《哈利波特与阿兹卡班囚徒》第12章《守护神》中英文对照学习版

中英文对照学习版
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban《哈利˙波特与阿兹卡班囚徒》
Chapter Twelve
The Patronus
第12章
守护神
Harry knew that Hermione had meant well, but that didn't stop him being angry with her. He had been the owner of the best broom in the worl d for a few short hours, and now, because of her interference, he didn't know whether he woul d ever see it again. He was positive that there was nothing wrong with the Firebolt now, but what sort of state would it be in once it had been subjected to all sorts of anti-jinx tests?
哈利知道赫敏的用意是好的，但还是忍不住生她的气。

世界上最好的飞天扫帚，他拿到手里才短短几个小时，就因为赫敏横插一杠子，现在还不知道这辈子能不能再见到它。

哈利可以肯定火弩箭目前没有一点毛病，但是做了各种反恶咒的检测之后，会是什么模样，那就只有天知道了。

Ron was furious with Hermione, too. As far as he was concerned, the stripping-d own of a brand-new Firebolt was nothing l ess than criminal damage. Hermione, who remained convinced that she had acted for the best, started avoiding the common room. Harry and Ron supposed she had taken refuge in the library, and didn't try and persuad e her to come back. All in all, they were glad when the rest of the school returned shortly after New Year, and Gryffind or Tower became crowd ed and noisy again.
罗恩也很生赫敏的气。

在他看来，将一把崭新的火弩箭拆开等于是犯罪行为。

赫敏仍然认为她这么做是为了哈利好，但她现在不到公共休息室里来了。

哈利和罗恩以为她躲到图书馆里去了，也就没想着把她劝回来。

总的来说，他们很高兴新年过后不久同学们就回来了，格兰芬多塔楼又变得拥挤和嘈杂起来。

Wood sought Harry out on the night before term started.
开学前一天晚上，伍德找到了哈利。

‘Had a good Christmas?’ he said, and then, without waiting for an answer, he sat d own, l owered his voice and said, ‘I’ve been d oing some thinking over Christmas, Harry. After the last match, you know. If the Dementors come to the next one ... I mean ... we can't afford you to - well -’
“圣诞节过得好吧？”他说，然后不等哈利回答，他就坐下来，压低嗓门说
道，“过节的时候我好好想了想，哈利。

上次比赛之后我一直在想。

如果下次比赛摄魂怪再来……我的意思是……我们可禁不起你──怎么说呢──”
Wood broke off, l ooking awkward.
伍德顿住了，显得有些尴尬。

‘I'm working on it,’ said Harry quickly. ‘Professor Lupin said he'd train me to ward the Dementors off. We shoul d be starting this week; he said he'd have time after Christmas.’
“我在努力呢，”哈利赶紧说道，“卢平教授说他要训练我抵御摄魂怪。

应该从这个星期就开始。

他说过完圣诞节他就有时间了。

”
‘A h,’said Wood, his expression cl earing. ‘Well, in that case - I really didn't want to l ose you as Seeker, Harry. And have you ord ered a new broom yet?’“啊，”伍德说着，脸上的表情变得开朗了，“如果是这样──我其实也不愿失去你这位找球手，哈利。

还有，你订购新扫帚没有？”
‘No,’ said Harry.
“没有。

”哈利说。

‘What! You'd better get a move on, you know - you can't rid e that Shooting Star against Ravenclaw!’
“什么！你最好抓紧吧，你要知道──你可不能骑着那把流星去打拉文克劳！”
‘He got a Firebolt for Christmas,’ said Ron.
“他圣诞节收到了一把火弩箭。

”罗恩说。

‘A Firebolt? No! Seriously? A - a real Firebolt?’
“火弩箭？不可能！当真？一把──一把真的火弩箭？”
‘Don't get excited, Oliver,’said Harry gl oomily. ‘I haven't got it any more. It was confiscated.’And he explained all about how the Firebolt was now being checked for jinxes.
“别激动，奥利弗，”哈利闷闷不乐地说，“现在已经没有了，被没收了。

