15 Beauxbatons and Durmstrang

CHAPTER FIFTEEN Beauxbatons and Durmstrang Early next morning, Harry woke with a plan fully formed in his mind, as though his sleeping brain had been working on it all night. He got up, dressed in the pale dawn light, left the dormitory without waking Ron and went back down to the deserted common room. Here he took a piece of parchment from the table upon which his Divination homework still lay, and wrote the following letter: Dear Sirius,

第十五章布斯巴顿和德姆斯特朗第二天一大早，哈利一觉醒来，脑子里已经有了一个计划，好像他那沉睡的大脑已经想了一整夜似的。 他站起来，在苍白的晨光中穿好衣服，没有吵醒罗恩就离开了宿舍，回到楼下空无一人的公共休息室。 说到这里，他从还放着占卜课作业的桌子上拿起一张羊皮纸，写了这样一封信：

I reckon I just imagined my scar hurting, I was half-asleep when I wrote to you last time. There's no point coming back, everything's fine here. Don't worry about me, my head feels completely normal. Harry He then climbed out of the portrait hole, up through the silent castle (held up only briefly by Peeves, who tried to overturn a large vase on him halfway along the fourth-floor corridor), finally arriving at the Owlery, which was situated at the top of West Tower. The Owlery was a circular stone room; rather cold and draughty, because none of the windows had glass in them. The floor was entirely covered in straw, owl droppings and the regurgitated skeletons of mice and voles. Hundreds upon hundreds of owls of every breed imaginable were nestled here on perches that rose right up to the top of the tower, nearly all of them asleep, though here and there a round amber eye glared at Harry. He spotted Hedwig nestled between a barn owl

我想我只是想象我的伤疤疼了，上次给你写信时我半睡半醒。 没有必要回来，这里一切都很好。 别担心我，我的头感觉完全正常。 然后他爬出肖像洞口，穿过寂静的城堡（皮皮鬼在四楼的走廊上只短暂地挡住了他，他想把一个大花瓶砸在他身上），最后来到了西塔楼顶上的猫头鹰棚屋。 猫头鹰棚屋是一个圆形的石头房间；又冷又透风，因为所有的窗户都没有玻璃。 地板上全是稻草、猫头鹰的粪便和反刍的老鼠和田鼠的骨架。 成百上千只猫头鹰，各种各样的猫头鹰，都栖息在直伸到塔顶的栖木上，几乎全都睡着了，只是偶尔有一只琥珀色的圆眼睛瞪着哈利。 他看见海德薇依偎在一只仓鸮中间

and a tawny, and hurried over to her, sliding a little on the dropping-strewn floor. It took him a little while to persuade her to wake up and then to look at him as she kept shuffling around on her perch, showing him her tail. She was evidently still furious about his lack of gratitude the previous night. In the end, it was Harry suggesting she might be too tired, and that perhaps he would ask Ron to borrow Pigwidgeon, that made her stick out her leg and allow him to tie the letter to it. 'Just find him, all right?' Harry said, stroking her back as he carried her on his arm to one of the holes in the wall. 'Before the Dementors do.' She nipped his finger, perhaps rather harder than she would ordinarily have done, but hooted softly in a reassuring sort of way all the same. Then she spread her wings and took off into the sunrise. Harry watched her out of sight with the familiar feeling of unease back in his stomach. He had been so sure that Sirius' reply would alleviate his worries rather than increasing them.

一个茶色的人，匆匆向她走来，在满是水滴的地板上滑了一下。 他花了一会儿时间才说服她醒来，然后看着他，因为她一直在栖木上拖着脚走来走去，给他看她的尾巴。 她显然还在为前一天晚上他的不感激而生气。 最后，是哈利建议她可能太累了，也许他可以向罗恩借小猪，她才把腿伸出来，让他把信绑在腿上。 “找到他，好吗？”哈利说着，抚摸着她的背，把她抱到墙上的一个洞边。 “赶在摄魂怪之前。”她掐了一下他的手指，也许比平时要用力得多，但还是轻轻地叫了一声，让他放心。 然后，她展开翅膀，飞向日出。 哈利望着她远去，那种熟悉的不安又回到了他的胃里。 他一直坚信小天狼星的回答会减轻他的忧虑，而不是增加他的忧虑。

'That was a lie, Harry,' said Hermione sharply over breakfast, when he told her and Ron what he had done. 'You didn't imagine your scar hurting and you know it.' 'So what?' said Harry. 'He's not going back to Azkaban because of me.' 'Drop it,' said Ron sharply to Hermione, as she opened her mouth to argue some more, and for once, Hermione heeded him, and fell silent. Harry did his best not to worry about Sirius over the next couple of weeks. True, he could not stop himself looking anxiously around every morning when the post owls arrived, nor, late at night before he went to sleep, prevent himself seeing horrible visions of Sirius, cornered by Dementors down some dark London street, but between times he tried to keep his mind off his godfather. He wished he still had Quidditch to distract him; nothing worked so well on a troubled mind as a good, hard training session. On the other hand, their lessons were becoming more difficult and demanding than ever before, particularly Defence Against the Dark Arts.

