4.harry potter and the goblet of fire-第26部分

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；　DO　NOT　ENTER；　UNSAFE。〃
　　〃So　Durmstrang'll　just　look　like　a　ruin　to　an　outsider　too？〃
　　〃Maybe；〃　said　Hermione；　shrugging；　〃or　it　might　have　Muggle…repelling　charms　on　it；　like　the　World　Cup　stadium。　And　to　keep　foreign　wizards　from　finding　it；　they'll　have　made　it　Unplottable　…〃
　　〃e　again？〃
　　〃Well；　you　can　enchant　a　building　so　it's　impossible　to　plot　on　a　map；　can't　you？〃
　　〃Er。　。　。　if　you　say　so；〃　said　Harry。
　　〃But　I　think　Durmstrang　must　be　somewhere　in　the　far　north；〃　said　Hermione　thoughtfully。
　　〃Somewhere　very　cold；　because　they've　got　fur　capes　as　part　of　their　uniforms。〃
　　〃Ah；　think　of　the　possibilities；〃　said　Ron　dreamily。　〃It　would've　been　so　easy　to　push　Malfoy　off　a　glacier　and　make　it　look　like　an　accident。。。　。　Shame　his　mother　likes　him。　。
　　。　。〃
　　The　rain　became　heavier　and　heavier　as　the　train　moved　farther　north。　The　sky　was　so　dark　and　the　windows　so　steamy　that　the　lanterns　were　lit　by　midday。　The　lunch　trolley　came　rattling　along　the　corridor；　and　Harry　bought　a　large　stack　of　Cauldron　Cakes　for　them　to　share。
　　Several　of　their　friends　looked　in　on　them　as　the　afternoon　progressed；　including　Seamus　Finnigan；　Dean　Thomas；　and　Neville　Longbottom；　a　round…faced；　extremely　forgetful　boy　who　had　been　brought　up　by　his　formidable　witch　of　a　grandmother。　Seamus　was　still　wearing　his　Ireland　rosette。　Some　of　its　magic　seemed　to　be　wearing　off　now；　it　was　still　squeaking　〃Troy　…　Mullet　…　Moran！〃　but　in　a　very　feeble　and　exhausted　sort　of　way。
　　After　half　an　hour　or　so；　Hermione；　growing　tired　of　the　endless　Quidditch　talk；　buried　herself　once　more　in　The　Standard　Book　of　Spells；　Grade　4；　and　started　trying　to　learn　a　Summoning　Charm。
　　Neville　listened　jealously　to　the　others'　conversation　as　they　relived　the　Cup　match。
　　〃Gran　didn't　want　to　go；〃　he　said　miserably。　〃Wouldn't　buy　tickets。　It　sounded　amazing　though。〃
　　〃It　was；〃　said　Ron。　〃Look　at　this；　Neville。　。　。
　　He　rummaged　in　his　trunk　up　in　the　luggage　rack　and　pulled　out　the　miniature　figure　of　Viktor　Krum。
　　〃Oh　wow；〃　said　Neville　enviously　as　Ron　tipped　Krum　onto　his　pudgy　hand。
　　〃We　saw　him　right　up　close；　as　well；〃　said　Ron。　〃We　were　in　the　Top　Box　…〃
　　〃For　the　first　and　last　time　in　your　life；　Weasley。〃
　　Draco　Malfoy　had　appeared　in　the　doorway。　Behind　him　stood　Crabbe　and　Goyle；　his　enormous；　thuggish　cronies；　both　of　whom　appeared　to　have　grown　at　least　a　foot　during　the　summer。　Evidently　they　had　overheard　the　conversation　through　the　partment　door；　which　Dean　and　Seamus　had　left　ajar。
　　〃Don't　remember　asking　you　to　join　us；　Malfoy；〃　said　Harry　coolly。
　　〃Weasley。　。　。　what　is　that？〃　said　Malfoy；　pointing　at　Pigwidgeon's　cage。　A　sleeve　of　Ron's　dress　robes　was　dangling　from　it；　swaying　with　the　motion　of　the　train；　the　moldy　lace　cuff　very　obvious。
　　Ron　made　to　stuff　the　robes　out　of　sight；　but　Malfoy　was　too　quick　for　him；　he　seized　the　sleeve　and　pulled。
　　〃Look　at　this！〃　said　Malfoy　in　ecstasy；　holding　up　Ron's　robes　and　showing　Crabbe　and　Goyle；　〃Weasley；　you　weren't　thinking　of　wearing　these；　were　you？　I　mean　…　they　were　very　fashionable　in　about　eighteen　ninety。　。　。
　　〃Eat　dung；　Malfoy！〃　said　Ron；　the　same　color　as　the　dress　robes　as　he　snatched　them　back　out　of　Malfoy's　grip。　Malfoy　howled　with　derisive　laughter；　Crabbe　and　Goyle　guffawed　stupidly。