”然后他一五一十地解释火弩箭怎样被拿去检测是否有恶咒了。

‘Jinxed? How coul d it be jinxed?’
“恶咒？怎么可能有恶咒呢？”
‘Sirius Black,’Harry said wearily. ‘He's supposed to be after me. So McGonagall reckons he might have sent it.’
“小天狼星布莱克，”哈利厌倦地说，“据说他要追杀的人是我。

所以麦格教授认为扫帚可能是他送来的。

”
Waving asid e the information that a famous murd erer was after his Seeker, Wood said, ‘But Black coul dn't have bought a Firebolt! He's on the run! The whol e country's on the l ookout for him! How coul d he just walk into Quality Quid ditch Supplies and buy a broomstick?’
听到大名鼎鼎的杀人犯要追杀他的找球手，伍德只是漫不经心地挥挥手，说：“可是布莱克不可能买到一把火弩箭！他是在逃犯！全国都在通缉他！他怎么可能大摇大摆地走进魁地奇精品店去买扫帚呢？”
‘I know,’ said Harry, ‘but McGonagall still wants to strip it d own -’
“我知道，”哈利说，“但麦格教授还是想把它拆开──”
Wood went pale.
伍德的脸白了。

‘I’ll go and talk to her, Harry,’he promised. ‘I’ll make her see reason ... a Firebolt ... a real Firebolt, on our team ... she wants Gryffind or to win as much as we d o ... I'll make her see sense ... a Firebolt ...’
“我去找她谈谈，哈利。

”他保证道，“我要让她想清楚……一把火弩箭……一把正宗的火弩箭，在我们球队……她跟我们一样盼着格兰芬多赢……我要让她明白过来……一把火弩箭……”
Lessons started again next day. The last thing anyone felt like d oing was spending two hours in the grounds on a raw January morning, but Hagrid had provid ed a bonfire full of salamand ers for their enjoyment, and they spent an unusually good l esson coll ecting dry wood and l eaves to keep the fire blazing, whil e the fame-l oving lizards scampered up and d own the crumbling, white-hot l ogs. The first Divination l esson of the new term was much l ess fun; Professor Trelawney was now teaching them palmistry, and she l ost no time in informing Harry that he had the shortest life-lines she had ever seen.
第二天，学校恢复了上课。

在这个阴冷潮湿的一月的上午，大家最不愿意的就是在场地上待两个小时，没想到海格为了让他们高兴，弄出了一堆篝火，里面都是火蜥蜴。

这节课上得特别有意思，同学们收集柴禾树叶，让火不断燃烧，那些喜欢火焰的蜥蜴，在烧得噼啪作响的木柴里蹿来蹿去。

新学期的第一节占卜课就没劲多了，特里劳尼教授现在教他们看手相了。

她一逮着机会就告诉哈利，他的生命线是她所见过的最短的。

It was Defence Against the Dark Arts that Harry was keen to get to; after his conversation with Wood, he wanted to get started on his Anti-Dementor l essons as soon as possibl e.
哈利盼望的课是黑魔法防御术。

跟伍德交谈过之后，他希望抵御摄魂怪的训练课程能够尽早开始。

‘A h yes,’ said Lupin, when Harry remind ed him of his promise at the end of class. ‘Let me see ... how about eight o'clock on Thursday evening? The History of Magic classroom shoul d be large enough ... I'll have to think carefully about how we're going to d o this ... we can't bring a real Dementor into the castle to practise on ...’
下课后，哈利提醒卢平别忘记他答应的事。

“是的，”卢平回答，“让我想想……星期四晚上八点怎么样？魔法史教室应该够大了……我必须仔细想想该怎么做……我们不可能把一个真的摄魂怪带进城堡里来练习……”
‘Still l ooks ill, doesn't he?’ said Ron, as they walked d own the corrid or, heading to dinner. ‘What d'you reckon's the matter with him?’
“他的脸色还是不好，是吗？”罗恩说，这时他们顺着走廊朝礼堂走去，要去吃午饭，“你说他究竟是怎么回事啊？”
There was a l oud and impatient 'tuh' from behind them. It was Hermione, who had been sitting at the feet of a suit of armour, repacking her bag, which was so full of books it wouldn't cl ose.
他们身后传来一声很响、很不耐烦的咂嘴声。

