22 After the Burial

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO After the Burial Patches of bright blue sky were beginning to appear over the castle turrets, but these signs of approaching summer did not lift Harry's mood. He had been thwarted, both in his attempts to find out what Malfoy was doing, and in his efforts to start a conversation with Slughorn that might lead, somehow, to Slughorn handing over the memory he had apparently suppressed for decades. 'For the last time, just forget about Malfoy,' Hermione told Harry firmly. They were sitting with Ron in a sunny corner of the courtyard after lunch. Hermione and Ron were both clutching a Ministry of Magic leaflet: Common Apparition Mistakes and How to Avoid

片片蔚蓝的天空开始出现在城堡的塔楼上，但这些夏天即将来临的迹象并没有提振哈利的情绪。 他既想知道马尔福在做什么，又想和斯拉格霍恩谈谈，希望能让斯拉格霍恩交出他似乎压抑了几十年的记忆，但都遭到了挫败。 “最后说一遍，忘掉马尔福吧。”赫敏坚决地对哈利说。 午饭后，他们和罗恩坐在院子里一个阳光明媚的角落里。 赫敏和罗恩手里都拿着一本魔法部的小册子：《幻影显形常见错误及避免方法》

Them, for they were taking their tests that very afternoon, but by and large the leaflets had not proved soothing to the nerves. Ron gave a start and tried to hide behind Hermione as a girl came round the corner. 'It isn't Lavender,' said Hermione wearily. 'Oh, good,' said Ron, relaxing. 'Harry Potter?' said the girl. 'I was asked to give you this.' 'Thanks…' Harry's heart sank as he took the small scroll of parchment. Once the girl was out of earshot he said, 'Dumbledore said we wouldn't be having any more lessons until I got the memory!' 'Maybe he wants to check on how you're doing?' suggested Hermione, as Harry unrolled the parchment; but rather than finding Dumbledore's long, narrow, slanting writing he saw an untidy sprawl, very difficult to read due to the presence of large blotches on the parchment where the ink had run.

他们，因为他们当天下午就要考试了，但总的来说，传单并没有安抚他们的神经。 罗恩吓了一跳，想躲到赫敏身后，这时一个女孩从拐角处走过来。 “不是拉文德。”赫敏疲倦地说。 “哦，太好了。”罗恩说，放松了下来。 “哈利波特?女孩说。 “有人要我把这个给你。“谢谢……”哈利接过那一小卷羊皮纸，心一沉。 等那女孩走到听不见的地方，他说：“邓布利多说，在我得到记忆之前，我们不会再上课了！“也许他想看看你过得怎么样？”当哈利展开羊皮纸时，赫敏建议道。但他看到的不是邓布利多那又长又窄、歪歪斜斜的字迹，而是一张凌乱的纸，字迹很难看清楚，因为羊皮纸上的墨迹斑斑点点。

Dear Harry, Ron and Hermione, Aragog died last night. Harry and Ron, you met him, and you know how special he was. Hermione, I know you'd have liked him. It would mean a lot to me if you'd nip down for the burial later this evening. I'm planning on doing it round dusk, that was his favourite time of day. I know you're not supposed to be out that late, but you can use the Cloak. Wouldn't ask but I can't face it alone. Hagrid 'Look at this,' said Harry, handing the note to Hermione. 'Oh, for heaven's sake,' she said, scanning it quickly and passing it to Ron, who read it through looking increasingly incredulous. 'He's mental!' he said furiously. 'That thing told its mates to eat Harry and me! Told them to help themselves! And now Hagrid expects us to go down there and cry over its horrible hairy body!' 'It's not just that,' said Hermione. 'He's asking us to leave the castle at night, and he knows

亲爱的哈利、罗恩和赫敏：阿拉戈克昨晚死了。 哈利和罗恩，你们见过他，你们知道他有多特别。 赫敏，我知道你会喜欢他的。 如果你能来参加今晚晚些时候的葬礼，这对我来说意义重大。 我打算在黄昏时分下手，那是他一天中最喜欢的时间。 我知道你不应该那么晚还在外面，但你可以用隐形衣。 本不想问，但我无法独自面对。 “看这个。”哈利说着，把纸条递给赫敏。 “哦，看在上帝的份上。”她说着迅速浏览了一下，递给罗恩，罗恩看了一遍，显得越来越难以置信。 “他的精神!他愤怒地说。 “那东西叫它的同伴吃掉哈利和我！”让他们自己吃吧！现在海格还指望我们下去，对着它那可怕的毛茸茸的身体哭呢！“不只是这样。”赫敏说。 “他要我们晚上离开城堡，他知道

security's a million times tighter and how much trouble we'd be in if we were caught.' 'We've been down to see him by night before,' said Harry. 'Yes, but for something like this?' said Hermione. 'We've risked a lot to help Hagrid out, but after all– Aragog's dead. If it were a question of saving him–' '–I'd want to go even less,' said Ron firmly. 'You didn't meet him, Hermione. Believe me, being dead will have improved him a lot.' Harry took the note back and stared down at the inky blotches all over it. Tears had clearly fallen thick and fast upon the parchment… 'Harry, you can't be thinking of going,' said Hermione. 'It's such a pointless thing to get detention for.' Harry sighed. 'Yeah, I know,' he said. 'I s'pose Hagrid'll have to bury Aragog without us.' 'Yes, he will,' said Hermione, looking relieved. 'Look, Potions will be almost empty this

