12 The Polyjuice Potion

CHAPTER TWELVE THE POLYJUICE POTION They stepped off the stone staircase at the top, and Professor McGonagall rapped on the door. It opened silently and they entered. Professor McGonagall told Harry to wait and left him there, alone. Harry looked around. One thing was certain: of all the teachers' offices Harry had visited so far

第十二章复方汤剂他们走下石阶，麦格教授重重地敲了敲门。 门悄悄地开了，他们走了进去。 麦格教授让哈利等着，把他一个人留在那里。 哈利环顾四周。有一件事是肯定的：在哈利到目前为止去过的所有教师办公室中

this year, Dumbledore's was by far the most interesting. If he hadn't been scared out of his wits that he was about to be thrown out of school, he would have been very pleased to have a chance to look around it. It was a large and beautiful circular room, full of funny little noises. A number of curious silver instruments stood on spindle-legged tables, whirring and emitting little puffs of smoke. The walls were covered with portraits of old headmasters and headmistresses, all of whom were snoozing gently in their frames. There was also an enormous, claw-footed desk, and, sitting on a shelf behind it, a shabby, tattered wizard's hat the Sorting Hat. Harry hesitated. He cast a wary eye around the sleeping witches and wizards on the walls. Surely it couldn't hurt if he took the hat down and tried it on again? Just to see just to make sure it had put him in the right House

今年，邓布利多的课是迄今为止最有趣的。 如果他没有被赶出学校吓得魂飞神离的话，他会很高兴有机会四处看看的。 这是一个大而美丽的圆形房间，充满了有趣的小声音。 细长腿的桌子上放着许多奇怪的银器，旋转着，散发着缕缕烟雾。 墙上挂满了老校长们的肖像，他们都在相框里轻轻地打着盹儿。 还有一张巨大的爪脚书桌，桌子后面的架子上放着一顶破破烂烂的巫师帽——分院帽。 哈利犹豫了。他警惕地扫视了一下墙上熟睡的男女巫师。 如果他把帽子摘下来再戴上试试，肯定不会有什么坏处吧？ 只是为了看看，只是为了确保他进对了学院

He walked quietly around the desk, lifted the hat from its shelf, and lowered it slowly onto his head. It was much too large and slipped down over his eyes, just as it had done the last time he'd put it on. Harry stared at the black inside of the hat, waiting. Then a small voice said in his ear, "Bee in your bonnet, Harry Potter?" "Er, yes," Harry muttered. "Er sorry to bother you I wanted to ask "You've been wondering whether I put you in the right House," said the hat smartly. "Yes you were particularly difficult to place. But I stand by what I said before" Harry's heart leapt "you would have done well in Slytherin Harry's stomach plummeted. He grabbed the point of the hat and pulled it off. It hung limply in his hand, grubby and faded. Harry pushed it back onto its shelf, feeling sick. "You're wrong," he said aloud to the still and silent hat. It didn't move. Harry backed away,

他悄悄地绕着桌子走了一圈，从架子上取下帽子，慢慢地戴在头上。 它太大了，滑下来遮住了他的眼睛，就像他上次戴上它一样。 哈利盯着帽子里面的黑色部分，等待着。 这时，一个小小的声音在他耳边说：“你的帽子里有蜜蜂吗，哈利·波特？”“嗯，是的。”哈利低声说。 “哦，对不起，打扰你了，我是想问你的。”“你一直在怀疑我是否把你分到正确的学院。”帽子机灵地说。 “是的，你的位置特别难找。 但我坚持我之前所说的“哈利的心怦怦直跳”——你在斯莱特林会表现得很好——哈利的胃猛地一沉。 他抓住帽子尖，把它摘了下来。 它软弱无力地挂在他手里，又脏又褪色。 哈利把它推回到架子上，觉得恶心。 “你错了，”他大声地对那顶静止不动的帽子说。 它没有动。哈利往后退，

watching it. Then a strange, gagging noise behind him made him wheel around. He wasn't alone after all. Standing on a golden perch behind the door was a decrepit-looking bird that resembled a half-plucked turkey. Harry stared at it and the bird looked balefully back, making its gagging noise again. Harry thought it looked very ill. Its eyes were dull and, even as Harry watched, a couple more feathers fell out of its tail. Harry was just thinking that all he needed was for Dumbledore's pet bird to die while he was alone in the office with it, when the bird burst into flames. Harry yelled in shock and backed away into the desk. ikcjeo. He looked feverishly around in case there was a glass of water somewhere but couldn't see one; the bird, meanwhile, had become a fireball; it gave one loud shriek and next second there was nothing but a smoldering pile of ash on the floor.

