22 St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries Harry was so relieved she was taking him seriously that he did not hesitate, but jumped out of bed at once, pulled on his dressing gown and pushed his glasses back on to his nose. 'Weasley, you ought to come too,' said Professor McGonagall. They followed Professor McGonagall past the silent figures of Neville, Dean and Seamus, out of the dormitory, down the spiral stairs into the common room, through the portrait hole and off

第二十二章圣芒戈魔法伤病医院哈利松了一口气，她把他的话当真了，他毫不犹豫地立刻从床上跳起来，穿上睡衣，把眼镜推回到鼻子上。 “韦斯莱，你也应该去。”麦格教授说。 他们跟着麦格教授走过纳威、迪安和西莫沉默的身影，走出宿舍，下了螺旋形楼梯，进入公共休息室，穿过肖像洞口，走了出去

along the Fat Lady's moonlit corridor. Harry felt as though the panic inside him might spill over at any moment; he wanted to run, to yell for Dumbledore; Mr Weasley was bleeding as they walked along so sedately, and what if those fangs (Harry tried hard not to think 'my fangs') had been poisonous? They passed Mrs Norris, who turned her lamplike eyes upon them and hissed faintly, but Professor McGonagall said, 'Shoo!' Mrs Norris slunk away into the shadows, and in a few minutes they had reached the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to Dumbledore's office. 'Fizzing Whizzbee,' said Professor McGonagall. The gargoyle sprang to life and leapt aside; the wall behind it split in two to reveal a stone staircase that was moving continually upwards like a spiral escalator. The three of them stepped on to the moving stairs; the wall closed behind them with a thud and they were moving upwards in tight circles until they reached the highly polished oak door with the brass knocker shaped like a griffin.

沿着胖夫人的月光走廊。 哈利觉得他心里的恐慌随时都可能溢出来。他想跑，想喊邓布利多；他们那么从容地走着，韦斯莱先生流着血，要是那些毒牙（哈利努力不去想“我的毒牙”）有毒怎么办？ 他们从洛丽丝夫人身边走过，洛丽丝夫人那双灯一般的眼睛转向他们，发出微弱的嘶嘶声，但麦格教授说：“嘘！”洛丽丝夫人悄悄溜进阴影里，几分钟后，他们来到了守卫邓布利多办公室入口的石像鬼跟前。 “滋滋蜜蜂。”麦格教授说。 石像鬼跳了起来，跳到一边；它后面的墙裂成两半，露出一个像螺旋电梯一样不断向上移动的石头楼梯。 他们三个人踏上了移动的楼梯。墙在他们身后砰的一声关上了，他们紧紧地绕着圈子往上走，走到那扇锃亮的橡木门前，门上的黄铜门环像一只狮鹫。

Though it was now well past midnight there were voices coming from inside the room, a positive babble of them. It sounded as though Dumbledore was entertaining at least a dozen people. Professor McGonagall rapped three times with the griffin knocker and the voices ceased abruptly as though someone had switched them all off. The door opened of its own accord and Professor McGonagall led Harry and Ron inside. The room was in half-darkness; the strange silver instruments standing on tables were silent and still rather than whirring and emitting puffs of smoke as they usually did; the portraits of old headmasters and headmistresses covering the walls were all snoozing in their frames. Behind the door, a magnificent red and gold bird the size of a swan dozed on its perch with its head under its wing. 'Oh, it's you, Professor McGonagall… and… ah.' Dumbledore was sitting in a high-backed chair behind his desk; he leaned forward into the pool of

虽然时间早已过了午夜，但屋里还是传来了说话声，是说话声。 听起来邓布利多好像在招待至少十几个人。 麦格教授用狮鹫的门环敲了三下，声音突然停止了，好像有人把它们都关掉了。 门自动打开了，麦格教授领着哈利和罗恩走了进去。 房间里半明半暗；桌子上那些奇怪的银制仪器鸦雀无声，没有像往常那样发出呼呼地响，吐出缕缕烟雾；墙上挂着的历届校长的肖像都在相框里打着盹儿。 门后，一只天鹅大小的红金相间的鸟在栖木上打盹，头埋在翅膀下面。 “哦，是你，麦格教授……还有……啊。”邓布利多坐在桌子后面的高靠背椅子上。他身体前倾，进入水池

candlelight illuminating the papers laid out before him. He was wearing a magnificently embroidered purple and gold dressing gown over a snowy white nightshirt, but seemed wide-awake, his penetrating light blue eyes fixed intently upon Professor McGonagall. 'Professor Dumbledore, Potter has had a… well, a nightmare,' said Professor McGonagall. 'He says…' 'It wasn't a nightmare,' said Harry quickly. Professor McGonagall looked round at Harry, frowning slightly. 'Very well, then, Potter, you tell the Headmaster about it.' 'I… well, I was asleep…' said Harry and, even in his terror and his desperation to make Dumbledore understand, he felt slightly irritated that the Headmaster was not looking at him, but examining his own interlocked fingers. ikcjeo. 'But it wasn't an ordinary dream… it was real… I saw it happen…' He took a deep breath, 'Ron's dad– Mr Weasley– has been attacked by a giant snake.'