　　〃So。　。　。　going　to　enter；　Weasley？　Going　to　try　and　bring　a　bit　of　glory　to　the　family　name？　There's　money　involved　as　well；　you　know。　。　。　you'd　be　able　to　afford　some　decent　robes　if　you　won。　。　。　。〃
　　〃What　are　you　talking　about？〃　snapped　Ron。
　　'Are　you　going　to　enter？'　Malfoy　repeated。　〃I　suppose　you　will；　Potter？　You　never　miss　a　chance　to　show　off；　do　you？〃
　　〃Either　explain　what　you're　on　about　or　go　away；　Malfoy；〃　said　Hermione　testily；　over　the　top　of　The　Standard　Book　of　Spells；　Grade　4。
　　A　gleeful　smile　spread　across　Malfoy's　pale　face　〃Don't　tell　me　you　don't　know？〃　he　said　delightedly。　〃You've　got　a　father　and　brother　at　the　Ministry　and　you　don't　even　know？　My　God；　my　father　told　me　about　it　ages　ago。　。　。
　　heard　it　from　Cornelius　Fudge。　But　then；　Father's　always　associated　with　the　top　people　at　the　Ministry。　。　。　。　Maybe　your　father's　too　junior　to　know　about　it；　Weasley。　。　。　yes。
　　。　。　they　probably　don't　talk　about　important　stuff　in　front　of　him。　。　。　。〃
　　Laughing　once　more；　Malfoy　beckoned　to　Crabbe　and　Goyle；　and　the　three　of　them　disappeared。
　　Ron　got　to　his　feet　and　slammed　the　sliding　partment　door　so　hard　behind　them　that　the　glass　shattered。
　　〃Ron！〃　said　Hermione　reproachfully；　and　she　pulled　out　her　wand；　muttered　〃Reparo！〃　and　the　glass　shards　flew　back　into　a　single　pane　and　back　into　the　door。
　　〃Well。。　。　making　it　look　like　he　knows　everything　and　we　don't。。　。　。〃　Ron　snarled。
　　〃Father's　always　associated　with　the　top　peopie　at　the　Ministry。'。　。　。　Dad　could've　got　a　promotion　any　time。。。　he　just　likes　it　where　he　is。　。　。　。〃
　　〃Of　course　he　does；〃　said　Hermione　quietly。　〃Don't　let　Malfoy　get　to　you；　Ron　…〃
　　〃Him！　Get　to　me！？　As　if！〃　said　Ron；　picking　up　one　of　the　remaining　Cauldron　Cakes　and　squashing　it　into　a　pulp。
　　Ron's　bad　mood　continued　for　the　rest　of　the　journey。　He　didn't　talk　much　as　they　changed　into　their　school　robes；　and　was　still　glowering　when　the　Hogwarts　Express　slowed　down　at　last　and　finally　stopped　in　the　pitch…darkness　of　Hogsmeade　station。
　　As　the　train　doors　opened；　there　was　a　rumble　of　thunder　overhead。　Hermione　bundled　up　Crookshanks　in　her　cloak　and　Ron　left　his　dress　robes　over　Pigwidgeon　as　they　left　the　train；　heads　bent　and　eyes　narrowed　against　the　downpour。　The　rain　was　now　ing　down　so　thick　and　fast　that　it　was　as　though　buckets　of　ice…cold　water　were　being　emptied　repeatedly　over　their　heads。
　　〃Hi；　Hagrid！〃　Harry　yelled；　seeing　a　gigantic　silhouette　at　the　far　end　of　the　platform。
　　〃All　righ'；　Harry？〃　Hagrid　bellowed　back；　waving。　〃See　yeh　at　the　feast　if　we　don'　drown！〃
　　First　years　traditionally　reached　Hogwarts　Castle　by　sailing　across　the　lake　with　Hagrid。
　　〃Oooh；　I　wouldn't　fancy　crossing　the　lake　in　this　weather；〃　said　Hermione　fervently；　shivering　as　they　inched　slowly　along　the　dark　platform　with　the　rest　of　the　crowd。　A　hundred　horseless　carriages　stood　waiting　for　them　outside　the　station。　Harry；　Ron；　Hermione；　and　Neville　climbed　gratefully　into　one　of　them；　the　door　shut　with　a　snap；　and　a　few　moments　later；　with　a　great　lurch；　the　long　procession　of　carriages　was　rumbling　and　splashing　its　way　up　the　track　toward　Hogwarts　Castle。
　　CHAPTER　TWELVE　…　THE　TRIWIZARD　TOURNAMENT
