23 Christmas on the Closed Ward

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE Christmas on the Closed Ward Was this why Dumbledore would no longer meet Harry's eyes? Did he expect to see Voldemort staring out of them, afraid, perhaps, that their vivid green might turn suddenly to scarlet, with catlike slits for pupils? Harry remembered how the snakelike face of Voldemort had once forced itself out of the back of Professor Quirrell's head and ran his hand over the back of his own, wondering what it would feel like if Voldemort burst out of his skull. He felt dirty, contaminated, as though he were carrying some deadly germ, unworthy to sit on the

第二十三章在封闭病房过圣诞节——这就是邓布利多不再与哈利对视的原因吗？ 难道他以为会看到伏地魔在眼睛里盯着他，也许是害怕他们鲜艳的绿色会突然变成猩红色，瞳孔像猫一样裂开吗？ 哈利想起伏地魔的蛇脸有一次从奇洛教授的后脑勺里钻出来，他用手摸了摸自己的后脑勺，心里想着如果伏地魔从他的脑壳里钻出来会是什么感觉。 他觉得自己很脏，被污染了，好像身上带着某种致命的病菌，不配坐在上面

Underground train back from the hospital with innocent, clean people whose minds and bodies were free of the taint of Voldemort… he had not merely seen the snake, he had been the snake, he knew it now… A truly terrible thought then occurred to him, a memory bobbing to the surface of his mind, one that made his insides writhe and squirm like serpents. What's he after, apart from followers? Stuff he can only get by stealth… like a weapon. Something he didn't have last time. I'm the weapon, Harry thought, and it was as though poison were pumping through his veins, chilling him, bringing him out in a sweat as he swayed with the train through the dark tunnel. I'm the one Voldemort's trying to use, that's why they've got guards around me everywhere I go, it's not for my protection, it's for other people's, only it's not working, they can't have someone on me all the time at Hogwarts… I did attack Mr Weasley last night, it was me. Voldemort made me

乘坐地铁从医院回来的是无辜、干净的人，他们的思想和身体都没有受到伏地魔的污染……他不仅看到了那条蛇，他自己就是那条蛇，他现在知道了……一个真正可怕的想法突然出现在他脑海里，一个记忆浮上心头，使他的五脏七腑像蛇一样蠕动。 除了追随者，他还想要什么？ 只有潜行才能得到的东西，比如武器。 他上次没有的东西。 我就是那件武器，哈利想，好像有毒药在他的血管里涌动，使他浑身发冷，随着火车在黑暗的隧道里摇晃，他冒着一身汗出来了。 我是伏地魔想利用的那个人，所以我走到哪里，他们就在我身边安插警卫，这不是为了保护我，而是为了保护别人，只是不管用，在霍格沃茨，他们不可能一直派人监视我……昨晚我确实袭击了韦斯莱先生，那是我。 伏地魔让我

do it and he could be inside me, listening to my thoughts right now– 'Are you all right, Harry, dear?' whispered Mrs Weasley, leaning across Ginny to speak to him as the train rattled along through its dark tunnel. 'You don't look very well. Are you feeling sick?' They were all watching him. He shook his head violently and stared up at an advertisement for home insurance. 'Harry, dear, are you sure you're all right?' said Mrs Weasley in a worried voice, as they walked around the unkempt patch of grass in the middle of Grimmauld Place. 'You look ever so pale… are you sure you slept this morning? You go upstairs to bed right now and you can have a couple of hours of sleep before dinner, all right?' He nodded; here was a ready-made excuse not to talk to any of the others, which was precisely what he wanted, so when she opened the front door he hurried straight past the troll's-leg umbrella stand, up the stairs and into his and Ron's bedroom.

这样他就能进入我的身体，听到我的想法——“你没事吧，哈利，亲爱的？”韦斯莱夫人小声说，从金妮身上探过身来对他说话，这时火车哐当哐当地穿过黑暗的隧道。 “你的脸色不太好。 你不舒服吗？”他们都在看着他。 他使劲摇了摇头，抬头盯着一则家庭保险的广告。 “哈利，亲爱的，你真的没事吗？”韦斯莱夫人忧心忡忡地说，这时他们正走过格里莫广场中央那块乱糟糟的草地。 “你脸色这么苍白……你肯定今天早上睡了吗？” 你现在上楼去睡觉，晚饭前你可以睡两个小时，好吗？”他点了点头;这是一个现成的借口，可以不跟任何人说话，这正是他想要的，所以当她打开前门时，他匆匆走过巨怪的腿伞架，上了楼梯，走进他和罗恩的卧室。

