2 A Peck of Owls

CHAPTER TWO A Peck of Owls 'What?' said Harry blankly. 'He left!' said Mrs Figg, wringing her hands. 'Left to see someone about a batch of cauldrons that fell off the back of a broom! I told him I'd flay him alive if he went, and now look! Dementors! It's just lucky I put Mr Tibbles on the case! But we haven't got time to stand around! Hurry, now, we've got to get you back! Oh, the trouble this is going to cause! I will kill him!' 'But–' The revelation that his batty old catobsessed neighbour knew what Dementors were was almost as big a shock to Harry as meeting two of them down the alleyway. 'You're–you're a witch?'

第二章一群猫头鹰什么？哈利茫然地问。 “他离开!费格太太绞着双手说。 “为了一批从扫帚背上掉下来的坩埚而去见人！”我告诉过他，如果他去，我就活活剥了他的皮，现在你看！摄魂怪!幸好我让蒂布尔斯先生负责这个案子！但是我们没有时间站在那里！快点，我们得把你救回来！哦，这会引起多大的麻烦啊！我要杀了他！“可是——”当哈利发现他那痴迷猫的古怪老邻居知道摄魂怪是什么的时候，他感到的震惊几乎和在巷子里遇到两个摄魂怪一样大。 “你——你是个女巫？”

'I'm a Squib, as Mundungus knows full well, so how on earth was I supposed to help you fight off Dementors? He left you completely without cover when I'd warned him–' 'This Mundungus has been following me? Hang on–it was him! He Disapparated from the front of my house!' 'Yes, yes, yes, but luckily I'd stationed Mr Tibbles under a car just in case, and Mr Tibbles came and warned me, but by the time I got to your house you'd gone–and now–oh, what's Dumbledore going to say? You!' she shrieked at Dudley, still supine on the alley floor. 'Get your fat bottom off the ground, quick!' 'You know Dumbledore?' said Harry, staring at her. 'Of course I know Dumbledore, who doesn't know Dumbledore? But come on–I'll be no help if they come back, I've never so much as Transfigured a teabag.' She stooped down, seized one of Dudley's massive arms in her wizened hands and tugged. 'Get up, you useless lump, get up!'

“我是个哑炮，蒙顿格斯很清楚这一点，所以我怎么可能帮你击退摄魂怪呢？” “这个蒙顿格斯一直在跟踪我？” 等等——是他！他从我家门前幻影移形了！“是的，是的，是的，但幸运的是，我派了蒂布尔斯先生在一辆汽车下面以防万一，蒂布尔斯先生过来警告了我，但当我到你家的时候，你已经走了——现在——哦，邓布利多会怎么说呢？” 你!她对达力尖叫道，达力仍然仰卧在小巷的地板上。 “快把你的肥屁股从地上抬起来！”“你认识邓布利多？”哈利瞪着她说。 “我当然认识邓布利多，谁不认识邓布利多呢？” 不过算了吧，如果他们回来，我就帮不上忙了，我从来没有给一个茶包变形过。”她弯下腰，用干瘪的手抓住达力一条粗壮的胳膊，使劲拉着。 “起来，你这个没用的笨蛋，起来！”

But Dudley either could not or would not move. He remained on the ground, trembling and ashenfaced, his mouth shut very tight. 'I'll do it.' Harry took hold of Dudley's arm and heaved. With an enormous effort he managed to hoist him to his feet. Dudley seemed to be on the point of fainting. His small eyes were rolling in their sockets and sweat was beading his face; the moment Harry let go of him he swayed dangerously. 'Hurry up!' said Mrs Figg hysterically. Harry pulled one of Dudley's massive arms around his own shoulders and dragged him towards the road, sagging slightly under the weight. Mrs Figg tottered along in front of them, peering anxiously around the corner. 'Keep your wand out,' she told Harry, as they entered Wisteria Walk. 'Never mind the Statute of Secrecy now, there's going to be hell to pay anyway, we might as well be hanged for a dragon as an egg. Talk about the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery… this was exactly what Dumbledore was afraid of–What's that at the end

可是达力不是动不了就是不愿动。 他躺在地上，浑身发抖，脸色苍白，嘴巴紧闭。 “我来吧。”哈利抓住达力的胳膊用力一甩。 他费了很大的劲才把他扶起来。 达力似乎快要昏倒了。 他的小眼睛在眼窝里打转，满脸是汗；哈利一放开他，他就危险地摇晃起来。 “快点!”费格太太歇斯底里地说。 哈利把达力的一只粗壮的胳膊搂在自己的肩膀上，拖着他走向大路，他的身体在重压下微微下垂。 费格太太踉踉跄跄地走在他们前面，焦急地张望着拐角处。 “把魔杖拿出来。”他们走进紫藤步道时，她对哈利说。 “现在先别管保密法了，反正要付出很大代价的，我们为了一条龙而被绞死，与其为了一个蛋，还不如为了一条龙而被绞死。” 谈谈对未成年巫师的合理限制……这正是邓布利多所害怕的——最后那是什么

of the street? Oh, it's just Mr Prentice… don't put your wand away, boy, don't I keep telling you I'm no use?' It was not easy to hold a wand steady and haul Dudley along at the same time. Harry gave his cousin an impatient dig in the ribs, but Dudley seemed to have lost all desire for independent movement. He was slumped on Harry's shoulder, his large feet dragging along the ground. 'Why didn't you tell me you're a Squib, Mrs Figg?' asked Harry, panting with the effort to keep walking. 'All those times I came round your house–why didn't you say anything?' 'Dumbledore's orders. I was to keep an eye on you but not say anything, you were too young. I'm sorry I gave you such a miserable time, Harry, but the Dursleys would never have let you come if they'd thought you enjoyed it. It wasn't easy, you know… but oh my word,' she said tragically, wringing her hands once more, 'when Dumbledore hears about this–how could Mundungus have left, he was supposed to be on duty until midnight–where is he? How am I