　　Through　the　gates；　flanked　with　statues　of　winged　boars；　and　up　the　sweeping　drive　the　carriages　trundled；　swaying　dangerously　in　what　was　fast　being　a　gale。　Leaning　against　the　window；　Harry　could　see　Hogwarts　ing　nearer；　its　many　lighted　windows　blurred　and　shimmering　behind　the　thick　curtain　of　rain。　Lightning　flashed　across　the　sky　as　their　carriage　came　to　a　halt　before　the　great　oak　front　doors；　which　stood　at　the　top　of　a　flight　of　stone　steps。　People　who　had　occupied　the　carriages　in　front　were　already　hurrying　up　the　stone　steps　into　the　castle。　Harry；　Ron；　Hermione；　and　Neville　jumped　down　from　their　carriage　and　dashed　up　the　steps　too；　looking　up　only　when　they　were　safely　inside　the　cavernous；　torch…lit　entrance　hall；　with　its　magnificent　marble　staircase。
　　〃Blimey；〃　said　Ron；　shaking　his　head　and　sending　water　everywhere；　〃if　that　keeps　up　the　lake's　going　to　overflow。　I'm　soak　…　ARRGH！〃
　　A　large；　red；　water…filled　balloon　had　dropped　from　out　of　the　ceiling　onto　Ron's　head　and　exploded。　Drenched　and　sputtering；　Ron　staggered　sideways　into　Harry；　just　as　a　second　water　bomb　dropped　…　narrowly　missing　Hermione；　it　burst　at　Harry's　feet；　sending　a　wave　of　cold　water　over　his　sneakers　into　his　socks。　People　all　around　them　shrieked　and　started　pushing　one　another　in　their　efforts　to　get　out　of　the　line　of　fire。　Harry　looked　up　and　saw；　floating　twenty　feet　above　them；　Peeves　the　Poltergeist；　a　little　man　in　a　bell…covered　hat　and　orange　bow　tie；　his　wide；　malicious　face　contorted　with　concentration　as　he　took　aim　again。
　　〃PEEVES！〃　yelled　an　angry　voice。　〃Peeves；　e　down　here　at　ONCE！〃
　　Professor　McGonagall；　Deputy　Headmistress　and　head　of　Gryffindor　House；　had　e　dashing　out　of　the　Great　Hall；　she　skidded　on　the　wet　floor　and　grabbed　Hermione　around　the　neck　to　stop　herself　from　falling。
　　〃Ouch　…　sorry；　Miss　Granger　…〃
　　〃That's　all　right；　Professor！〃　Hermione　gasped；　massaging　her　throat。
　　〃Peeves；　get　down　here　NOW！〃　barked　Professor　McGonagall；　straightening　her　pointed　hat
　　and　glaring　upward　through　her　square…rimmed　spectacles。
　　〃Not　doing　nothing！〃　cackled　Peeves；　lobbing　a　water　bomb　at　several　fifth…year　girls；　who　screamed　and　dived　into　the　Great　Hall。　〃Already　wet；　aren't　they？　Little　squirts！
　　Wheeeeeeeeee！〃　And　he　aimed　another　bomb　at　a　group　of　second　years　who　had　just　arrived。
　　〃I　shall　call　the　headmaster！〃　shouted　Professor　McGonagall。　〃I'm　warning　you；　Peeves　…〃
　　Peeves　stuck　out　his　tongue；　threw　the　last　of　his　water　bombs　into　the　air；　and　zoomed　off　up　the　marble　staircase；　cackling　insanely。
　　〃Well；　move　along；　then！〃　said　Professor　McGonagall　sharply　to　the　bedraggled　crowd。
　　〃Into　the　Great　Hall；　e　on！〃
　　Harry；　Ron；　and　Hermione　slipped　and　slid　across　the　entrance　hall　and　through　the　double　doors　on　the　right；　Ron　muttering　furiously　under　his　breath　as　he　pushed　his　sopping　hair　off　his　face。
　　The　Great　Hall　looked　its　usual　splendid　self；　decorated　for　the　start…of…term　feast。
　　Golden　plates　and　goblets　gleamed　by　the　light　of　hundreds　and　hundreds　of　candles；　floating　over　the　tables　in　midair。　The　four　long　House　tables　were　packed　with　chattering　students；　at　the　top　of　the　Hall；　the　staff　sat　along　one　side　of　a　fifth　table；　facing　their　pupils。　It　was　much　warmer　in　here。　Harry；　Ron；　and　Hermione　walked　past　the　Slytherins；　the　Ravenclaws；　and　the　Hufflepuffs；　and　sat　down　with　the　rest　of　the　Gryffindors　at　the　far　side　of　the　Hall；　next　to　Nearly　Headless　Nick；　the　Gryffindor　ghost。　Pearly　white　and　semitransparent；　Nick　was　dressed　tonight　in　his　usual　doublet；　but　with　a　particularly　large