27 The Lightning Struck Tower

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN The Lightning-Struck Tower Once back under the starry sky, Harry heaved Dumbledore on to the top of the nearest boulder and then to his feet. Sodden and shivering, Dumbledore's weight still upon him, Harry concentrated harder than he had ever done upon his destination: Hogsmeade. Closing his eyes, gripping Dumbledore's arm as tightly as he could, he stepped forwards into that feeling of horrible compression. He knew it had worked before he opened his eyes: the smell of salt, the sea breeze had gone. He and Dumbledore were shivering and dripping in

回到繁星满天的天空下，哈利把邓布利多抱到最近的一块巨石顶上，然后站了起来。 哈利浑身湿透，浑身发抖，邓布利多的重量仍然压在他身上，他比以往任何时候都更加专注于他的目的地——霍格莫德村。 他闭上眼睛，使劲抓住邓布利多的胳膊，向前迈了一步，感受到了那种可怕的挤压感。 还没睁开眼睛，他就知道这招奏效了：盐的味道和海风都消失了。 他和邓布利多浑身发抖，汗流浃背

the middle of the dark High Street in Hogsmeade. For one horrible moment Harry's imagination showed him more Inferi creeping towards him around the sides of shops, but he blinked and saw that nothing was stirring; all was still, the darkness complete but for a few streetlamps and lit upper windows. 'We did it, Professor!' Harry whispered with difficulty; he suddenly realised that he had a searing stitch in his chest. 'We did it! We got the Horcrux!' Dumbledore staggered against him. For a moment, Harry thought that his inexpert Apparition had thrown Dumbledore off-balance; then he saw his face, paler and damper than ever in the distant light of a streetlamp. 'Sir, are you all right?' 'I've been better,' said Dumbledore weakly, though the corners of his mouth twitched. 'That potion… was no health drink…' And to Harry's horror, Dumbledore sank on to the ground.

霍格莫德村黑暗的大街中央。 在那可怕的一瞬间，哈利在想象中看到更多阴尸在商店的两旁向他爬来，但他眨了眨眼睛，发现没有动静。四周一片寂静，一片漆黑，只有几盏路灯和上面的窗户还亮着灯。 “我们成功了，教授！”哈利吃力地小声说。他突然意识到胸口一阵灼痛。 “我们做到了！”我们拿到魂器了！”邓布利多在他身上摇摇晃晃。 有那么一会儿，哈利以为自己不熟练的幻影显形使邓布利多失去了平衡。然后，他看到了他的脸，在远处街灯的灯光下，比以前更苍白、更沮丧。 “先生，你没事吧？”“好多了。”邓布利多虚弱地说，但他的嘴角抽搐了一下。 哈利惊恐地看到，邓布利多瘫倒在地上。

'Sir– it's OK, sir, you're going to be all right, don't worry–' He looked around desperately for help, but there was nobody to be seen and all he could think was that he must somehow get Dumbledore quickly to the hospital wing. 'We need to get you up to the school, sir… Madam Pomfrey…' 'No,' said Dumbledore. 'It is… Professor Snape whom I need… but I do not think… I can walk very far just yet…' 'Right– sir, listen– I'm going to knock on a door, find a place you can stay– then I can run and get Madam–' 'Severus,' said Dumbledore clearly. 'I need Severus…' 'All right then, Snape– but I'm going to have to leave you for a moment so I can–' Before Harry could make a move, however, he heard running footsteps. His heart leapt: somebody had seen, somebody knew they needed help– and looking around he saw Madam

“先生——没事的，先生，你会没事的，别担心——”他绝望地四下张望，想找人帮忙，可是一个人也没有，他满脑子想的就是必须赶紧把邓布利多送到医院去。 “我们得把你送到学校去，先生……庞弗雷夫人……” “好吧——先生，听着——我去敲一扇门，找一个你可以住的地方——然后我就跑去找夫人——” “那好吧，斯内普——不过我得离开你一会儿，这样我才能——”哈利还没来得及动弹，就听到了奔跑的脚步声。 他的心怦怦直跳：有人看见了，有人知道他们需要帮助——他环顾四周，看到了夫人

Rosmerta scurrying down the dark street towards them on high-heeled, fluffy slippers, wearing a silk dressing-gown embroidered with dragons. 'I saw you Apparate as I was pulling my bedroom curtains! Thank goodness, thank goodness, I couldn't think what to– but what's wrong with Albus?' She came to a halt, panting, and stared down, wide-eyed, at Dumbledore. 'He's hurt,' said Harry. 'Madam Rosmerta, can he come into the Three Broomsticks while I go up to the school and get help for him?' 'You can't go up there alone! Don't you realise– haven't you seen–?' 'If you help me support him,' said Harry, not listening to her, 'I think we can get him inside–' 'What has happened?' asked Dumbledore. 'Rosmerta, what's wrong?' 'The– the Dark Mark, Albus.' And she pointed into the sky, in the direction of Hogwarts. mclhfa. Dread flooded Harry at the sound of the words… he turned and looked.