街上的？哦，普伦蒂斯先生……别收起你的魔杖，孩子，我不是一直跟你说我没用吗？”既要拿稳魔杖，又要拉着达力走，这可真不容易。 哈利不耐烦地捅了捅他表哥的肋骨，但达力似乎完全失去了独立活动的欲望。 他瘫倒在哈利的肩膀上，两只大脚在地上拖着。 “你为什么不告诉我你是个哑炮，费格太太？”哈利问，他气喘吁吁地继续往前走。 “我到你家里来了那么多次，你为什么不吭声呢？ ”“邓布利多的命令。” 我是来照看你的，但什么也不说，你太年轻了。 对不起，我让你过了这么痛苦的一段日子，哈利，但是如果德思礼一家认为你喜欢的话，他们是不会让你来的。 这可不容易，你知道……可是，哦，我的天哪，”她悲伤地说，又一次绞着双手，“当邓布利多听到这件事——蒙顿格斯怎么可能离开，他本该值班到半夜的——他在哪儿？ 我怎么样？

going to tell Dumbledore what's happened? I can't Apparate.' 'I've got an owl, you can borrow her.' Harry groaned, wondering whether his spine was going to snap under Dudley's weight. 'Harry, you don't understand! Dumbledore will need to act as quickly as possible, the Ministry have their own ways of detecting underage magic, they'll know already, you mark my words.' 'But I was getting rid of Dementors, I had to use magic–they're going to be more worried about what Dementors were doing floating around Wisteria Walk, surely?' 'Oh, my dear, I wish it were so, but I'm afraid–MUNDUNGUS FLETCHER, I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!' There was a loud crack and a strong smell of drink mingled with stale tobacco filled the air as a squat, unshaven man in a tattered overcoat materialised right in front of them. He had short, bandy legs, long straggly ginger hair and bloodshot, baggy eyes that gave him the doleful look of a basset hound. He was also clutching a

打算告诉邓布利多发生了什么事吗？ 我不能幻影显形。“我有一只猫头鹰，你可以借用一下。”哈利呻吟着，不知道自己的脊梁骨会不会被达力的重量压断。 “哈利，你不明白！”邓布利多需要尽快采取行动，魔法部有他们自己的方法来检测未成年人使用魔法，他们早就知道了，你记住我的话。“但是我要除掉摄魂怪，我必须使用魔法——他们肯定会更担心摄魂怪在紫藤步道上飘来飘去干什么吧？”“哦，亲爱的，我倒希望是这样，但恐怕——蒙顿格斯·弗莱契，我要杀了你！”啪的一声巨响，空气中弥漫着浓烈的饮料味和陈腐的烟草味，一个矮胖的、没刮胡子的、穿着破烂大衣的人出现在他们面前。 他的腿又短又弯，姜黄色的头发又长又乱，眼睛布满血丝，看上去就像一只巴吉特猎犬。 他还抓着一只

silvery bundle that Harry recognised at once as an Invisibility Cloak. ''S 'up, Figgy?' he said, staring from Mrs Figg to Harry and Dudley. 'What 'appened to staying undercover?' 'I'll give you undercover!' cried Mrs Figg. 'Dementors, you useless, skiving sneak thief!' 'Dementors?' repeated Mundungus, aghast. 'Dementors, 'ere?' 'Yes, here, you worthless pile of bat droppings, here!' shrieked Mrs Figg. 'Dementors attacking the boy on your watch!' 'Blimey,' said Mundungus weakly, looking from Mrs Figg to Harry, and back again. 'Blimey, I–' 'And you off buying stolen cauldrons! Didn't I tell you not to go? Didn't I?' 'I–well, I–' Mundungus looked deeply uncomfortable. 'It–it was a very good business opportunity, see–' Mrs Figg raised the arm from which her string bag dangled and whacked Mundungus around the

哈利一眼就认出那是一件隐形衣。 “怎么了，费吉？”他说，看看费格太太，又看看哈利和达力。 不是说要做卧底吗？“我要让你当卧底！”费格太太叫道。 “摄魂怪，你这个没用的、偷东西的贼！”“摄魂怪吗?蒙顿格斯惊愕地重复道。 “摄魂怪,”之前?“是的，这儿，你这一堆没用的蝙蝠粪，这儿！”费格太太尖叫道。 “摄魂怪攻击你值班的男孩！”“天哪。”蒙顿格斯虚弱地说，看看费格太太，看看哈利，又看看费格太太。 “哎呀，我——”“你还去买偷来的坩埚！我不是告诉过你不要去吗？ 不是吗?“我——嗯，我——”蒙顿格斯显得很不自在。 “这是一个很好的商机，明白吗？”费格太太抬起挎着细绳包的那只胳膊，在蒙顿格斯的