32 Flesh, Blood, and Bone

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO Flesh, Blood and Bone Harry felt his feet slam into the ground; his injured leg gave way and he fell forwards; his hand let go of the Triwizard Cup at last. He raised his head. 'Where are we?' he said. Cedric shook his head. He got up, pulled Harry to his feet, and they looked around. They had left the Hogwarts grounds completely; they had obviously travelled miles–perhaps hundreds of miles–for even the mountains surrounding the castle were gone. They were standing instead in a dark and overgrown graveyard; the black outline of a small church was visible beyond a large yew tree to their right. A hill rose above them to their left. Harry could just

第三十二章肉、血和骨头哈利感到自己的脚重重地踩在地上；他受伤的腿松开了，向前倒了下去；他的手终于松开了三强杯。 他抬起头。“我们在哪儿？”他说。 塞德里克摇了摇头。他站起来，把哈利拉起来，两人环顾四周。 他们已经完全离开了霍格沃茨的场地。他们显然走了好几英里——也许几百英里——因为连城堡周围的山都不见了。 他们站在一片漆黑、杂草丛生的墓地里。在他们右边的一棵大紫杉树后面，可以看到一座小教堂的黑色轮廓。 在他们的左边，一座小山耸立在他们上方。 哈利可以

make out the outline of a fine old house on the hillside. Cedric looked down at the Triwizard Cup and then up at Harry. 'Did anyone tell you the Cup was a Portkey?' he asked. 'Nope,' said Harry. He was looking around the graveyard. It was completely silent, and slightly eerie. 'Is this supposed to be part of the task?' 'I dunno,' said Cedric. He sounded slightly nervous. 'Wands out, d'you reckon?' 'Yeah,' said Harry, glad that Cedric had made the suggestion rather than him. They pulled out their wands. Harry kept looking around him. He had, yet again, the strange feeling that they were being watched. 'Someone's coming,' he said suddenly. Squinting tensely through the darkness, they watched the figure drawing nearer, walking steadily towards them between the graves. Harry couldn't make out a face; but from the way it was walking, and holding its arms, he could tell that it

辨认出山坡上一座漂亮的老房子的轮廓。 塞德里克低头看着三强杯，又抬头看着哈利。 “有人告诉过你杯子是门钥匙吗？”他问。 “没有。”哈利说。他环顾着墓地。 四周鸦雀无声，有点诡异。 “这应该是任务的一部分吗？”“我不知道。”塞德里克说。 他听起来有点紧张。 “拿出魔杖来，你说呢？”“是啊。”哈利说，很高兴是塞德里克而不是他提出了这个建议。 他们抽出了魔杖。 哈利不停地环顾四周。 他又有了一种奇怪的感觉，觉得有人在监视他们。 “有人来了。”他突然说。 他们在黑暗中紧张地眯起眼睛，看着那个身影越来越近，在坟墓之间稳步地向他们走来。 哈利看不清一张脸。但从它走路的样子和抱着胳膊的样子，他可以看出它

was carrying something. Whoever they were, they were short, and wearing a hooded cloak pulled up over their head to obscure their face. And–several paces nearer, the space between them closing all the time–he saw that the thing in the person's arms looked like a baby…or was it merely a bundle of robes? Harry lowered his wand slightly, and glanced sideways at Cedric. Cedric shot him a quizzical look. They both turned back to watch the approaching figure. It stopped beside a towering marble headstone, only six feet from them. For a second, Harry and Cedric and the short figure simply looked at each other. And then, without warning, Harry's scar exploded with pain. It was agony such as he had never felt in all his life; his wand slipped from his fingers as he put his hands over his face; his knees buckled; he was on the ground and he could see nothing at all, his head was about to split open. From far away, above his head, he heard a high, cold voice say, 'Kill the spare.'

拿着什么东西。不管他们是谁，他们都很矮，穿着一件兜帽斗篷，把他们的脸遮住了。 又走近几步，他们之间的距离越来越近，他看到那人怀里的东西看起来像个婴儿……或者只是一捆袍子？ 哈利把魔杖略微放下，瞥了塞德里克一眼。 塞德里克疑惑地看了他一眼。 他们俩都转过身来，看着那个走近的人影。 车停在一座高耸的大理石墓碑旁，离他们只有六英尺远。 有那么一瞬间，哈利、塞德里克和那个矮个子只是对视了一下。 就在这时，哈利的伤疤突然剧痛起来。 这是他一生中从未感到过的痛苦；他用手捂着脸，魔杖从指间滑落；他的膝盖弯了下来；他躺在地上，什么也看不见，他的头都要裂开了。 在他的头顶上，他听到一个高亢、冰冷的声音说：“杀死备用的。”

