37 The Beginning

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN The Beginning When he looked back, even a month later, Harry found he had few memories of the following days. It was as though he had been through too much to take in any more. The recollections he did have were very painful. The worst, perhaps, was the meeting with the Diggorys that took place the following morning. They did not blame him for what had happened; on the contrary, both thanked him for returning Cedric's body to them. Mr Diggory sobbed through most of the interview. Mrs Diggory's grief seemed to be beyond tears. 'He suffered very little, then,' she said, when Harry had told her how Cedric had died. 'And

第三十七章开始即使一个月过去了，当他回首往事时，哈利发现他对接下来的日子几乎没有什么记忆。 他似乎经历了太多的事情，再也无法接受了。 他的回忆是非常痛苦的。 最糟糕的，也许是第二天早上与迪戈里夫妇的会面。 他们没有为所发生的事责怪他；相反，他们都感谢他把塞德里克的尸体还给了他们。 迪戈里先生在采访的大部分时间里都在抽泣。 迪戈里夫人悲伤得似乎无法用眼泪形容。 “这么说，他几乎没有受到什么痛苦。”哈利告诉她塞德里克是怎么死的，她说。 ”,

after all, Amos… he died just when he'd won the Tournament. He must have been happy.' When they had got to their feet, she looked down at Harry and said, 'You look after yourself, now.' Harry seized the sack of gold on the bedside table. 'You take this,' he muttered to her. 'It should've been Cedric's, he got there first, you take it–' But she backed away from him. 'Oh, no, it's yours, dear, we couldn't… you keep it.' Harry returned to Gryffindor Tower the following evening. From what Hermione and Ron told him, Dumbledore had spoken to the school that morning at breakfast. He had merely requested that they leave Harry alone, that nobody ask him questions or badger him to tell the story of what had happened in the maze. Most people, he noticed, were skirting him in the corridors, avoiding his eyes. Some whispered behind their hands as he passed. He guessed that many of them had believed Rita Skeeter's article about how

毕竟，阿莫斯……他刚赢得争霸赛就死了。 他一定很幸福。”他们站起来后，她低头看着哈利说：“现在你要照顾好自己。”哈利抓起床头柜上的那袋金子。 “你拿着这个，”他喃喃地对她说。 “应该是塞德里克的，他先到的，你拿着——”但她从他身边退了回去。 “哦，不，这是你的，亲爱的，我们不能……你留着吧。”第二天晚上，哈利回到格兰芬多塔楼。 从赫敏和罗恩告诉他的情况来看，邓布利多那天早上吃早饭时对全校师生说了话。 他只是要求他们不要打扰哈利，不要问他问题，也不要缠着他讲迷宫里发生的事情。 他注意到，大多数人在走廊里都躲着他，避开他的眼睛。 当他走过时，一些人用手捂着嘴低语。 他猜想他们中有许多人相信丽塔·斯基特那篇关于如何做到的文章

disturbed and possibly dangerous he was. Perhaps they were formulating their own theories about how Cedric had died. He found he didn't care very much. He liked it best when he was with Ron and Hermione, and they were talking about other things, or else letting him sit in silence while they played chess. He felt as though all three of them had reached an understanding they didn't need to put into words; that each was waiting for some sign, some word, of what was going on outside Hogwarts–and that it was useless to speculate about what might be coming until they knew anything for certain. The only time they touched upon the subject was when Ron told Harry about a meeting Mrs Weasley had had with Dumbledore before going home. 'She went to ask him if you could come straight to us this summer,' he said. 'But he wants you to go back to the Dursleys, at least at first.' 'Why?' said Harry. 'She said Dumbledore's got his reasons,' said Ron, shaking his head darkly. 'I suppose we've got to trust him, haven't we?'

他精神错乱，可能很危险。 也许他们是在对塞德里克的死因形成自己的理论。 他发现自己并不怎么在乎。 他最喜欢和罗恩和赫敏在一起的时候，他们在谈论别的事情，或者让他安静地坐着，听他们下棋。 他觉得他们三个似乎已经达成了共识，不需要用语言表达。每个人都在等待霍格沃茨外面发生的事情的一些迹象、一些消息——在他们确切地知道任何事情之前，猜测会发生什么是没有用的。 他们唯一一次谈到这个话题，是罗恩告诉哈利韦斯莱夫人回家前和邓布利多的一次会面。 “她去问他今年夏天你能不能直接到我们这儿来，”他说。 “但他想让你回到德思礼家，至少一开始是这样。“为什么?哈利问。 “她说邓布利多有他的理由。”罗恩说，阴沉地摇着头。 “我想我们应该相信他，是不是？”

The only person apart from Ron and Hermione that Harry felt able to talk to was Hagrid. As there was no longer a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, they had those lessons free. They used the one on Thursday afternoon to go down and visit him in his cabin. It was a bright and sunny day; Fang bounded out of the open door as they approached, barking and wagging his tail madly. 'Who's that?' called Hagrid, coming to the door. 'Harry!' He strode out to meet them, pulled Harry into a one-armed hug, ruffled his hair and said, 'Good ter see yeh, mate. Good ter see yeh.' They saw two bucket-sized cups and saucers on the wooden table in front of the fireplace when they entered Hagrid's cabin. 'Bin havin' a cuppa with Olympe,' Hagrid said, 'she's jus' left.' 'Who?' said Ron, curiously. 'Madame Maxime, o' course!' said Hagrid. 'You two made it up, have you?' said Ron.

