4.harry potter and the goblet of fire-第38部分

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ing　cloaks　of　some　kind　of　shaggy；　matted　fur。　But　the　man　who　was　leading　them　up　to　the　castle　was　wearing　furs　of　a　different　sort：　sleek　and　silver；　like　his　hair。
　　〃Dumbledore！〃　he　called　heartily　as　he　walked　up　the　slope。　〃How　are　you；　my　dear　fellow；　how　are　you？〃
　　〃Blooming；　thank　you；　Professor　Karkaroff；〃　Dumbledore　replied。　Karkaroff　had　a　fruity；　unctuous　voice；　when　he　stepped　into　the　light　pouring　from　the　front　doors　of　the　castle
　　they　saw　that　he　was　tall　and　thin　like　Dumbledore；　but　his　white　hair　was　short；　and　his　goatee　（finishing　in　a　small　curl）　did　not　entirely　hide　his　rather　weak　chin。　When　he　reached　Dumbledore；　he　shook　hands　with　both　of　his　own。
　　〃Dear　old　Hogwarts；〃　he　said；　looking　up　at　the　castle　and　smiling；　his　teeth　were　rather　yellow；　and　Harry　noticed　that　his　smile　did　not　extend　to　his　eyes；　which　remained　cold　and　shrewd。　〃How　good　it　is　to　be　here；　how　good。。　。　。　Viktor；　e　along；　into　the　warmth。　。　。　you　don't　mind；　Dumbledore？　Viktor　has　a　slight　head　cold。。。〃
　　Karkaroff　beckoned　forward　one　of　his　students。　As　the　boy　passed；　Harry　caught　a　glimpse　of　a　prominent　curved　nose　and　thick　black　eyebrows。　He　didn't　need　the　punch　on　the　arm　Ron　gave　him；　or　the　hiss　in　his　ear；　to　recognize　that　profile。
　　〃Harry　…　it's　Krum！〃
　　CHAPTER　SIXTEEN　…　THE　GOBLET　OF　FIRE
　　I　don't　believe　it！〃　Ron　said；　in　a　stunned　voice；　as　the　Hogwarts　students　filed　back　up　the　steps　behind　the　party　from　Durmstrang。　〃Krum；　Harry！　Viktor　Krum！〃
　　〃For　heaven's　sake；　Ron；　he's　only　a　Quidditch　player；〃　said　Hermione。
　　〃Only　a　Quidditch　player？〃　Ron　said；　looking　at　her　as　though　he　couldn't　believe　his　ears。　〃Hermione　…　he's　one　of　the　best　Seekers　in　the　world！　I　had　no　idea　he　was　still　at　school！〃
　　As　they　recrossed　the　entrance　hall　with　the　rest　of　the　Hogwarts　students　heading　for　the　Great　Hall；　Harry　saw　Lee　Jordan　jumping　up　and　down　on　the　soles　of　his　feet　to　get　a　better　look　at　the　back　of　Krum's　head。　Several　sixth…year　girls　were　frantically　searching　their　pockets　as　they　walked　…　〃Oh　I　don't　believe　it；　I　haven't　got　a　single　quill　on　me　…〃
　　〃D'you　think　he'd　sign　my　hat　in　lipstick？〃
　　〃Really；〃　Hermione　said　loftily　as　they　passed　the　girls；　now　squabbling　over　the　lipstick。
　　〃I'm　getting　his　autograph　if　I　can；〃　said　Ron。　〃You　haven't　got　a　quill；　have　you；　Harry？〃
　　〃Nope；　they're　upstairs　in　my　bag；〃　said　Harry。
　　They　walked　over　to　the　Gryffindor　table　and　sat　down。　Ron　took　care　to　sit　on　the　side　facing　the　doorway；　because　Krum　and　his　fellow　Durmstrang　students　were　still　gathered　around　it；　apparently　unsure　about　where　they　should　sit。　The　students　from　Beauxbatons　had　chosen　seats　at　the　Ravenclaw　table。　They　were　looking　around　the　Great　Hall　with　glum　expressions　on　their　faces。　Three　of　them　were　still　clutching　scarves　and　shawls　around　their　heads。
