7 Bagman and Crouch

—CHAPTER SEVEN— Bagman and Crouch Harry disentangled himself from Ron and got to his feet. They had arrived on what appeared to be a deserted stretch of misty moor. In front of them was a pair of tired and grumpy-looking wizards, one of whom was holding a large gold watch, the other a thick roll of parchment and a quill. Both were dressed as Muggles, though very inexpertly; the man with the watch wore a tweed suit with thigh-length galoshes; his colleague, a kilt and a poncho. 'Morning, Basil,' said Mr Weasley, picking up the boot and handing it to the kilted wizard, who threw it into a large box of used Portkeys beside

第七章巴格曼和克劳奇哈利挣脱罗恩，站了起来。 他们来到了一片雾蒙蒙的荒原。 他们面前站着两个疲惫不堪、脾气暴躁的巫师，一个手里拿着一块大金表，另一个手里拿着一卷厚厚的羊皮纸和一支羽毛笔。 两人都打扮成麻瓜的样子，虽然很不熟练；戴手表的那个人穿着一套粗花呢西装，脚蹬一双及膝胶鞋；他的同事，一件方格呢短裙和一件雨披。 “早上好，巴兹尔。”韦斯莱先生说着，拿起靴子递给穿方格呢短裙的巫师，后者把靴子扔进旁边一个装有旧门钥匙的大盒子里

him; Harry could see an old newspaper, an empty drinks can and a punctured football. 'Hello there, Arthur,' said Basil wearily. 'Not on duty, eh? It's all right for some… we've been here all night… you'd better get out of the way, we've got a big party coming in from the Black Forest at five fifteen. Hang on, I'll find your campsite… Weasley… Weasley…' He consulted his parchment list. 'About a quarter of a mile's walk over there, first field you come to. Site manager's called Mr Roberts. Diggory… second field… ask for Mr Payne.' 'Thanks, Basil,' said Mr Weasley, and he beckoned everyone to follow him. They set off across the deserted moor, unable to make out much through the mist. After about twenty minutes, a small stone cottage next to a gate swam into view. Beyond it, Harry could just make out the ghostly shapes of hundreds and hundreds of tents, rising up the gentle slope of a large field towards a dark wood on the horizon. They said goodbye to the Diggorys, and approached the cottage door.

他;哈利可以看到一份旧报纸、一个空饮料罐和一个扎破的足球。 “你好，亚瑟。”巴兹尔疲倦地说。 “不值日，嗯？”“对一些人来说没什么……我们整晚都在这里……你最好别挡道，五点一刻有一大群人从黑森林过来。” 等一下，我去找你们的露营地……韦斯莱……韦斯莱……” “走到那儿大约四分之一英里，就是你到达的第一块田地。 现场经理叫罗伯茨先生。 迪戈里……第二场……找佩恩先生。“谢谢你，巴兹尔。”韦斯莱先生说，示意大家跟着他走。 他们穿过荒凉的沼地，在雾中什么也看不清。 大约过了二十分钟，一扇大门旁边的一座小石屋映入眼帘。 在它后面，哈利只能辨认出成百上千的帐篷的幽灵般的身影，它们顺着一块大田野的缓坡向地平线上一片漆黑的树林升起。 他们向迪戈里夫妇告别，走向小屋的门口。

A man was standing in the doorway, looking out at the tents. Harry knew at a glance that this was the only real Muggle for several acres. When he heard their footsteps, he turned his head to look at them. 'Morning!' said Mr Weasley brightly. 'Morning,' said the Muggle. 'Would you be Mr Roberts?' 'Aye, I would,' said Mr Roberts. 'And who're you?' 'Weasley– two tents, booked a couple of days ago?' 'Aye,' said Mr Roberts, consulting a list tacked to the door. 'You've got a space up by the wood there. Just the one night?' 'That's it,' said Mr Weasley. 'You'll be paying now, then?' said Mr Roberts. 'Ah– right– certainly–' said Mr Weasley. He retreated a short distance from the cottage and beckoned Harry towards him. 'Help me, Harry,' he muttered, pulling a roll of Muggle money from his pocket and starting to peel the notes apart. 'This

一个男人站在门口，望着外面的帐篷。 哈利一眼就知道，这是这几英亩土地上唯一一个真正的麻瓜。 当他听到他们的脚步声时，他转过头去看他们。 “早上好!韦斯莱先生兴高采烈地说。 “早上好。”麻瓜说。 “你是罗伯茨先生吗？”“是的，我愿意，”罗伯茨先生说。 “你是谁？”“韦斯莱——两顶帐篷，几天前订的？”“是的，”罗伯茨先生说着，看了看钉在门上的一张单子。 “你在那边的树林旁有个地方。 就一个晚上？“就是这样。”韦斯莱先生说。 “那么，你现在就要付钱了？”罗伯茨先生说。 “啊——好的——当然——”韦斯莱先生说。 他退到离小屋不远的地方，示意哈利过来。 “帮帮我，哈利。”他嘟囔着，从口袋里掏出一卷麻瓜钞票，开始撕开钞票。 “这

one's a– a– a ten? Ah yes, I see the little number on it now… so this is a five?' 'A twenty,' Harry corrected him in an undertone, uncomfortably aware of Mr Roberts trying to catch every word. 'Ah yes, so it is… I don't know, these little bits of paper…' 'You foreign?' said Mr Roberts, as Mr Weasley returned with the correct notes. 'Foreign?' repeated Mr Weasley, puzzled. 'You're not the first one who's had trouble with money,' said Mr Roberts, scrutinising Mr Weasley closely. 'I had two try and pay me with great gold coins the size of hubcaps ten minutes ago.' 'Did you really?' said Mr Weasley nervously. Mr Roberts rummaged around in a tin for some change. 'Never been this crowded,' he said suddenly, looking out over the misty field again. 'Hundreds of pre-bookings. ikcjeo. People usually just turn up…' 'Is that right?' said Mr Weasley, his hand held out for his change, but Mr Roberts didn't give it to

