29 Career Advice

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE Careers Advice 'But why haven't you got Occlumency lessons any more?' said Hermione, frowning. 'I've told you,' Harry muttered. 'Snape reckons I can carry on by myself now I've got the basics.' 'So you've stopped having funny dreams?' said Hermione sceptically. 'Pretty much,' said Harry, not looking at her. 'Well, I don't think Snape should stop until you're absolutely sure you can control them!' said Hermione indignantly. 'Harry, I think you should go back to him and ask–' 'No,' said Harry forcefully. 'Just drop it, Hermione, OK?'

第二十九章职业建议“可是你为什么不再上大脑封闭术课了呢？”赫敏皱着眉头说。 “我告诉过你。”哈利低声说。 “斯内普认为，既然我已经掌握了基础知识，我就可以自己继续了。“这么说你不再做怪梦了？”赫敏怀疑地问。 “差不多。”哈利说，没有看她。 “好吧，我认为斯内普不应该停下来，直到你完全确定你能控制它们！”赫敏气愤地说。 “哈利，我想你应该回去问他——” “别说了，赫敏，好吗？”

It was the first day of the Easter holidays and Hermione, as was her custom, had spent a large part of the day drawing up revision timetables for the three of them. Harry and Ron had let her do it; it was easier than arguing with her and, in any case, they might come in useful. Ron had been startled to discover there were only six weeks left until their exams. 'How can that come as a shock?' Hermione demanded, as she tapped each little square on Ron's timetable with her wand so that it flashed a different colour according to its subject. 'I dunno,' said Ron, 'there's been a lot going on.' 'Well, there you are,' she said, handing him his timetable, 'if you follow that you should do fine.' Ron looked down it gloomily, but then brightened. 'You've given me an evening off every week!' 'That's for Quidditch practice,' said Hermione. The smile faded from Ron's face.

今天是复活节假期的第一天，赫敏按照她的习惯，花了大半天时间为他们三个制定复习时间表。 哈利和罗恩让她这么做的。这比和她争论要容易得多，而且，无论如何，他们可能会有用的。 罗恩吃惊地发现离考试只有六个星期了。 “这怎么会让人感到震惊呢？”赫敏一边问，一边用魔杖轻敲罗恩课程表上的每一个小方格，这样课程表就会根据不同的科目闪现出不同的颜色。 “我不知道，”罗恩说，“最近发生了很多事。“好吧，给你，”她说着，把他的课程表递给他，“如果你照这张课程表做，你会做得很好的。”罗恩阴郁地低头看了看，但马上又高兴起来。 “你每周给我放一个晚上的假！”“那是魁地奇训练用的。”赫敏说。 罗恩脸上的笑容消失了。

'What's the point?' he said. 'We've got about as much chance of winning the Quidditch Cup this year as Dad's got of becoming Minister for Magic.' Hermione said nothing; she was looking at Harry, who was staring blankly at the opposite wall of the common room while Crookshanks pawed at his hand, trying to get his ears scratched. 'What's wrong, Harry?' 'What?' he said quickly. 'Nothing.' He seized his copy of Defensive Magical Theory and pretended to be looking something up in the index. Crookshanks gave him up as a bad job and slunk away under Hermione's chair. 'I saw Cho earlier,' said Hermione tentatively. 'She looked really miserable, too… have you two had a row again?' 'Wha— oh, yeah, we have,' said Harry, seizing gratefully on the excuse. 'What about?' 'That sneak friend of hers, Marietta,' said Harry.

“有什么意义？”他说。 “今年我们赢得魁地奇杯的机会和爸爸成为魔法部部长的机会差不多。”赫敏什么也没说。她看着哈利，哈利正茫然地盯着公共休息室对面的墙，克鲁克山用爪子抓着他的手，想让他搔搔耳朵。 “怎么了，哈利？”“什么?他赶紧说。 “没有。”他抓起那本《魔法防御理论》，假装在索引里查什么东西。 克鲁克山把他当成一个讨厌的家伙，偷偷溜到赫敏的椅子底下去了。 “我刚才看见秋·张了。”赫敏试探地说。 “她看上去也很痛苦……你们俩又吵架了吗？”“什么——哦，是的，我们有。”哈利说，感激地抓住了这个借口。 “怎么样?“她那个鬼鬼祟祟的朋友，玛丽埃塔。”哈利说。

'Yeah, well, I don't blame you!' said Ron angrily, setting down his revision timetable. 'If it hadn't been for her…' Ron went into a rant about Marietta Edgecombe, which Harry found helpful; all he had to do was look angry, nod and say 'Yeah' and 'That's right' whenever Ron drew breath, leaving his mind free to dwell, ever more miserably, on what he had seen in the Pensieve. He felt as though the memory of it was eating him from inside. He had been so sure his parents were wonderful people that he had never had the slightest difficulty in disbelieving the aspersions Snape cast on his father's character. Hadn't people like Hagrid and Sirius told Harry how wonderful his father had been? (Yeah, well, look what Sirius was like himself, said a nagging voice inside Harry's head… he was as bad, wasn't he?) Yes, he had once overheard Professor McGonagall saying that his father and Sirius had been troublemakers at school, but she had described them as forerunners of the Weasley twins, and Harry could not imagine Fred and George

