 “差不多了。”哈利说。“好吧,快点,我要你照看熏肉。 别让它烧了,达力生日那天我要一切都完美无缺。” 哈利呻吟着。“你说什么?”姨妈冲进门来,厉声说。 “没什么,没什么……”达力的生日他怎么会忘了呢? 哈利慢慢地下了床,开始找袜子。 他在床下找到了一双,把一只蜘蛛从其中一只身上拉下来,穿上了。 哈利已经习惯了蜘蛛,因为

cupboard under the stairs was full of them, and that was where he slept. When he was dressed he went down the hall into the kitchen. The table was almost hidden beneath all Dudley's birthday presents. It looked as though Dudley had gotten the new computer he wanted, not to mention the second television and the racing bike. Exactly why Dudley wanted a racing bike was a mystery to Harry, as Dudley was very fat and hated exercise unless of course it involved punching somebody. Dudley's favorite punching bag was Harry, but he couldn't often catch him. Harry didn't look it, but he was very fast. Perhaps it had something to do with living in a dark cupboard, but Harry had always been small and skinny for his age. He looked even smaller and skinnier than he really was because all he had to wear were old clothes of Dudley's, and Dudley was about four times bigger than he was. Harry

楼梯下的碗柜里装满了它们,那是他睡觉的地方。 他穿好衣服后,穿过门厅来到厨房。 桌子几乎被达力的生日礼物给盖住了。 达力似乎得到了他想要的新电脑,更不用说第二台电视机和赛车了。 达力究竟为什么想要一辆赛车,这对哈利来说是个谜,因为达力很胖,讨厌运动,当然,除非是拳击。 达力最喜欢的拳击袋是哈利,但他不能经常抓住哈利。 哈利没看出来,但他跑得很快。 也许这和他一直住在一个黑暗的橱柜里有关,但就他的年龄来说,哈利总是又小又瘦。 他看起来比实际更瘦小,因为他只穿达力的旧衣服,而达力比他大四倍。 哈利

had a thin face, knobbly knees, black hair, and bright green eyes. He wore round glasses held together with a lot of Scotch tape because of all the times Dudley had punched him on the nose. The only thing Harry liked about his own appearance was a very thin scar on his forehead that was shaped like a bolt of lightning. He had had it as long as he could remember, and the first question he could ever remember asking his Aunt Petunia was how he had gotten it. "In the car crash when your parents died," she had said. "And don't ask questions." Don't ask questions that was the first rule for a quiet life with the Dursleys. Uncle Vernon entered the kitchen as Harry was turning over the bacon. "Comb your hair!" he barked, by way of a morning greeting. About once a week, Uncle Vernon looked over the top of his newspaper and shouted that Harry

瘦削的脸,凹凸不平的膝盖,乌黑的头发和明亮的绿眼睛。 他戴着一副用透明胶带粘在一起的圆眼镜,因为达力老是打他的鼻子。 哈利唯一喜欢自己外表的是额头上一道很薄的伤疤,形状像一道闪电。 从他记事起,他就有了它,他记得他问佩妮姨妈的第一个问题就是他是怎么得到它的。 “在你父母去世的那场车祸中,”她说。 “不要问问题。” 不要问问题,这是在德思礼家过平静生活的第一条原则。 哈利翻咸肉时,弗农姨父走进了厨房。 “梳头!”他叫道,作为早晨的问候。 大约每星期有一次,弗农姨父从报纸上方看过去,大声喊哈利

needed a haircut. Harry must have had more haircuts than the rest of the boys in his class put together, but it made no difference, his hair simply grew that way all over the place. Harry was frying eggs by the time Dudley arrived in the kitchen with his mother. Dudley looked a lot like Uncle Vernon. He had a large pink face, not much neck, small, watery blue eyes, and thick blond hair that lay smoothly on his thick, fat head. Aunt Petunia often said that Dudley looked like a baby angel Harry often said that Dudley looked like a pig in a wig. Harry put the plates of egg and bacon on the table, which was difficult as there wasn't much room. Dudley, meanwhile, was counting his presents. His face fell. "Thirty-six," he said, looking up at his mother and father. "That's two less than last year." "Darling, you haven't counted Auntie Marge's present, see, it's here under this big one from

我需要理发。哈利剪的头发肯定比班上其他男生剪的头发加起来还多,但这没什么区别,他的头发只是到处都是那样。 达力和母亲来到厨房时,哈利正在煎鸡蛋。 达力长得很像弗农姨父。 他有一张粉红色的大脸,脖子不大,一双水汪汪的小蓝眼睛,浓密的金发平滑地披在他肥厚的头上。 佩妮姨妈常说达力像个小天使。哈利常说达力像头戴假发的猪。 哈利把几盘鸡蛋和熏肉放到桌上,这很困难,因为桌子上没有太多的地方。 与此同时,达力在数他的礼物。 他的脸沉了下来。“三十六岁,”他抬头看着他的父母说。 “这比去年少了两个。” “亲爱的,你还没数玛姬姑妈的礼物呢,瞧,就在这个大礼物下面

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