　　〃It's　not　that　cold；〃　said　Hermione　defensively。　〃Why　didn't　they　bring　cloaks？〃
　　〃Over　here！　e　and　sit　over　here！〃　Ron　hissed。　〃Over　here！　Hermione；　budge　up；　make　a　space　…〃
　　〃What？〃
　　〃Too　late；〃　said　Ron　bitterly。
　　Viktor　Krum　and　his　fellow　Durmstrang　students　had　settled　themselves　at　the　Slytherin　table。　Harry　could　see　Malfoy；　Crabbe；　and　Goyle　looking　very　smug　about　this。　As　he　watched；　Malfoy　bent　forward　to　speak　to　Krum。
　　〃Yeah；　that's　right；　smarm　up　to　him；　Malfoy；〃　said　Ron　scathingly。　〃I　bet　Krum　can　see　right　through　him；　though。　。　。　bet　he　gets　people　fawning　over　him　all　the　time。。　。　。
　　Where　d'you　reckon　they're　going　to　sleep？　We　could　offer　him　a　space　in　our　dormitory；　Harry。　。　。　I　wouldn't　mind　giving　him　my　bed；　I　could　kip　on　a　camp　bed。〃
　　Hermione　snorted。
　　〃They　look　a　lot　happier　than　the　Beauxbatons　lot；〃　said　Harry。　The　Durmstrang　students　were　pulling　off　their　heavy　furs　and　looking　up　at　the　starry　black　ceiling　with　expressions　of　interest；　a　couple　of　them　were　picking　up　the　golden　plates　and　goblets　and　examining　them；　apparently　impressed。
　　Up　at　the　staff　table；　Filch；　the　caretaker；　was　adding　chairs。　He　was　wearing　his　moldy　old　tailcoat　in　honor　of　the　occasion。　Harry　was　surprised　to　see　that　he　added　four　chairs；　two　on　either　side　of　Dumbledore's。
　　〃But　there　are　only　two　extra　people；〃　Harry　said。　〃Why's　Filch　putting　out　four　chairs；　who　else　is　ing？〃
　　〃Eh？〃　said　Ron　vaguely。　He　was　still　staring　avidly　at　Krum。
　　When　all　the　students　had　entered　the　Hall　and　settled　down　at　their　House　tables；　the　staff　entered；　filing　up　to　the　top　table　and　taking　their　seats。　Last　in　line　were　Professor　Dumbledore；　Professor　Karkaroff；　and　Madame　Maxime。　When　their　headmistress　appeared；　the　pupils　from　Beauxbatons　leapt　to　their　feet。　A　few　of　the　Hogwarts　students　laughed。　The　Beauxbatons　party　appeared　quite　unembarrassed；　however；　and　did　not　resume　their　seats　until　Madame　Maxime　had　sat　down　on　Dumbledore's　left…hand　side。
　　Dumbledore　remained　standing；　and　a　silence　fell　over　the　Great　Hall。
　　〃Good　evening；　ladies　and　gentlemen；　ghosts　and　…　most　particularly　…　guests；〃　said　Dumbledore；　beaming　around　at　the　foreign　students。　〃I　have　great　pleasure　in　weling　you　all　to　Hogwarts。　I　hope　and　trust　that　your　stay　here　will　be　both　fortable　and　enjoyable。〃
　　One　of　the　Beauxbatons　girls　still　clutching　a　muffler　around　her　head　gave　what　was　unmistakably　a　derisive　laugh。
　　〃No　one's　making　you　stay！〃　Hermione　whispered；　bristling　at　her。
　　〃The　tournament　will　be　officially　opened　at　the　end　of　the　feast；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃I　now　invite　you　all　to　eat；　drink；　and　make　yourselves　at　home！〃