除了罗恩和赫敏，哈利觉得唯一能说话的人就是海格了。 由于不再有黑魔法防御术老师了，他们可以免费上这些课。 他们利用星期四下午的那一天去他的小木屋拜访他。 这是一个阳光明媚的日子；他们走近时，牙牙从敞开的门里跳出来，狂吠着，疯狂地摇着尾巴。 “那是谁?海格走到门口，喊道。 “哈利!”他大步走出来迎接他们，用一只胳膊搂住哈利，揉了揉他的头发，说：“很高兴见到你，伙计。 见到你真高兴。”他们走进海格的小屋，看见壁炉前的木桌上有两个水桶大小的杯子和茶托。 “我和奥林普喝了杯茶，”海格说，“她刚走。“谁?罗恩好奇地问。 “当然是马克西姆夫人！”海格说。 “你们俩瞎编的，是吗？”罗恩说。

'Dunno what yeh're talkin' about,' said Hagrid airily, fetching more cups from the dresser. When he had made tea, and offered round a plate of doughy biscuits, he leant back in his chair and surveyed Harry closely through his beetle-black eyes. 'You all righ'?' he said gruffly. 'Yeah,' said Harry. 'No, yeh're not,' said Hagrid. ''Course yeh're not. But yeh will be.' Harry said nothing. 'Knew he was goin' ter come back,' said Hagrid, and Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up at him, shocked. 'Known it fer years, Harry. Knew he was out there, bidin' his time. It had ter happen. Well, now it has, an' we'll jus' have ter get on with it. We'll fight. Migh' be able ter stop him before he gets a good hold. That's Dumbledore's plan, anyway. Great man, Dumbledore. S'long as we've got him, I'm not too worried.' Hagrid raised his bushy eyebrows at the disbelieving expressions on their faces.

“不知道你在说什么。”海格轻快地说，从梳妆台上又拿了几个杯子。 他沏好茶，递上一盘软绵绵的饼干，然后靠在椅子上，用甲虫般的黑眼睛仔细打量着哈利。 “你没事吧？”他粗暴地说。 “是啊。”哈利说。“不，你没有。”海格说。 “你当然不是。但你会的。”哈利什么也没说。 “我知道他会回来的。”海格说。哈利、罗恩和赫敏抬头看着他，惊呆了。 “我早就知道了，哈利。 我知道他在那里，等待时机。 这是必须发生的。好吧，现在是这样了，我们只能继续下去了。 我们会战斗。也许能在他站稳之前阻止他。 不管怎么说，这是邓布利多的计划。 伟大的人，邓布利多。只要我们抓到他，我就不太担心。”海格看到他们脸上不相信的表情，扬起了浓密的眉毛。

'No good sittin' worryin' abou' it,' he said. 'What's comin' will come, an' we'll meet it when it does. Dumbledore told me wha' you did, Harry.' Hagrid's chest swelled as he looked at Harry. 'Yeh did as much as yer father would've done, an' I can' give yeh no higher praise than that.' Harry smiled back at him. It was the first time he'd smiled in days. 'What's Dumbledore asked you to do, Hagrid?' he asked. 'He sent Professor McGonagall to ask you and Madame Maxime to meet him… that night.' 'Got a little job fer me over the summer,' said Hagrid. 'Secret, though. I'm not s'posed ter talk abou' it, not even ter you lot. Olympe–Madame Maxime ter you–might be comin' with me. I think she will. Think I got her persuaded.' 'Is it to do with Voldemort?' Hagrid flinched at the sound of the name. 'Migh' be,' he said evasively. 'Now… who'd like ter come an' visit the las' Skrewt with me? I

“坐着担心是没有用的，”他说。 该来的总会来，当它来的时候，我们会面对它。 邓布利多告诉我你做了什么，哈利。”海格望着哈利，胸膛鼓了起来。 “你做了你父亲会做的事，我对你的赞扬再高不过了。”哈利也朝他笑了笑。 这是他几天来第一次微笑。 “邓布利多让你做什么，海格？”他问。 “他派麦格教授去请您和马克西姆夫人……那天晚上去见他。“这个夏天我得到了一份小工作。”海格说。 不过,“秘密。我没资格谈论这件事，即使是在你们面前。 奥林姆——马克西姆夫人——也许会和我一起去。 我想她会的。我想我已经说服她了。“跟伏地魔有关吗？”海格听到这个名字畏缩了一下。 “可能是吧，”他躲躲闪闪地说。 “现在……谁愿意和我一起去看最后一只炸尾螺？” 我