A swishing noise and a second voice, which screeched the words to the night: 'Avada Kedavra!' A blast of green light blazed through Harry's eyelids, and he heard something heavy fall to the ground beside him; the pain in his scar reached such a pitch that he retched, and then it diminished; terrified of what he was about to see, he opened his stinging eyes. Cedric was lying spread-eagled on the ground beside him. He was dead. For a second that contained an eternity, Harry stared into Cedric's face, at his open grey eyes, blank and expressionless as the windows of a deserted house, at his half-open mouth, which looked slightly surprised. And then, before Harry's mind had accepted what he was seeing, before he could feel anything but numb disbelief, he felt himself being pulled to his feet. The short man in the cloak had put down his bundle, lit his wand, and was dragging Harry towards the marble headstone. Harry saw the

一阵嗖嗖声，第二个声音对着黑夜尖声喊道：“阿瓦达索命！”一道绿光划过哈利的眼皮，他听见有个沉重的东西掉在他身边的地上。伤疤疼得他直吐，然后又消了下去；他被即将看到的东西吓坏了，睁开了刺痛的眼睛。 塞德里克四肢伸开躺在他身边的地上。 他死了。哈利盯着塞德里克的脸，盯着他那双睁着的灰色眼睛，像一所空房子的窗户一样茫然无表情，盯着他半张着的嘴巴，看上去有点惊讶。 接着，哈利还没来得及接受他所看到的一切，除了麻木的难以置信，他就感到自己被拉了起来。 那个穿隐形衣的矮个子男人放下了包袱，点燃了魔杖，拖着哈利走向大理石墓碑。 哈利看见了。

name upon it flickering in the wand-light before he was forced around and slammed against it. TOM RIDDLE The cloaked man was now conjuring tight cords around Harry, tying him from neck to ankles to the headstone. Harry could hear shallow, fast breathing from the depths of the hood; he struggled, and the man hit him–hit him with a hand that had a finger missing. And Harry realised who was under the hood. It was Wormtail. 'You!' he gasped. But Wormtail, who had finished conjuring the ropes, did not reply; he was busy checking the tightness of the cords, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, fumbling over the knots. Once sure that Harry was bound so tightly to the headstone that he couldn't move an inch, Wormtail drew a length of some black material from the inside of his cloak and stuffed it roughly into Harry's mouth; then, without a word, he turned from Harry and hurried away. Harry

上面的名字在魔杖的灯光下闪烁，然后他被迫转过身来，重重地撞在上面。 汤姆·里德尔：隐形人正在用魔法把哈利紧紧地绑在墓碑上。 哈利能听到从兜帽深处传来急促的呼吸声。他挣扎着，那人打了他——用一只少了一根手指的手打他。 哈利意识到是谁在兜帽下面。 是虫尾巴。“你!他喘着气说。 但是虫尾巴已经变完绳子，没有回答。他忙着检查绳子是否松紧，手指无法控制地颤抖着，摸索着绳结。 虫尾巴确信哈利已经被紧紧地绑在墓碑上，一动也挪不动了，便从斗篷里抽出一截黑色的东西，粗暴地塞进哈利嘴里。然后，他一句话也没说，转身离开了哈利，匆匆走开了。 哈利

couldn't make a sound, nor could he see where Wormtail had gone; he couldn't turn his head to see beyond the headstone; he could see only what was right in front of him. Cedric's body was lying some twenty feet away. Some way beyond him, glinting in the starlight, lay the Triwizard Cup. Harry's wand was on the ground at his feet. The bundle of robes that Harry had thought was a baby was close by, at the foot of the grave. It seemed to be stirring fretfully. Harry watched it, and his scar seared with pain again… and he suddenly knew that he didn't want to see what was in those robes… he didn't want that bundle opened… He could hear noises at his feet. He looked down, and saw a gigantic snake slithering through the grass, circling the headstone where he was tied. Wormtail's fast, wheezy breathing was growing louder again. It sounded as though he was forcing something heavy across the ground. Then he came back within Harry's range of vision, and Harry saw him pushing a stone cauldron to the foot of the grave. It was full of what seemed to be

他发不出声音，也看不见虫尾巴去了哪里；他无法转过头去看墓碑后面；他只能看到眼前的东西。 塞德里克的尸体躺在大约二十英尺开外。 在他后面很远的地方，三强杯在星光下闪闪发光。 哈利的魔杖在他脚下的地上。 哈利以为是婴儿的那捆袍子就在附近，在坟墓脚下。 它似乎焦躁不安地躁动着。 哈利看着它，他的伤疤又一阵剧痛……他突然明白，他不想看到袍子里是什么……他不想打开那捆东西……他能听到脚下有声音。 他低头一看，看见一条大蛇在草丛中蠕动，围着绑着他的墓碑打转。 虫尾巴急促、呼哧呼哧的呼吸声又大了起来。 听起来他好像在用力把什么沉重的东西推过地面。 然后他又回到哈利的视线范围内，哈利看见他把一只石坩埚推到坟墓脚下。 里面似乎都是些什么