31 O.W.L.s

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE O.W.L.s Ron's euphoria at helping Gryffindor scrape the Quidditch cup was such that he couldn't settle to anything next day. All he wanted to do was talk over the match, so Harry and Hermione found it very difficult to find an opening in which to mention Grawp. Not that either of them tried very hard; neither was keen to be the one to bring Ron back to reality in quite such a brutal fashion. As it was another fine, warm day, they persuaded him to join them in revising under the beech tree at the edge of the lake, where they had less chance of being overheard than in the common room. Ron was not particularly keen on this idea at first– he was thoroughly enjoying being patted on the back

第三十一章o.w.l s罗恩帮助格兰芬多队刮到了魁地奇奖杯，他欣喜若狂，第二天什么事也做不下来。 他只想谈论比赛的事，所以哈利和赫敏发现很难找到一个开口提起格洛普的机会。 并不是说他们俩都很努力；两人都不愿意用这种残忍的方式把罗恩带回现实。 这又是一个晴朗、温暖的日子，他们说服他和他们一起在湖边的山毛榉树下复习，那里比在公共休息室里被人偷听的可能性小。 罗恩一开始并不是特别喜欢这个主意——他非常喜欢被人拍拍背

by every Gryffindor who walked past his chair, not to mention the occasional outbursts of 'Weasley is our King'– but after a while he agreed that some fresh air might do him good. They spread their books out in the shade of the beech tree and sat down while Ron talked them through his first save of the match for what felt like the dozenth time. 'Well, I mean, I'd already let in that one of Davies's, so I wasn't feeling all that confident, but I dunno, when Bradley came towards me, just out of nowhere, I thought– you can do this! And I had about a second to decide which way to fly, you know, because he looked like he was aiming for the right goalhoop– my right, obviously, his left– but I had a funny feeling that he was feinting, and so I took the chance and flew left– his right, I mean– and– well– you saw what happened,' he concluded modestly, sweeping his hair back quite unnecessarily so that it looked interestingly windswept and glancing around to see whether the people nearest to them– a bunch of gossiping third-year Hufflepuffs– had heard him. 'And then,

每个从他椅子旁走过的格兰芬多学生都说了这句话，更不用说他偶尔会脱口而出的“韦斯莱是我们的国王”——但过了一会儿，他同意呼吸点新鲜空气也许对他有好处。 他们把书摊开在山毛榉树的树荫下，坐了下来，罗恩给他们讲了他第一次扑救比赛的经过，好像已经讲了十几遍了。 “嗯，我的意思是，我已经让戴维斯的那个球进了，所以我没有那么自信，但我不知道，当布拉德利向我走来的时候，不知从哪里冒出来的，我想——你能做到的！”我大概有一秒钟的时间来决定朝哪个方向飞，你知道，因为他看起来瞄准的是右边的球门——显然是我的右边，他的左边——但我有一种奇怪的感觉，他在做假动作，所以我抓住机会飞向左边——我是说他的右边——然后——嗯——你看到发生了什么，”他谦虚地总结道，他不必要地把头发往后一捋，使头发看起来像被风吹过的一样有趣，然后环顾四周，看看离他们最近的人——一群爱说长道短的赫奇帕奇三年级学生——有没有听见他的话。 “然后,

when Chambers came at me about five minutes later– What?' Ron asked, having stopped mid- sentence at the look on Harry's face. 'Why are you grinning?' 'I'm not,' said Harry quickly, and looked down at his Transfiguration notes, attempting to straighten his face. The truth was that Ron had just reminded Harry forcibly of another Gryffindor Quidditch player who had once sat rumpling his hair under this very tree. 'I'm just glad we won, that's all.' 'Yeah,' said Ron slowly, savouring the words, 'we won. Did you see the look on Chang's face when Ginny got the Snitch right out from under her nose?' 'I suppose she cried, did she?' said Harry bitterly. 'Well, yeah– more out of temper than anything, though…' Ron frowned slightly. 'But you saw her chuck her broom away when she got back to the ground, didn't you?' 'Er–' said Harry.

大约五分钟后钱伯斯向我扑过来——什么？”罗恩看到哈利脸上的表情，中途停了下来，问道。 “你笑什么？”“我没有。”哈利赶紧说，低头看着他的变形课笔记，试图把脸绷直。 事实上，罗恩刚才让哈利不由地想起了另一个格兰芬多的魁地奇球员，他曾经坐在这棵树下揉头发。 “我只是很高兴我们赢了，仅此而已。“是啊，”罗恩慢慢地说，细细品味着这句话，“我们赢了。 当金妮从张的鼻子底下把飞贼拿出来的时候，你看到她脸上的表情了吗？“我想她哭了，是不是？”哈利痛苦地说。 “嗯，是啊——不过主要是发脾气……”罗恩微微皱起眉头。 “但是你看到她回到地面时把扫帚扔掉了，是不是？”“嗯——”哈利说。

'Well, actually… no, Ron,' said Hermione with a heavy sigh, putting down her book and looking at him apologetically. 'As a matter of fact, the only bit of the match Harry and I saw was Davies's first goal.' Ron's carefully ruffled hair seemed to wilt with disappointment. 'You didn't watch?' he said faintly, looking from one to the other. 'You didn't see me make any of those saves?' 'Well– no,' said Hermione, stretching out a placatory hand towards him. 'But Ron, we didn't want to leave– we had to!' 'Yeah?' said Ron, whose face was growing rather red. 'How come?' 'It was Hagrid,' said Harry. 'He decided to tell us why he's been covered in injuries ever since he got back from the giants. He wanted us to go into the Forest with him, we had no choice, you know how he gets. Anyway…' The story was told in five minutes, by the end of which Ron's indignation had been replaced by a look of total incredulity. 'He brought one back and hid it in the Forest?'