是赫敏，她坐在一套铠甲的脚上整理书包，书太多了，撑得书包都合不上了。

‘A nd what are you tutting at us for?’ said Ron irritably.
“你朝我们咂什么嘴啊？”罗恩恼火地说。

‘Nothing,’said Hermione in a l ofty voice, heaving her bag back over her should er.
“没什么。

”赫敏用清高自傲的语气说，把书包背到了肩上。

‘Yes, you were,’ said Ron.' ‘ said I wond er what's wrong with Lupin, and you -’“你就是咂嘴了。

”罗恩说，“我说不知道卢平是怎么回事，然后你就──”
‘Well, isn't it obvious?’ said Hermione, with a l ook of mad d ening superiority.
“那不是明摆着的事吗？”赫敏带着令人气恼的优越感说。

‘If you d on't want to tell us, d on't,’ snapped Ron
“如果你不想告诉我们，就别说。

”罗恩没好气地说。

‘Fine,’ said Hermione haughtily, and she marched off.
“很好。

”赫敏傲慢地说，然后便大步流星地走开了。

‘She d oesn't know,’said Ron, staring resentfully after Hermione. ‘She's just trying to get us to talk to her again.’
“她其实不知道，”罗恩气呼呼地瞪着赫敏的背影，说，“她只是想让我们重新跟她说话。

”
At eight o'clock on Thursday evening, Harry l eft Gryffind or Tower for the History of Magic classroom. It was dark and empty when he arrived, but he lit the lamps with his wand and had waited only five minutes when Professor Lupin turned up, carrying a large packing case, which he heaved onto Professor Binns' d esk.
星期四晚上八点，哈利离开格兰芬多塔楼去魔法史教室。

到了那里，教室里空荡荡的，一片漆黑。

他用魔杖把灯点亮，只等了五分钟，卢平教授就出现了，手里提着一个大货箱。

他把货箱放在宾斯教授的讲台上。

‘What's that?’ said Harry.
“那是什么？”哈利问。

‘A nother Boggart,’ said Lupin, stripping off his cl oak. ‘I’ve been combing the castle ever since Tuesday, and very luckily I found this one lurking insid e Mr Filch’s filing cabinet. It's the nearest we’ll get to a real Dementor. The Boggart will turn into a Dementor when he sees you, so we’ll be abl e to practise on him. I can store him in my office when we're not using him; there's a cupboard und er my d esk he'll like.’
“另外一个博格特。

”卢平说着，脱掉斗篷，“我从星期二就开始在城堡里四处搜寻，还算走运，我发现这家伙躲在费尔奇先生的档案柜里。

这是我们所能找到的最接近摄魂怪的东西了。

博格特一看见你就会变成摄魂怪，我们就可以拿它来练习了。

用不着的时候，我就把它存在我的办公室里。

我桌子底下有个柜子，它会喜欢的。

”
‘OK,’ said Harry, trying to sound as though he wasn't apprehensive at all and merely glad that Lupin had found such a good substitute for a real Dementor.
“好吧。

”哈利说，尽量使语气听起来好像他一点也不担心，而是为卢平找到这么一个理想的摄魂怪替代品而感到高兴。

‘So ...’ Professor Lupin had taken out his own wand, and indicated that Harry shoul d d o the same. ‘The spell I am going to try and teach you is highly advanced magic, Harry - well beyond Ordinary Wizarding Level. It is call ed the Patronus Charm.
“那么……”卢平教授抽出自己的魔杖，示意哈利也照着做，“我马上要演示并教给你的咒语，是一种非常高深的魔法，哈利──远远超出了普通巫师等级。

这个咒语名叫守护神咒。

”
‘How d oes it work?’ said Harry nervously.
“有什么作用呢？”哈利紧张地问。

‘Well, when it works correctly, it conjures up a Patronus,’ said Lupin, ‘which is a kind of Anti-Dementor - a guardian which acts as a shield between you and the Dementor.’
“是这样的，如果做得正确，就会变出一个守护神，”卢平说，“它是一种摄魂怪克星──是一个守护者，像盾牌一样挡在你和摄魂怪之间。