“是啊，我不怪你！”罗恩生气地说，一边写下复习时间表。 “要不是她……”罗恩开始怒斥玛丽埃塔·艾克莫，哈利觉得这很有帮助。他所要做的就是一副生气的样子，每当罗恩喘口气的时候，他就点点头，说“是啊”和“对了”，让他的思绪自由地停留在他在冥想盆里看到的事情上，而且越来越痛苦。 他觉得这件事的记忆正在从内心吞噬他。 他一直坚信自己的父母都是了不起的人，所以他毫不怀疑斯内普对他父亲性格的诽谤。 像海格和小天狼星这样的人不是告诉过哈利，他的父亲是多么了不起吗？ （是啊，看看小天狼星自己是什么样子，哈利脑子里有个唠叨的声音说……他也一样坏，不是吗？）是的，他曾经无意中听到麦格教授说，他父亲和小天狼星在学校里是捣蛋鬼，但她说他们是韦斯莱家双胞胎的前身，哈利无法想象弗雷德和乔治是什么样子

dangling someone upside-down for the fun of it… not unless they really loathed them… perhaps Malfoy, or somebody who really deserved it… Harry tried to make a case for Snape having deserved what he had suffered at James's hands: but hadn't Lily asked, 'What's he done to you?' And hadn't James replied, 'It's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean.' Hadn't James started it all simply because Sirius had said he was bored? Harry remembered Lupin saying back in Grimmauld Place that Dumbledore had made him prefect in the hope that he would be able to exercise some control over James and Sirius… but in the Pensieve, he had sat there and let it all happen… Harry kept reminding himself that Lily had intervened; his mother had been decent. Yet, the memory of the look on her face as she had shouted at James disturbed him quite as much as anything else; she had clearly loathed James, and Harry simply could not understand how they could have ended up married. Once or twice he even wondered whether James had forced her into it…

哈利试图说明斯内普在詹姆手里所受的痛苦是罪有应得，可是莉莉不是问过：“他对你做了什么？”詹姆斯答道：“更重要的是他的存在，如果你明白我的意思的话。”詹姆挑起这一切不就是因为小天狼星说他无聊吗？ 哈利记得卢平在格里莫广场说过，邓布利多让他当级长，是希望他能对詹姆和小天狼星施加一些控制……但在冥想盆里，他坐在那里任这一切发生……哈利不断提醒自己，莉莉干预了这件事。他的母亲是个正派人。 然而，想起她对詹姆斯大喊大叫时脸上的表情，他就像想起其他事情一样心烦意乱。她显然讨厌詹姆，哈利简直无法理解他们怎么会结婚。 有一两次，他甚至怀疑是不是詹姆强迫她这么做的……

For nearly five years the thought of his father had been a source of comfort, of inspiration. Whenever someone had told him he was like James, he had glowed with pride inside. And now… now he felt cold and miserable at the thought of him. The weather grew breezier, brighter and warmer as the Easter holidays passed, but Harry, along with the rest of the fifth- and seventh-years, was trapped inside, revising, traipsing back and forth to the library. Harry pretended his bad mood had no other cause but the approaching exams, and as his fellow Gryffindors were sick of studying themselves, his excuse went unchallenged. 'Harry, I'm talking to you, can you hear me?' 'Huh?' He looked round. Ginny Weasley, looking very windswept, had joined him at the library table where he had been sitting alone. It was late on Sunday evening: Hermione had gone back to Gryffindor Tower to revise Ancient Runes, and Ron had Quidditch practice.

近五年来，想到父亲一直是他安慰和鼓舞的源泉。 每当有人告诉他他像詹姆斯时，他的内心就会充满自豪。 现在……现在一想到他，他就觉得又冷又难受。 随着复活节假期的过去，天气越来越晴朗，越来越暖和，但哈利和其他五年级和七年级的学生都被困在教室里，一边复习，一边在图书馆来回踱步。 哈利假装自己心情不好不是别的原因，只是考试即将来临。他的格兰芬多同学们都厌倦了自己学习，所以他的借口没有受到质疑。 “哈利，我在跟你说话，你能听见吗？”“嗯?”他环顾四周。 金妮·韦斯莱在他一个人坐着的图书馆的桌子旁和他站在一起，看上去很狼狈。 那是星期天的深夜，赫敏回到格兰芬多塔楼复习古代魔文，罗恩在进行魁地奇训练。