罗斯默塔穿着一件绣着龙的丝绸晨衣，穿着毛茸茸的高跟拖鞋，沿着漆黑的街道向他们跑来。 “我拉卧室窗帘的时候看见你幻影显形了！”谢天谢地，谢天谢地，我想不出该怎么办——可是阿不思怎么了？”她喘着粗气停了下来，睁大眼睛盯着邓布利多。 “他受伤了。”哈利说。“罗斯默塔夫人，在我到学校去找人帮助他的时候，他能到三把扫帚去吗？”“你不能一个人上去！”难道你没意识到——难道你没看到——？“如果你帮我扶住他，”哈利说，没有听她的话，“我想我们可以把他弄进去——”邓布利多问。 “罗斯默塔，怎么了？”“黑魔标记，阿不思。”她指着天空，指向霍格沃茨的方向。 听到这些话，哈利感到一阵恐惧……他转过身去看了看。

There it was, hanging in the sky above the school: the blazing green skull with a serpent tongue, the mark Death Eaters left behind whenever they had entered a building… wherever they had murdered… 'When did it appear?' asked Dumbledore, and his hand clenched painfully upon Harry's shoulder as he struggled to his feet. 'Must have been minutes ago, it wasn't there when I put the cat out, but when I got upstairs–' 'We need to return to the castle at once,' said Dumbledore. 'Rosmerta,' and though he staggered a little, he seemed wholly in command of the situation, 'we need transport– brooms–' 'I've got a couple behind the bar,' she said, looking very frightened. 'Shall I run and fetch–?' 'No, Harry can do it.' Harry raised his wand at once. 'Accio Rosmerta's brooms.' A second later they heard a loud bang as the front door of the pub burst open; two brooms had shot out into the street and were racing each other

它就在那儿，悬挂在学校上空：那个长着蛇舌的发亮的绿色骷髅，食死徒每次进入建筑物时都会留下的印记……无论他们在哪里杀人……邓布利多问，他挣扎着站了起来，一只手痛苦地抓着哈利的肩膀。 “一定是几分钟前，我把猫放出去的时候它还不在那儿，但我上楼的时候——”“我们得马上回城堡。” “罗斯默塔，”他虽然有点摇晃，但似乎完全掌握了局势，“我们需要运输工具——扫帚——”“我在吧台后面有两把扫帚。”她说，显得很害怕。 “要不要我跑去把——”“不，哈利可以。”哈利立刻举起魔杖。 “罗斯默塔的飞天扫帚。”一秒钟后，他们听到一声巨响，酒吧的前门被撞开了；两把扫帚突然飞到街上，互相飞快地跑着

to Harry's side, where they stopped dead, quivering slightly, at waist height. 'Rosmerta, please send a message to the Ministry,' said Dumbledore, as he mounted the broom nearest him. 'It might be that nobody within Hogwarts has yet realised anything is wrong… Harry, put on your Invisibility Cloak.' Harry pulled his Cloak out of his pocket and threw it over himself before mounting his broom; Madam Rosmerta was already tottering back towards her pub as Harry and Dumbledore kicked off from the ground and rose up into the air. As they sped towards the castle, Harry glanced sideways at Dumbledore, ready to grab him should he fall, but the sight of the Dark Mark seemed to have acted upon Dumbledore like a stimulant: he was bent low over his broom, his eyes fixed upon the Mark, his long silver hair and beard flying behind him in the night air. And Harry, too, looked ahead at the skull, and fear swelled inside him like a venomous bubble, compressing his lungs, driving all other discomfort from his mind…

他们停了下来，在齐腰高的地方微微颤抖着。 “罗斯默塔，请给魔法部送个信。”邓布利多说着，爬上离他最近的扫帚。 “可能霍格沃茨还没有人意识到出了什么问题……哈利，穿上你的隐形衣。”哈利从口袋里掏出隐形衣，披在身上，然后骑上扫帚。罗斯默塔夫人已经摇摇晃晃地朝她的酒吧走去了，哈利和邓布利多一脚从地上跳起来，腾空而起。 他们飞快地朝城堡走去，哈利瞥了邓布利多一眼，准备在他摔倒时抓住他，但看到黑魔标记似乎给了邓布利多一剂兴奋剂：他低低地伏在扫帚上，眼睛盯着黑魔标记，银色的长发和胡子在身后的夜空中飞舞。 哈利也朝前看了看那骷髅，恐惧像一个有毒的气泡一样在他心里膨胀，挤压着他的肺部，把其他所有的不适都赶跑了……