看它。这时，他身后传来一种奇怪的、令人窒息的声音，使他转过身来。 毕竟他并不孤单。 门后的金色栖木上站着一只老态龙钟的鸟，像一只拔了一半毛的火鸡。 哈利盯着它看，那只鸟恶狠狠地回看了它一眼，又发出了令人窒息的声音。 哈利觉得它看上去病得很重。 它的眼睛呆滞，就在哈利注视着的时候，又有几根羽毛从尾巴上掉了下来。 哈利正在想，他只需要邓布利多的那只宠物鸟在他一个人待在办公室的时候死去，那只鸟突然燃烧起来。 哈利惊叫一声，退到书桌前。 他焦急地四下张望，生怕什么地方有一杯水，可是没有看见。与此同时，那只鸟变成了一个火球；它发出一声尖叫，紧接着地板上就变成了一堆冒烟的灰烬。

The office door opened. Dumbledore came in, looking very somber. "Professor," Harry gasped. "Your bird I couldn't do anything he just caught fire To Harry's astonishment, Dumbledore smiled. "About time, too," he said. "He's been looking dreadful for days; I've been telling him to get a move on." He chuckled at the stunned look on Harry's face. "Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes. Watch him Harry looked down in time to see a tiny, wrinkled, newborn bird poke its head out of the ashes. It was quite as ugly as the old one. "It's a shame you had to see him on a Burning Day," said Dumbledore, seating himself behind his desk. "He's really very handsome most of the time, wonderful red and gold plumage.

办公室的门开了。邓布利多走了进来，神情十分忧郁。 “教授。”哈利喘着气说。 “你的鸟我什么也做不了，它突然着了火。令哈利吃惊的是，邓布利多笑了。 “也是时候了，”他说。 “这几天他的脸色一直很难看。我一直在告诉他赶快行动。” 看到哈利脸上惊愕的表情，他轻声笑了起来。 “福克斯是一只凤凰，哈利。 凤凰在死亡的时候会燃起火焰，从灰烬中重生。 哈利低头一看，正好看见一只小小的、满是皱纹的新生小鸟从灰烬中探出头来。 它和旧的一样丑。 “真遗憾，你不得不在燃烧日见到他。”邓布利多说着，在桌子后面坐了下来。 “他大部分时间都非常英俊，有着漂亮的红色和金色羽毛。

Fascinating creatures, phoenixes. They can carry immensely heavy loads, their tears have healing powers, and they make highly faithful pets." In the shock of Fawkes catching fire, Harry had forgotten what he was there for, but it all came back to him as Dumbledore settled himself in the high chair behind the desk and fixed Harry with his penetrating, light-blue stare. Before Dumbledore could speak another word, however, the door of the office flew open with an almighty bang and Hagrid burst in, a wild look in his eyes, his balaclava perched on top of his shaggy black head and the dead rooster still swinging from his hand. "It wasn' Harry, Professor Dumbledore!" said Hagrid urgently. "I was talkin' ter him seconds before that kid was found, he never had time, sir—" Dumbledore tried to say something, but Hagrid went ranting on, waving the rooster around in his

神奇的生物，凤凰。 它们可以携带非常重的东西，它们的眼泪有治愈的力量，它们是非常忠诚的宠物。” 在福克斯着火的震惊中，哈利已经忘记了他来这里的目的，但当邓布利多在桌子后面的高脚椅上坐下来，用他那锐利的浅蓝色的目光盯着哈利时，他又想起来了。 邓布利多还没来得及说一句话，办公室的门就砰的一声开了，海格冲了进来，眼睛里露出狂野的神情，巴拉克拉瓦帽搭在蓬乱的黑头顶上，死公鸡还在他手里晃来晃去。 “不是哈利，邓布利多教授！”海格急切地说。 “那孩子被发现的几秒钟前，我还在跟他说话，他根本没时间，先生——”邓布利多想说点什么，但海格继续咆哮着，手里挥舞着那只公鸡