”
Harry had a sudd en vision of himself crouching behind a Hagrid-sized figure hol ding a large club. Professor Lupin continued, ‘The Patronus is a kind of positive force, a projection of the very things that the Dementor feeds upon - hope, happiness, the d esire to survive - but it cannot feel d espair, as real humans can, so the Dementors can't hurt it. But I must warn you, Harry, that the Charm might be too advanced for you. Many qualified wizards have difficulty with it.’哈利脑子里突然闪过一个画面：自己躲在一个海格那么庞大的、拿着大棒的身影后面。

卢平教授继续说道：“守护神是一种积极的力量，是摄魂怪赖以为生的那些东西的外化表现──希望、快乐、求生的欲望──但它不像真人一样能感受到绝望，所以摄魂怪奈何不了它。

但是我必须提醒你，哈利，这个咒语对你来说可能太高深了，许多高明的巫师都没能够掌握。

”
‘What d oes a Patronus l ook like?’ said Harry curiously.
“守护神是什么样子？”哈利好奇地问。

‘Each one is unique to the wizard who conjures it.’
“每个守护神都是变它出来的巫师所独有的。

”
‘A nd how d o you conjure it?’
“你是怎么变出来的呢？”
‘With an incantation, which will work only if you are concentrating, with all your might, on a singl e, very happy memory.’
“念一个咒语，你必须把所有的意念都集中在某个特别愉快的时刻，这咒语才会生效。

”
Harry cast about for a happy memory. Certainly, nothing that had happened to him at the Dursl eys' was going to d o. Finally, he settled on the moment when he had first rid d en a broomstick.
哈利绞尽脑汁想一个愉快的时刻。

毫无疑问，他在德思礼家的所有遭遇都不能考虑。

最后，他选定了他第一次骑飞天扫帚的时刻。

‘Right,’ he said, trying to recall as exactly as possibl e the wond erful, soaring
sensation in his stomach.
“好了。

”他说，尽量准确地回忆起他心里那种奇妙的、飘飘欲仙的感觉。

‘The incantation is this -’ Lupin cleared his throat, ‘expecto patronum!’
“咒语是──”卢平清了清嗓子，“呼神护卫！”
‘Expecto patronum,’ Harry repeated und er his breath, ‘expecto patronum.’
“呼神护卫，”哈利不出声地重复着，“呼神护卫。

”
‘Concentrating hard on your happy memory?’
“你把意念都集中在那愉快的回忆上了吗？”
‘Oh -yeah -’said Harry, quickly forcing his thoughts back to that first broom-rid e. ‘Expecto patrono - no, patronum - sorry - expecto patronum, expecto patronum -’
“噢──是啊──”哈利说着，赶紧强迫自己的思绪回到第一次骑飞天扫帚的时候，“呼神护佑──不对，护卫──对不起──呼神护卫，呼神护卫──”
Something whooshed sudd enly out of the end of his wand; it l ooked like a wisp of silvery gas.
突然，什么东西从他的魔杖尖上蹿了出来，看上去像一团银白色的气体。

‘Did you see that?’ said Harry excitedly. ‘Something happened’
“你看见了吗？”哈利兴奋地说，“有反应了！”
‘Very good,’ said Lupin, smiling. ‘Right then - ready to try it on a Dementor?’“很好，”卢平微笑着说，“那么──准备好在摄魂怪身上练习了吗？”
‘Yes,’ Harry said, gripping his wand very tightly, and moving into the mid dl e of the d eserted classroom. He tried to keep his mind on flying, but something else kept intruding ... any second now, he might hear his mother again ... but he shoul dn't think that, or he woul d hear her again, and he didn't want to ... or did he?’
“好了。

”哈利说着，把魔杖攥得紧紧的，走到空荡荡的教室中央。

他努力让自己只想着那次飞行，可是别的东西总是闯进来……现在，他随时都可能再次听见妈妈的声音……但是他不应该这么想，不然就会再次听见她的声音，他不愿意听见……难道他愿意听见吗？
Lupin grasped the lid of the packing case and pull ed.
卢平抓住货箱的盖子，猛地一掀。

A Dementor rose sl owly from the box, its hooded face turned towards Harry, one glistening, scabbed hand gripping its cl oak. The lamps around the classroom flickered and went out. The Dementor stepped from the box and started to sweep
silently towards Harry, drawing a d eep, rattling breath. A wave of piercing col d broke over him -
一个摄魂怪慢慢地从箱子里冒了出来，它戴着兜帽的脸朝哈利这边转来，一只闪着寒光、生着疥癣的手抓着斗篷。