“那是骗人的，哈利。”吃早饭时，他把自己的所作所为告诉了赫敏和罗恩，赫敏严厉地说。 “你没有想到你的伤疤会痛，你知道这一点。“那又怎样？”哈利问。 “他不会因为我而回阿兹卡班的。“放下它。”罗恩严厉地对赫敏说，这时赫敏正要张嘴继续争辩，赫敏总算听了他的话，不说话了。 在接下来的几个星期里，哈利尽量不去担心小天狼星。 的确，每天早晨，当送信的猫头鹰到达时，他忍不住焦虑不安地四处张望，深夜临睡前，他也忍不住看到小天狼星被摄魂怪逼得走投无路，走在伦敦某条黑暗的街道上的可怕景象，但有时他会努力不去想他的教父。 他真希望还有魁地奇可以分散他的注意力。没有什么比一次好的、艰苦的训练更能有效地消除烦恼了。 另一方面，他们的课比以前更难了，要求也更高了，尤其是黑魔法防御术课。

To their surprise, Professor Moody had announced that he would be putting the Imperius Curse on each of them in turn, to demonstrate its power and to see whether they could resist its effects. 'But– but you said it's illegal, Professor,' said Hermione uncertainly, as Moody cleared away the desks with a sweep of his wand, leaving a large clear space in the middle of the room. 'You said– to use it against another human was–' 'Dumbledore wants you taught what it feels like,' said Moody, his magical eye swivelling onto Hermione and fixing her with an eerie, unblinking stare. 'If you'd rather learn the hard way– when someone's putting it on you so they can control you completely– fine by me. You're excused. Off you go.' He pointed one gnarled finger towards the door. Hermione went very pink, and muttered something about not meaning that she wanted to leave. Harry and Ron grinned at each other. They knew Hermione would rather eat Bubotuber pus than miss such an important lesson.

令他们吃惊的是，穆迪教授宣布他将轮流对他们每个人施夺魂咒，以展示夺魂咒的威力，看看他们是否能抵抗它的作用。 “可是——可是你说过这是不合法的，教授。”赫敏迟疑地说，这时穆迪一挥魔杖，把课桌收拾干净，在屋子中央腾出了一大块空地。 “邓布利多想让你知道那是什么感觉。”穆迪说，他那只带魔法的眼睛转向赫敏，用一种可怕的、一眨也不眨的目光盯着她。 “如果你宁愿以痛苦的方式学习——当别人把它放在你身上，这样他们就可以完全控制你——我也同意。” 你可以走了。你走吧。”他用一根粗糙的手指指着门。 赫敏的脸涨得通红，嘴里嘟囔着什么，好像不是说她想离开。 哈利和罗恩相视而笑。 他们知道赫敏宁愿吃泡泡虫脓水，也不愿错过这么重要的一节课。

Moody began to beckon students forwards in turn and put the Imperius Curse upon them. Harry watched as, one by one, his classmates did the most extraordinary things under its influence. Dean Thomas hopped three times around the room, singing the national anthem. Lavender Brown imitated a squirrel. Neville performed a series of quite astonishing gymnastics he would certainly not have been capable of in his normal state. Not one of them seemed to be able to fight the curse off, and each of them recovered only when Moody had removed it. 'Potter,' Moody growled, 'you next.' Harry moved forward into the middle of the classroom, into the space that Moody had cleared of desks. Moody raised his wand, pointed it at Harry, and said, 'Imperio.' It was the most wonderful feeling. Harry felt a floating sensation as every thought and worry in his head was wiped gently away, leaving nothing but a vague, untraceable happiness. He stood there feeling immensely relaxed, only dimly aware of everyone watching him.

穆迪开始招呼学生们轮流向前走，给他们施夺魂咒。 哈利看着他的同学们一个接一个地在它的影响下做出了最不寻常的事情。 迪安·托马斯唱着国歌，在房间里跳了三圈。 拉文德·布朗模仿松鼠。 纳威表演了一系列非常惊人的体操动作，他在正常状态下肯定做不到。 似乎没有一个人能够抵挡咒语，直到穆迪解除了咒语，他们才都恢复了正常。 “波特，”穆迪吼道，“下一个是你。”哈利走到教室中央，走到穆迪清空课桌的地方。 穆迪举起魔杖，指着哈利说：“夺魂。”这是最美妙的感觉。 哈利感到一种飘浮的感觉，他脑子里的所有想法和忧虑都被轻轻地抹去了，只留下一种模糊的、无法追踪的快乐。 他站在那里，感觉非常放松，只是模模糊糊地意识到大家都在看着他。