一，一，十？啊，是的，我现在看到上面的小数字了，所以这是5 ？“20块。”哈利压低声音纠正他，他不安地意识到罗伯茨先生试图听清每一个字。 “啊，是的，原来是……我不知道，这些小纸片……”罗伯茨先生说，这时韦斯莱先生拿着正确的钞票回来了。 “外国?韦斯莱先生不解地重复道。 “你不是第一个在钱上遇到麻烦的人。”罗伯茨先生说，仔细打量着韦斯莱先生。 “十分钟前，有两个人试着用轮毂盖那么大的金币付给我。“真的吗？”韦斯莱先生紧张地说。 罗伯茨先生在罐头里翻找零钱。 “从来没有这么拥挤过。”他突然说，再次望了望雾蒙蒙的田野。 “数以百计的预订。 人们通常只是突然出现……”“是吗？韦斯莱先生说，他伸手去找零钱，但罗伯茨先生没有给

him. 'Aye,' he said thoughtfully. 'People from all over. Loads of foreigners. And not just foreigners. Weirdos, you know? There's a bloke walking round in a kilt and a poncho.' 'Shouldn't he?' said Mr Weasley anxiously. 'It's like some sort of… I dunno… like some sort of rally,' said Mr Roberts. 'They all seem to know each other. Like a big party.' At that moment, a wizard in plus-fours appeared out of thin air next to Mr Roberts's front door. 'Obliviate!' he said sharply, pointing his wand at Mr Roberts. Instantly, Mr Roberts's eyes slid out of focus, his brows unknitted and a look of dreamy unconcern fell over his face. Harry recognised the symptoms of one who had just had his memory modified. 'A map of the campsite for you,' Mr Roberts said placidly to Mr Weasley. 'And your change.' 'Thanks very much,' said Mr Weasley.

他。“是啊，”他若有所思地说。 “来自世界各地的人。很多外国人。 而且不仅仅是外国人。怪人，你知道吗？ 有个家伙穿着苏格兰短裙和雨披走来走去。“不应该吗？”韦斯莱先生焦急地问。 罗伯茨说：“这就像某种……我不知道……就像某种反弹。” “他们似乎都互相认识。 就像一个大派对。”就在这时，罗伯茨先生的前门旁突然出现了一个穿正四号衣服的巫师。 “Obliviate !他尖锐地说，用魔杖指着罗伯茨先生。 罗伯茨先生的眼睛立刻失去了焦点，他的眉毛松开了，脸上露出一种如梦似幻的漠不关心的神情。 哈利认识到这是一个刚被改变记忆的人的症状。 “给你一张营地的地图。”罗伯茨先生平静地对韦斯莱先生说。 “找你的钱。“非常感谢。”韦斯莱先生说。

The wizard in plus-fours accompanied them towards the gate to the campsite. He looked exhausted; his chin was blue with stubble and there were deep purple shadows under his eyes. Once out of earshot of Mr Roberts, he muttered to Mr Weasley, 'Been having a lot of trouble with him. Needs a Memory Charm ten times a day to keep him happy. And Ludo Bagman's not helping. Trotting around talking about Bludgers and Quaffles at the top of his voice, not a worry about anti-Muggle security. Blimey, I'll be glad when this is over. See you later, Arthur.' He Disapparated. 'I thought Mr Bagman was Head of Magical Games and Sports?' said Ginny, looking surprised. 'He should know better than to talk about Bludgers near Muggles, shouldn't he?' 'He should,' said Mr Weasley, smiling, and leading them through the gates into the campsite, 'but Ludo's always been a bit… well… lax about security. You couldn't wish for a more enthusiastic Head of the Sports Department, though. He played Quidditch for England himself, you know. And he

那个穿正四号衣服的男巫陪着他们走向营地的大门。 他看上去筋疲力尽；他的下巴因胡茬而发青，眼睛下面有深紫色的阴影。 一走到罗伯茨先生听不见的地方，他就对韦斯莱先生低声说：“他惹了不少麻烦。 每天要念十次记忆咒才能让他开心。 卢多·巴格曼也不帮忙。 他大声地跑来跑去谈论游走球和鬼飞球，一点也不担心反麻瓜的安全问题。 天哪，我真高兴这一切都结束了。 再见，亚瑟。”他长桌。 “我以为巴格曼先生是魔法体育运动司司长呢？”金妮惊讶地问。 “他应该知道不能在麻瓜附近谈论游走球，是不是？”“他应该这么做，”韦斯莱先生微笑着说，领着他们穿过大门进入营地，“但是卢多在安全方面总是有点……嗯……松懈。” 不过，你再也找不到比他更热情的体育部主任了。 你知道，他自己就是英格兰队的魁地奇球员。 和他