教室里的灯闪了几闪，熄灭了。

摄魂怪从箱子里走了出来，开始悄没声儿地朝哈利快速逼近，同时发出低沉的、呼噜呼噜的喘息声。

一股渗透骨髓的寒意笼罩了哈利──
‘Expecto patronum!’ Harry yelled. ‘Expecto patronum! Expecto -’
“呼神护卫！”哈利大喊，“呼神护卫！呼神──”
But the classroom and the Dementor were dissolving ... Harry was falling again through thick white fog, and his mother's voice was l oud er than ever, echoing insid e his head - ‘Not Harry! Not Harry! Please - I'll d o anything -’然而，教室和摄魂怪在消失……哈利再度坠入厚厚的白色浓雾，妈妈的声音比以往任何时候都更加响亮，在他脑海里回荡──—“别碰哈利！别碰哈利！求求你──要我怎样都行──”
‘Stand asid e - stand asid e, girl -’
“闪开──闪开，女人──”
‘Harry!’
“哈利！”
Harry jerked back to life. He was lying flat on his back on the fl oor. The classroom lamps were alight again. He didn't have to ask what had happened.
哈利猛地醒转过来。

他仰面躺在地板上。

教室的灯又亮了。

他用不着问刚才发生了什么。

‘Sorry,’ he muttered, sitting up and feeling cold sweat trickling d own behind his glasses.
“对不起。

”他低声说，坐了起来，感觉冷汗在眼镜后面往下流。

‘A re you all right?’ said Lupin.
“你没事吧？”卢平说。

‘Yes ...’ Harry pull ed himself up on one of the d esks and l eant against it.
“没事……”哈利扶着一张桌子站了起来，然后靠在桌上。

‘Here -’ Lupin hand ed him a Chocolate Frog. ‘Eat this before we try again. I didn't expect you to d o it first time. In fact, I woul d have been astound ed if you had.’
“给──”卢平递给他一只巧克力蛙，“把它吃了，我们再试一次。

我本来就没指望你能一次成功。

说实在的，如果你真的成功了，我倒会感到震惊呢。

”
‘It's getting worse,’Harry muttered, biting the Frog's head off. ‘I coul d hear her l oud er that time - and him - Vold emort -’
“更糟糕了，”哈利嘟哝着说，一口咬掉了巧克力蛙的脑袋，“这次我听见她的声音更响了──还有他──伏地魔──”
Lupin looked paler than usual.
卢平的脸色比平素更加苍白。

‘Harry, if you d on't want to continue, I will more than und erstand -’
“哈利，如果你不想继续，我完全能够理解──”
‘I d o!’said Harry fiercely, stuffing the rest of the Chocolate Frog into his mouth. ‘I’ve got to! What if the Dementors turn up at our match against Ravenclaw? I can't afford to fall off again. If we l ose this game we've l ost the Quidditch Cup!’
“我想继续！”哈利情绪激动地说，把剩下来的巧克力蛙全部塞进了嘴里，“我必须继续！如果我们跟拉文克劳比赛的时候，摄魂怪突然出现了怎么办？我可不能再摔下来了。

要是这场比赛再输了，我们的魁地奇杯就丢了！”
‘A ll right then ...’said Lupin. ‘You might want to select another memory, a happy memory, I mean, to concentrate on ... that one d oesn't seem to have been strong enough ...’
“那好吧……”卢平说，“你可能需要另外挑选一段回忆，我是说一段愉快的回忆，把意念集中在上面……刚才那个好像还不够强烈……”
Harry thought hard, and d ecid ed his feelings when Gryffind or had won the House Championship last year had d efinitely qualified as very happy. He gripped his wand tightly again, and took up his position in the mid dl e of the classroom.
哈利使劲地想啊想，他认为去年格兰芬多赢得学院杯冠军赛时，他的心情无疑是非常愉快的。