Here, he began to pace up and down, past the two beds and Phineas Nigellus's empty picture frame, his brain teeming and seething with questions and ever more dreadful ideas. How had he become a snake? Perhaps he was an Animagus… no, he couldn't be, he would know… perhaps Voldemort was an Animagus… yes, thought Harry, that would fit, he would turn into a snake of course… and when he's possessing me, then we both transform… that still doesn't explain how I got to London and back to my bed in the space of about five minutes… but then Voldemort's about the most powerful wizard in the world, apart from Dumbledore, it's probably no problem at all to him to transport people like that. And then, with a terrible stab of panic, he thought, but this is insane– if Voldemort's possessing me, I'm giving him a clear view into the Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix right now! He'll know who's in the Order and where Sirius is… and I've heard loads of stuff I

在这里，他开始踱来踱去，走过两张床和菲尼亚斯·奈杰勒斯的空相框，脑子里充满了问题和越来越可怕的想法。 他是怎么变成蛇的？ 也许他是一个阿尼马格斯……不,他不能,他会知道…也许伏地魔是一个阿尼马格斯……是的,哈利想,健康,他会变成一条蛇当然…当他拥有我,然后我们两个变换…仍然不能解释我到伦敦和回到我的床上五分钟左右的空间……但后来伏地魔的世界上最强大的巫师,除了邓布利多,可能是一点问题也没有给他运输这样的人。 接着，一阵可怕的恐慌袭来，他想，但这太疯狂了——如果伏地魔附在我身上，我现在就让他清楚地看到了凤凰社的总部！他会知道凤凰社里的人是谁，小天狼星在哪里……我听说过很多事情，我

shouldn't have, everything Sirius told me the first night I was here… There was only one thing for it: he would have to leave Grimmauld Place straightaway. He would spend Christmas at Hogwarts without the others, which would keep them safe over the holidays at least… but no, that wouldn't do, there were still plenty of people at Hogwarts to maim and injure. What if it was Seamus, Dean or Neville next time? He stopped his pacing and stood staring at Phineas Nigellus's empty frame. A leaden sensation was settling in the pit of his stomach. He had no alternative: he was going to have to return to Privet Drive, cut himself off from other wizards entirely. Well, if he had to do it, he thought, there was no point hanging around. Trying with all his might not to think how the Dursleys were going to react when they found him on their doorstep six months earlier than they had expected, he strode over to his trunk, slammed the lid shut and locked it, then glanced around automatically for Hedwig before remembering that she was still at Hogwarts– well,

我在这里的第一个晚上，小天狼星告诉我的一切都是不应该的……只有一件事：他必须立即离开格里莫广场。 他可以一个人在霍格沃茨过圣诞节，这样至少可以保证他们在假期里的安全……可是不行，霍格沃茨还有很多人可以伤害。 如果下次是西莫、迪安或纳威怎么办？ 他停下脚步，站在那里盯着菲尼亚斯·奈杰勒斯空空的身躯。 一种沉重的感觉在他的胃里沉了下来。 他别无选择：他必须回到女贞路，把自己和其他巫师完全隔绝开来。 好吧，如果他必须这么做，他想，那就没有必要再呆下去了。 他竭力不去想，当德思礼一家发现他比他们预计的早了六个月出现在他们家门口时，他们会作何反应。他大步走到箱子跟前，砰地一声关上盖子，锁上箱子，然后下意识地环顾四周，寻找海德薇，才想起她还在霍格沃茨——嗯，

her cage would be one less thing to carry– he seized one end of his trunk and had dragged it halfway towards the door when a snide voice said, 'Running away, are we?' He looked around. Phineas Nigellus had appeared on the canvas of his portrait and was leaning against the frame, watching Harry with an amused expression on his face. 'Not running away, no,' said Harry shortly, dragging his trunk a few more feet across the room. 'I thought,' said Phineas Nigellus, stroking his pointed beard, 'that to belong in Gryffindor house you were supposed to be brave? It looks to me as though you would have been better off in my own house. We Slytherins are brave, yes, but not stupid. For instance, given the choice, we will always choose to save our own necks.' 'It's not my own neck I'm saving,' said Harry tersely, tugging the trunk over a patch of particularly uneven, moth-eaten carpet right in front of the door.

她的笼子就少了一件要搬的东西——他抓住箱子的一端，把它拖到门口一半的时候，一个阴险的声音说：“我们是在逃跑，是吗？”他环顾四周。 菲尼亚斯·奈杰勒斯出现在他的肖像画布上，靠在画框上，看着哈利，脸上带着逗乐的表情。 “不是逃跑，不是。”哈利简短地说，一边拖着箱子在房间里往前走了几英尺。 “我想，”菲尼亚斯·奈杰勒斯抚摸着自己的尖胡子说，“要想进入格兰芬多学院，你就必须勇敢。 在我看来，你待在我家里还好些。 我们斯莱特林很勇敢，但并不愚蠢。 例如，如果有选择，我们总是会选择保住自己的脖子。“我要救的不是我自己的脖子。”哈利简短地说，一边把箱子拖过门前一块特别凹凸不平、虫蛀的地毯。