13 The Very Secret Diary

CHAPTER THIRTEEN THE VERY SECRET DIARY Hermione remained in the hospital wing for several weeks. There was a flurry of rumor about her disappearance when the rest of the school arrived back from their Christmas holidays, because of course everyone thought that she had

第十三章绝密日记赫敏在医院里住了好几个星期。 当学校的其他同学过完圣诞假期回来时，关于她失踪的谣言满天飞，因为大家当然都认为她失踪了

been attacked. So many students filed past the hospital wing trying to catch a glimpse of her that Madam Pomfrey took out her curtains again and placed them around Hermione's bed, to spare her the shame of being seen with a furry face. Harry and Ron went to visit her every evening. When the new term started, they brought her each day's homework. "If I'd sprouted whiskers, I'd take a break from work," said Ron, tipping a stack of books onto Hermione's bedside table one evening. "Don't be silly, Ron, I've got to keep up," said Hermione briskly. Her spirits were greatly improved by the fact that all the hair had gone from her face and her eyes were turning slowly back to brown. "I don't suppose you've got any new leads?" she added in a whisper, so that Madam Pomfrey couldn't hear her. "Nothing," said Harry gloomily.

遭到袭击。许多学生排队从病房旁走过，想看她一眼，庞弗雷夫人又把帘子拿出来，挂在赫敏的床边，免得别人看见她长着一张毛茸茸的脸而感到羞耻。 哈利和罗恩每天晚上都去看她。 新学期开始时，他们把每天的家庭作业带来给她。 “如果我长了胡子，我就可以不用工作了。”一天晚上，罗恩说着把一摞书放在赫敏的床头柜上。 “别傻了，罗恩，我得跟上。”赫敏轻快地说。 她脸上的头发都掉光了，眼睛也慢慢变回棕色，这使她的情绪大大好转。 “我想你没有什么新的线索吧？”她小声问，不让庞弗雷夫人听见。 “没什么。”哈利沮丧地说。

"I was so sure it was Malfoy," said Ron, for about the hundredth time. "What's that?" asked Harry, pointing to something gold sticking out from under Hermione's pillow. "Just a get well card," said Hermione hastily, trying to poke it out of sight, but Ron was too quick for her. He pulled it out, flicked it open, and read aloud: "To Miss Granger, wishing you a speedy recovery, from your concerned teacher, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award." Ron looked up at Hermione, disgusted. "You sleep with this under your pillow?" But Hermione was spared answering by Madam Pomfrey sweeping over with her evening dose of medicine.

“我很肯定是马尔福干的。”罗恩说，这大概是第一百次了。 “那是什么？”哈利指着赫敏枕头下面伸出来的一个金色的东西问。 “只是一张康复卡。”赫敏急忙说，想把它戳到别人看不见的地方，但罗恩动作太快了。 他把信抽出来，轻轻打开，大声念道：“寄给格兰杰小姐，祝你早日康复，关心你的老师吉德罗·洛哈特教授，梅林爵士勋章三级勋章，防御黑魔法联盟荣誉会员，五次获得《巫师周刊》最迷人微笑奖。” 罗恩厌恶地抬头看着赫敏。 “你睡觉时把这个放在枕头下面？”幸亏庞弗雷夫人端着她晚上吃的药走过来，赫敏才没有回答。

"Is Lockhart the smarmiest bloke you've ever met, or what?" Ron said to Harry as they left the infirmary and started up the stairs toward Gryffindor Tower. Snape had given them so much homework, Harry thought he was likely to be in the sixth year before he finished it. Ron was just saying he wished he had asked Hermione how many rat tails you were supposed to add to a Hair- Raising Potion when an angry outburst from the floor above reached their ears. "That's Filch," Harry muttered as they hurried up the stairs and paused, out of sight, listening hard. "You don't think someone else's been attacked?" said Ron tensely. They stood still, their heads inclined toward Filch's voice, which sounded quite hysterical. even more work for me! Mopping all night, like I haven't got enough to do! No, this is the final straw, I'm going to Dumbledore