烛光照亮了摆在他面前的文件。 他穿着一件雪白的睡衣，外面套着一件华丽的紫金绣花晨衣，但他似乎完全清醒，一双锐利的浅蓝色眼睛目不转睛地盯着麦格教授。 “邓布利多教授，波特做了一个……嗯，一个噩梦。”麦格教授说。 “那不是噩梦。”哈利赶紧说。 麦格教授扭头看着哈利，微微皱着眉头。 “那好吧，波特，你把这件事告诉校长。“我……嗯，我睡着了……”哈利说，尽管他很害怕，也很想让邓布利多明白，但校长没有看他，而是在看他自己交叉在一起的手指，他还是觉得有点恼火。 他深深吸了一口气，“罗恩的爸爸——韦斯莱先生——被一条大蛇袭击了。”

The words seemed to reverberate in the air after he had said them, sounding slightly ridiculous, even comic. There was a pause in which Dumbledore leaned back and stared meditatively at the ceiling. Ron looked from Harry to Dumbledore, white-faced and shocked. 'How did you see this?' Dumbledore asked quietly, still not looking at Harry. 'Well… I don't know,' said Harry, rather angrily– what did it matter? 'Inside my head, I suppose–' 'You misunderstand me,' said Dumbledore, still in the same calm tone. 'I mean… can you remember–er– where you were positioned as you watched this attack happen? Were you perhaps standing beside the victim, or else looking down on the scene from above?' This was such a curious question that Harry gaped at Dumbledore; it was almost as though he knew… 'I was the snake,' he said. 'I saw it all from the snake's point of view.'

他说完之后，这句话似乎在空气中回荡，听起来有点可笑，甚至有些滑稽。 沉默了一会儿，邓布利多向后靠了靠，沉思地盯着天花板。 罗恩看看哈利，又看看邓布利多，脸色发白，非常震惊。 “你是怎么看到的？”邓布利多轻声问，仍然没有看哈利。 “嗯……我不知道，”哈利相当生气地说——这有什么关系？ “你误解了我的意思。”邓布利多说，仍然用平静的语气。 “我的意思是……你还记得——你看到袭击发生的时候，你站在什么地方吗？” 也许你当时就站在受害者旁边，或者是从上面往下看的？”这是一个非常奇怪的问题，哈利目瞪口呆地看着邓布利多。“我就是那条蛇。”他说。 “我从蛇的角度看到了这一切。”

Nobody else spoke for a moment, then Dumbledore, now looking at Ron who was still whey-faced, asked in a new and sharper voice, 'Is Arthur seriously injured?' 'Yes,' said Harry emphatically– why were they all so slow on the uptake, did they not realise how much a person bled when fangs that long pierced their side? And why could Dumbledore not do him the courtesy of looking at him? But Dumbledore stood up, so quickly it made Harry jump, and addressed one of the old portraits hanging very near the ceiling. 'Everard?' he said sharply. 'And you too, Dilys!' A sallow-faced wizard with a short black fringe and an elderly witch with long silver ringlets in the frame beside him, both of whom seemed to have been in the deepest of sleeps, opened their eyes immediately. 'You were listening?' said Dumbledore. The wizard nodded; the witch said, 'Naturally.' 'The man has red hair and glasses,' said Dumbledore. 'Everard, you will need to raise the

一时间没有人说话，然后邓布利多看着仍然脸色苍白的罗恩，用一种新的、更尖锐的声音问道：“亚瑟伤得严重吗？“是的，”哈利强调地说——他们为什么都反应迟钝，难道他们没有意识到，当那么长的毒牙刺穿一个人的侧身时，他会流多少血吗？ 邓布利多为什么就不能赏脸看看他呢？ 邓布利多站了起来，快得把哈利吓了一跳，他对挂在离天花板很近的一幅老画像说： 埃弗拉德?他厉声说。 “还有你，戴丽！”在他旁边的相框里，有一个留着黑色短刘海的黄脸男巫和一个留着银色长卷发的老女巫，两人似乎都睡得很沉，立刻睁开了眼睛。 “你在听？”邓布利多说。 巫师点点头。女巫说：“当然。“那个男人红头发，戴眼镜。”邓布利多说。 “埃弗拉，你需要提高。