他再次紧紧抓住魔杖，在教室中央摆好了姿势。

‘Ready?’ said Lupin, gripping the box lid.
“准备好了吗？”卢平抓着箱子盖问道。

‘Ready,’said Harry, trying hard to fill his head with happy thoughts about Gryffind or winning, and not dark thoughts about what was going to happen when the box opened.
“好了。

”哈利说，拼命让格兰芬多获胜的愉快想法占据自己的大脑，而不去想箱子打开后会发生的事情。

‘Go!’ said Lupin, pulling off the lid. The room went icily col d and dark once more. The Dementor glid ed forwards, drawing its rattly breath; one rotting hand
was extending towards Harry -’
“开始！”卢平说着，掀开盖子。

教室里再一次变得寒冷刺骨，一片黑暗。

摄魂怪向前滑行，发出呼哧呼哧的喘息声，一只腐烂的手直朝哈利伸来──‘Expecto patronum!’ Harry yelled. ‘Expecto patronum! Expecto pat-’
“呼神护卫！”哈利大喊，“呼神护卫！呼神护──”
White fog obscured his senses ... big, blurred shapes were moving around him ... then came a new voice, a man's voice shouting, panicking -
白色的雾气笼罩了他的意识……周围移动着一些大而模糊的身影……接着传来一个新的声音，一个男人的声音，正在紧张地高叫──
‘Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off -’
“莉莉，带着哈利快走！是他！快走！快跑！我来拖住他──”
The sounds of someone stumbling from a room - a d oor bursting open - a cackl e of high-pitched laughter -
有人从房间里跌跌撞撞跑出来──一扇门猛地打开──一阵刺耳的嘎嘎狂笑──
‘Harry! Harry ... wake up ...’
“哈利！哈利……醒醒──”
Lupin was tapping Harry hard on the face. This time it was a minute before Harry und erstood why he was lying on a dusty classroom fl oor.
卢平用力拍打着哈利的面颊。

这次，哈利过了一分钟才弄清自己为什么躺在一间灰扑扑的教室的地板上。

‘I heard my dad,’ Harry mumbl ed. ‘That's the first time I've ever heard him - he tried to take on Vold emort himself, to give my mum time to run for it ...’“我听见我爸爸的声音了，”哈利喃喃地说，“这是我第一次听见他的声音──他想由他自己牵制住伏地魔，让我妈妈有时间逃生……”
Harry sudd enly realised that there were tears on his face mingling with the sweat. He bent his face l ow as possibl e, wiping them off on his robes, pretending to d o up his shoelace, so that Lupin woul dn't see.
哈利突然意识到他脸上有泪水跟汗水混在一起。

为了不让卢平看见，他假装系鞋带，尽量把脸埋得很低，在袍子上擦去泪水。

‘You heard James?’ said Lupin, in a strange voice.
“你听见詹姆的声音了？”卢平问，声音有些异样。

‘Yeah ...’ Face dry, Harry l ooked up. ‘Why - you didn't know my dad, did you?’“是啊……”哈利擦干了脸，抬起头来，“怎么──你不认识我爸爸，是吗？”
‘I - I did, as a matter of fact,’ said Lupin. ‘We were friends at Hogwarts. Listen. Harry - perhaps we shoul d l eave it here for tonight. This charm is ridicul ously advanced ... I shoul dn't have suggested putting you through this ...’
“我──我，实际上我认识，”卢平说，“我们在霍格沃茨是朋友。

听着，哈利──也许我们今晚应该到此为止。

这个咒语特别高深……我不应该提出让你经历这个……”
‘No!’ said Harry. He got up again. ‘I’ll have one more go! I’m not thinking of happy enough things, that's what it is ... hang on ...’
“不！”哈利说，他重新站起身来，“我还要再试一次！我想的事情不够愉快，所以才会这样……等一等……”
He racked his brains. A really, really happy memory ... One that he coul d turn into a good, strong Patronus ...
他搜肠刮肚。

一段特别、特别愉快的记忆……他可以用它变出一个强壮有力的守护神……
The moment when he'd first found out he was a wizard, and woul d be l eaving the Dursl eys for Hogwarts! If that wasn't a happy memory, he didn't know what was ... concentrating very hard on how he had felt when he'd realised he'd be l eaving Privet Drive, Harry got to his feet and faced the packing case once more.
当他第一次发现自己是个巫师，要离开德思礼家去霍格沃茨上学的那一刻！如果那还不能算愉快的记忆，他就不知道还有什么能算了……哈利集中意念体会当他得知自己将要离开女贞路时的感觉。