“洛哈特是你见过的最聪明的人吗？”罗恩对哈利说，这时他们离开医务室，走上楼梯，朝格兰芬多塔楼走去。 斯内普给他们布置了那么多家庭作业，哈利觉得他可能要到六年级才能完成。 罗恩正说他真后悔问过赫敏，在生发药水里应该加几条老鼠尾巴，这时楼上传来一阵愤怒的喊叫，传到了他们的耳朵里。 “那是费尔奇。”哈利低声说，他们匆匆上楼，停了下来，走到看不见的地方，仔细听着。 “你不会认为又有人被袭击了吧？”罗恩紧张地问。 他们一动不动地站着，脑袋朝费尔奇的声音歪过去，那声音听起来有点歇斯底里。 给我更多的工作！拖了一晚上的地，好像我还有很多事要做似的！不，这是最后一根稻草，我要去找邓布利多

His footsteps receded along the out-of-sight corridor and they heard a distant door slam. They poked their heads around the corner. Filch had clearly been manning his usual lookout post: They were once again on the spot where Mrs. Norris had been attacked. They saw at a glance what Filch had been shouting about. A great flood of water stretched over half the corridor, and it looked as though it was still seeping from under the door of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Now that Filch had stopped shouting, they could hear Myrtle's wails echoing off the bathroom walls. "Now what's up with her?" said Ron. "Let's go and see," said Harry, and holding their robes over their ankles they stepped through the great wash of water to the door bearing its OUT OF ORDER sign, ignored it as always, and entered. Moaning Myrtle was crying, if possible, louder and harder than ever before. She seemed to be hiding down her usual toilet. It was dark in the

他的脚步声沿着看不见的走廊退去，他们听到远处砰的一声关上了门。 他们从拐角处探出头来。 费尔奇显然是在他平时的岗哨站岗，他们又来到了洛丽丝夫人被袭击的地方。 他们一眼就看出费尔奇在喊什么了。 一大片洪水淹没了半个走廊，看起来好像还在从哭泣的桃金娘盥洗室的门缝里渗出来。 既然费尔奇已经停止了叫喊，他们就能听到桃金娘的哀号在盥洗室的墙壁上回响。 “她怎么了？”罗恩说。 “我们去看看。”哈利说，他们把袍子举到脚踝以上，穿过一大片水，走到挂着“故障”标志的门口，像往常一样，他们没有理会它，走了进去。 哭泣的桃金娘哭得比以前更大声、更用力。 她好像是躲在她平时用的马桶下面。 房间里很黑

bathroom because the candles had been extinguished in the great rush of water that had left both walls and floor soaking wet. "What's up, Myrtle?" said Harry. "Who's that?" glugged Myrtle miserably. "Come to throw something else at me?" Harry waded across to her stall and said, "Why would I throw something at you?" "Don't ask me," Myrtle shouted, emerging with a wave of yet more water, which splashed onto the already sopping floor. "Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me. "But it can't hurt you if someone throws something at you," said Harry, reasonably. "I mean, it'd just go right through you, wouldn't it?" He had said the wrong thing. Myrtle puffed herself up and shrieked, "Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten points if you can get it through her stomach! Fifty points if it

浴室里的蜡烛被水冲灭了，墙壁和地板都湿透了。 “怎么了，桃金娘？”哈利问。 “那是谁？”桃金娘痛苦地哽咽着。 “来拿别的东西砸我吗？”哈利涉水走到她的摊位前，说：“我为什么要朝你扔东西？”“别问我。”桃金娘喊道，手里又涌了一波水，溅在已经湿透的地板上。 “我在这里，在做我自己的事，有人觉得向我扔书很有趣。 “但如果有人朝你扔东西，它不会伤害你的。”哈利理智地说。 “我的意思是，它会直接穿过你，不是吗？”他说错话了。 桃金娘鼓足了气，尖声叫道：“让我们都向桃金娘扔书吧，因为她感觉不到！如果你能穿过她的胃得十分！如果是50分