“嗯，实际上……不，罗恩。”赫敏重重地叹了口气，放下书，抱歉地看着他。 “事实上，哈利和我唯一看到的比赛片段就是戴维斯的第一个进球。”罗恩精心弄乱的头发似乎失望地枯萎了。 “你没看？”他有气无力地说，看看这个，又看看那个。 “你没看到我做出那些扑救吗？”“嗯——不。”赫敏说着，向他伸出一只安抚的手。 “可是罗恩，我们不想离开——我们必须离开！”“是吗?罗恩说，他的脸越来越红。 “怎么?“是海格。”哈利说。 “他决定告诉我们，自从他从巨人队回来后，为什么他一直受伤。 他想让我们和他一起进禁林，我们别无选择，你知道他的脾气。 总之……”故事讲了五分钟，讲完了，罗恩的愤怒变成了一副完全不相信的表情。 “他带了一个回来，把它藏在禁林里？”

'Yep,' said Harry grimly. 'No,' said Ron, as though by saying this he could make it untrue. 'No, he can't have.' 'Well, he has,' said Hermione firmly. 'Grawp's about sixteen feet tall, enjoys ripping up twenty- foot pine trees, and knows me,' she snorted, 'as Hermy.' Ron gave a nervous laugh. 'And Hagrid wants us to…?' 'Teach him English, yeah,' said Harry. 'He's lost his mind,' said Ron in an almost awed voice. 'Yes,' said Hermione irritably, turning a page of Intermediate Transfiguration and glaring at a series of diagrams showing an owl turning into a pair of opera glasses. 'Yes, I'm starting to think he has. But, unfortunately, he made Harry and me promise.' 'Well, you're just going to have to break your promise, that's all,' said Ron firmly. 'I mean, come on… we've got exams and we're about that far–' he held up his hand to show thumb and forefinger

“是啊。”哈利严肃地说。“不。”罗恩说，好像说了这句话就可以证明这不是真的。 “不，他不可能。“是啊，他说过。”赫敏坚定地说。 “格洛普大约有十六英尺高，喜欢拔二十英尺高的松树，还把我，”她哼了一声，“当成赫敏。”罗恩紧张地笑了笑。 “海格想让我们……？”“教他英语，对。”哈利说。 “他疯了。”罗恩用近乎敬畏的声音说。 “是啊。”赫敏烦躁地说，翻了一页《中级变形课》，瞪着一组图表，上面画着一只猫头鹰变成了一副歌剧眼镜。 “是的，我开始觉得他说过了。 但不幸的是，他让我和哈里答应了。“好吧，你只能食言了，就这样。”罗恩坚决地说。 “我是说，别这样……我们还有考试，我们已经走了这么远——”他举起一只手，露出大拇指和食指

almost touching '–from being chucked out as it is. And anyway… remember Norbert? Remember Aragog? Have we ever come off better for mixing with any of Hagrid's monster mates?' 'I know, it's just that– we promised,' said Hermione in a small voice. Ron smoothed his hair flat again, looking preoccupied. 'Well,' he sighed, 'Hagrid hasn't been sacked yet, has he? He's hung on this long, maybe he'll hang on till the end of term and we won't have to go near Grawp at all.' The castle grounds were gleaming in the sunlight as though freshly painted; the cloudless sky smiled at itself in the smoothly sparkling lake; the satin green lawns rippled occasionally in a gentle breeze. June had arrived, but to the fifth-years this meant only one thing: their O.W.L.s were upon them at last. Their teachers were no longer setting them homework; lessons were devoted to revising those topics the teachers thought most likely to come up

几乎被感动了——因为它被抛弃了。 记得诺伯吗？ 还记得阿拉戈克吗?我们有没有因为和海格的怪物伙伴混在一起而受到过更好的惩罚？“我知道，只是——我们答应过的。”赫敏小声说。 罗恩又把头发捋平，一副心事重重的样子。 “嗯，”他叹了口气，“海格还没有被解雇，是吗？ 他已经坚持了这么久，也许他能坚持到学期结束，我们就根本不用靠近格洛普了。”城堡的场地在阳光下闪闪发光，好像刚粉刷过一样；万里无云的天空在波光粼粼的湖面上对自己微笑；缎子绿的草坪偶尔在微风中荡起涟漪。 六月到了，但对五年级学生来说，这只意味着一件事：o.w.l s考试终于到了。 老师不再给他们布置家庭作业；课程致力于修改老师们认为最有可能出现的话题