他站稳脚跟，再一次面对那个货箱。

‘Ready?’said Lupin, who l ooked as though he was d oing this against his better judgement. ‘Concentrating hard? All right - go!’
“准备好了？”卢平说，看上去他似乎在做一件违心的事情，“集中意念了？好一开始！”
He pull ed off the lid of the case for the third time, and the Dementor rose out of it; the room fell cold and dark -
他第三次掀开箱盖，摄魂怪从里面冒了出来，教室里一片寒冷、黑暗──‘EXPECTO PATRONUM!’Harry bell owed. ‘EXPECTO PATRONUM! EXPECTO PATRONUM!’
“呼神护卫！”哈利吼道，“呼神护卫！呼神护卫！”
The screaming insid e Harry's head had started again - except this time, it sound ed as though it was coming from a badly tuned radio. Softer and l oud er and softer again ... and he coul d still see the Dementor ... it had halted ... and then a
huge, silver shad ow came bursting out of the end of Harry's wand, to hover between him and the Dementor, and though Harry's l egs felt like water, he was still on his feet ... though for how much l onger, he wasn't sure ...
哈利脑海里的尖叫声又出现了──不过这次像是从一台没有调准的收音机里发出来的。

忽高，忽低，忽高，忽低……他仍然能看见摄魂怪……摄魂怪已经停住了……接着一个巨大的银色影子从哈利的魔杖尖上喷了出来，悬在他和摄魂怪之间。

虽然哈利两腿软弱无力，但他仍然站着……他没有把握自己还能站多久……
‘Rid dikulus!’ roared Lupin, springing forwards.
“滑稽滑稽！”卢平大吼着，冲上前来。

There was a l oud crack, and Harry's cl oudy Patronus vanished along with the Dementor, he sank into a chair, feeling as exhausted as if he'd just run a mil e, his l egs shaking. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Professor Lupin forcing the Boggart back into the packing case with his wand, it had turned into a silvery orb again.
啪的一声，哈利那只模糊不清的守护神随着摄魂怪一起消失了。

他跌坐在椅子上，感到精疲力竭，就好像刚跑了一英里似的，双腿不住地发抖。

他眼角瞥见卢平教授用魔杖把博格特驱赶进了货箱里。

博格特已经又变成了银色的圆球。

‘Excell ent!’Lupin said, striding over to where Harry sat. ‘Excell ent, Harry! That was d efinitely a start!’
“很出色！”卢平说着，大步走到哈利面前，“很出色，哈利！终于有起色了！”
‘Can we have another go? Just one more go?’
“我们再试一次行吗？就一次？”
‘Not now,’ said Lupin firmly. ‘You've had enough for one night. Here -’
“现在不行，”卢平坚决地说，“一个晚上练这么多就够了。

给──”
He hand ed Harry a large bar of Honeydukes’ best chocolate.
他递给哈利一大块蜂蜜公爵最好的巧克力。

‘Eat the lot, or Madam Pomfrey will be after my bl ood. Same time next week?’“把它吃了，不然庞弗雷女士会来找我算账的。

下星期还是这个时间？”
‘OK,’said Harry. He took a bite of the chocolate and watched Lupin extinguishing the lamps that had rekindl ed with the disappearance of the Dementor. A thought had just occurred to him.
“好的。

”哈利说。

他咬了一口巧克力，望着卢平把随摄魂怪的消失而重新
亮起的灯再次熄灭。

他脑海里突然闪过一个念头。

‘Professor Lupin?’he said. ‘If you knew my dad, you must've known Sirius Black as well.’
“卢平教授？”他说，“既然你认识我爸爸，那你一定也认识小天狼星布莱克了。

”
Lupin turned very quickly.
卢平迅速转过身来。

‘What gives you that id ea?’ he said sharply.
“你怎么会这么想？”他严厉地问。

‘Nothing - I mean, I just knew they were friends at Hogwarts, too ...’
“没什么──我的意思是，我知道他们在霍格沃茨也是朋友……’
Lupin's face relaxed.
卢平的表情放松了。