安全措施要严格一百万倍如果我们被抓住，会有多大的麻烦。“我们以前曾在夜里下去看他。”哈利说。 “是的，但是为了这样的事？”赫敏说。 “我们冒了很大的风险来帮助海格，但毕竟——阿拉戈克死了。 如果是为了救他——”“我就更不想去了。”罗恩坚决地说。 “你没见过他，赫敏。 相信我，死了会使他好多了。”哈利拿回纸条，盯着上面满是墨迹的斑点。 显然，眼泪又厚又快地落在羊皮纸上……“哈利，你不会是想走吧？” “因为这件事被关禁闭是毫无意义的。”哈利叹了口气。 “是的，我知道，”他说。“我想海格只能自己埋葬阿拉戈克了。“是的，他会的。”赫敏说，看上去松了一口气。 “瞧，今天的魔药课差不多空了

afternoon, with us all off doing our tests… try and soften Slughorn up a bit then!' 'Fifty-seventh time lucky, you think?' said Harry bitterly. 'Lucky,' said Ron suddenly. 'Harry, that's it– get lucky!' 'What d'you mean?' 'Use your lucky potion!' 'Ron, that's– that's it!' said Hermione, sounding stunned. 'Of course! Why didn't I think of it?' Harry stared at them both. 'Felix Felicis?' he said. 'I dunno… I was sort of saving it…' 'What for?' demanded Ron incredulously. 'What on earth is more important than this memory, Harry?' asked Hermione. Harry did not answer. The thought of that little golden bottle had hovered on the edges of his imagination for some time; vague and unformulated plans that involved Ginny splitting up with Dean, and Ron somehow being happy to see her with a new boyfriend, had been fermenting

下午，我们都去做考试……那就试着软化斯拉格霍恩吧！“第五十七次走运，你认为？”哈利痛苦地说。 “幸运。”罗恩突然说。 “哈利，够了——走运吧！”“你这是什么意思？”“用你的幸运药水！”“罗恩，就是——就是这样！”赫敏惊愕地说。 “当然!我怎么没想到呢？”哈利盯着他们俩。 Felix Felicis ?他说。“我不知道……我想留着它……”罗恩难以置信地问。 “还有什么比这段记忆更重要的呢，哈利？”赫敏问。 哈利没有回答。那个小金瓶子的念头在他的想象中萦绕了好长一段时间；金妮和迪安分手，而罗恩看到她有了新男友，不知怎么地感到高兴，这些模糊而不明确的计划正在酝酿之中

in the depths of his brain, unacknowledged except during dreams or the twilight time between sleeping and waking… 'Harry? Are you still with us?' asked Hermione. 'Wha—? Yeah, of course,' he said, pulling himself together. 'Well… OK. If I can't get Slughorn to talk this afternoon, I'll take some Felix and have another go this evening.' 'That's decided, then,' said Hermione briskly, getting to her feet and performing a graceful pirouette. 'Destination… determination… deliberation…' she murmured. 'Oh, stop that,' Ron begged her, 'I feel sick enough as it is– quick, hide me!' 'It isn't Lavender!' said Hermione impatiently, as another couple of girls appeared in the courtyard and Ron dived behind her. 'Cool,' said Ron, peering over Hermione's shoulder to check. 'Blimey, they don't look happy, do they?' 'They're the Montgomery sisters and of course they don't look happy, didn't you hear what

在他的大脑深处，不为人知，只有在做梦或睡觉和醒来之间的黄昏时分……“哈利？” 你还在听吗？赫敏问。 “世界卫生大会- ?“是的，当然。”他说着，振作了起来。 “嗯……好吧。如果今天下午我不能让斯拉格霍恩说话，我就拿点福灵剂，晚上再试一次。“那么就这么定了。”赫敏轻快地说，站起身来，做了一个优雅的脚尖旋转。 “目标……决心……深思熟虑……” “哦，别这样，”罗恩恳求她，“我已经够难受的了——快，把我藏起来！“不是拉文德！”赫敏不耐烦地说，这时院子里又出现了两个女孩，罗恩跳到她身后。 “太酷了。”罗恩说，从赫敏的肩膀上看了看。 “天哪，他们看起来不高兴，是吗？”“她们是蒙哥马利姐妹，她们看上去当然不高兴，你没听到什么吗？