‘Yes, I knew him,’he said shortly. ‘Or I thought I did. You'd better get off, Harry, it's getting late.’
“对，我认识他，”他简短地说，“或者，我以为我认识他。

你最好离开吧，哈利，时间不早了。

”
Harry l eft the classroom, walked along the corrid or and around a corner, then took a d etour behind a suit of armour and sank d own on its plinth to finish his chocolate, wishing he hadn't mentioned Black, as Lupin was obviously not keen on the subject. Then Harry's thoughts wand ered back to his mother and father ...
哈利离开了教室，顺着走廊往前走，转过一个弯，绕到一套铠甲后面，一屁股坐在铠甲底座上吃起了那块巧克力。

他后悔自己刚才提到了布莱克，卢平显然对这个话题没有兴趣。

接着，哈利的思绪又飘回到他的爸爸妈妈身上……
He felt drained and strangely empty, even though he was so full of chocolate. Terribl e though it was to hear his parents’ last moments replayed inside his head, these were the only times Harry had heard their voices since he was a very small child. But he'd never be abl e to produce a proper Patronus if he half wanted to hear his parents again ...
他觉得全身无力，并且有一种奇怪的空落落的感觉，虽然吃了那么多巧克力。

听见父母的最后时刻在自己脑海里回放，这固然很可怕，但是从很小的时候起，哈利只有这几次听见了他们的声音。

不过，如果他隐约期待再次听见父母的声音，就永远不可能变出一个像样的守护神……
‘They're d ead,’ he tol d himself sternly. ‘They're dead, and listening to echoes of
them won't bring them back. You'd better get a grip on yourself if you want that Quidditch Cup.’
“他们死了，”他严厉地告诫自己，“他们死了，反复听他们的声音并不能使他们复活。

如果想得到魁地奇杯，你最好控制住自己。

”
He stood up, crammed the last bit of chocolate into his mouth and head ed back to Gryffind or Tower.
他站了起来，把最后一点巧克力塞进嘴里，朝格兰芬多塔楼走去。

Ravenclaw played Slytherin a week after the start of term. Slytherin won, though narrowly. According to Wood, this was good news for Gryffind or, who woul d take second place if they beat Ravenclaw too. He therefore increased the number of team practices to five a week. This meant that with Lupin's Anti-Dementor classes, which in themselves were more draining than six Quidditch practices, Harry had just one night a week to d o all his homework, Even so, he wasn’t showing the strain nearly as much as Hermione, whose immense workl oad finally seemed to be getting to her. Every night, without fail, Hermione was to be seen in a corner of the common room, several tabl es spread with books, Arithmancy charts, Rune dictionaries diagrams of Muggl es lifting heavy objects, and fil e upon fil e of extensive notes, she barely spoke to anybody, and snapped when she was interrupted.
开学一星期后。

拉文克劳跟斯莱特林比赛了一场。

斯莱特林赢了，赢得很险。

照伍德的说法，这对格兰芬多是个好消息，如果他们也打败了拉文克劳，就能排到第二名。

于是，伍德把球队训练的次数增加到了每星期五次。

这就意味着，算上卢平的抵御摄魂怪训练课──它比六次魁地奇训练还要累人──哈利每星期只有一个晚上可用来做所有的家庭作业。

尽管如此，他也不像赫敏那样表现得紧张兮兮的。

赫敏繁重的功课似乎终于令她招架不住了。

每天晚上，肯定能看见赫敏坐在公共休息室的一个角落，面前的几张桌子上全摊着课本、算术占卜图表、如尼文词典、麻瓜搬动重物的图解，还有一份又一份密密麻麻的笔记。

她几乎不跟任何人说话，被人打扰时总是恶语相向。

‘How's she d oing it?’Ron muttered to Harry one evening as Harry sat finishing a nasty essay on Undetectabl e Poisons for Snape. Harry looked up. Hermione was barely visibl e behind a tottering pil e of books.
“她是怎么弄的？”一天晚上罗恩小声问哈利，哈利正坐在那里写斯内普布置的一篇关于不可检测药剂的讨厌论文。

哈利抬头一看，赫敏几乎被一大堆摇摇欲坠的书完全挡住了。