　　He　sat　down；　and　Harry　saw　Karkaroff　lean　forward　at　once　and　engage　him　in　conversation。
　　The　plates　in　front　of　them　filled　with　food　as　usual。　The　house…elves　in　the　kitchen　seemed　to　have　pulled　out　all　the　stops；　there　was　a　greater　variety　of　dishes　in　front　of　them　than　Harry　had　ever　seen；　including　several　that　were　definitely　foreign。
　　〃What's　that？〃　said　Ron；　pointing　at　a　large　dish　of　some　sort　of　shellfish　stew　that　stood　beside　a　large　steak…and…kidney　pudding。
　　〃Bouillabaisse；〃　said　Hermione。
　　〃Bless　you；〃　said　Ron。
　　〃It's　French；〃　said　Hermione；　〃I　had　it　on　holiday　summer　before　last。　It's　very　nice。〃
　　〃I'll　take　your　word　for　it；〃　said　Ron；　helping　himself　to　black　pudding。
　　The　Great　Hall　seemed　somehow　much　more　crowded　than　usual；　even　though　there　were　barely　twenty　additional　students　there；　perhaps　it　was　because　their　differently　colored　uniforms　stood　out　so　clearly　against　the　black　of　the　Hogwarts'　robes。　Now　that　they　had　removed　their　furs；　the　Durmstrang　students　were　revealed　to　be　wearing　robes　of　a　deep　bloodred。
　　Hagrid　sidled　into　the　Hall　through　a　door　behind　the　staff　table　twenty　minutes　after　the　start　of　the　feast。　He　slid　into　his　seat　at　the　end　and　waved　at　Harry；　Ron；　and　Hermione　with　a　very　heavily　bandaged　hand。
　　〃Skrewts　doing　all　right；　Hagrid？〃　Harry　called。
　　〃Thrivin'；〃　Hagrid　called　back　happily。
　　〃Yeah；　I'll　just　bet　they　are；〃　said　Ron　quietly。　〃Looks　like　they've　finally　found　a　food　they　like；　doesn't　it？　Hagrid's　fingers。〃
　　At　that　moment；　a　voice　said；　〃Excuse　me；　are　you　wanting　ze　bouillabaisse？〃
　　It　was　the　girl　from　Beauxbatons　who　had　laughed　during　Dumbledore's　speech。　She　had　finally　removed　her　muffler。　A　long　sheet　of　silvery…blonde　hair　fell　almost　to　her　waist。　She　had　large；　deep　blue　eyes；　and　very　white；　even　teeth。
　　Ron　went　purple。　He　stared　up　at　her；　opened　his　mouth　to　reply；　but　nothing　came　out　except　a　faint　gurgling　noise。
　　〃Yeah；　have　it；〃　said　Harry；　pushing　the　dish　toward　the　girl。
　　〃You　'ave　finished　wiz　it？〃
　　〃Yeah；〃　Ron　said　breathlessly。　〃Yeah；　it　was　excellent。〃
　　The　girl　picked　up　the　dish　and　carried　it　carefully　off　to　the　Ravenclaw　table。　Ron　was　still　goggling　at　the　girl　as　though　he　had　never　seen　one　before。　Harry　started　to　laugh。　The　sound　seemed　to　jog　Ron　back　to　his　senses。
　　〃She's　a　veela！〃　he　said　hoarsely　to　Harry。
　　〃Of　course　she　isn't！〃　said　Hermione　tartly。　〃I　don't　see　anyone　else　gaping　at　her　like　an　idiot！〃
　　But　she　wasn't　entirely　right　about　that。　As　the　girl　crossed　the　Hall；　many　boys'　heads　turned；　and　some　of　them　seemed　to　have　bee　temporarily　speechless；　just　like　Ron。
　　〃I'm　telling　you；　that's　not　a　normal　girl！〃　said　Ron；　leaning　sideways　so　he　could　keep　a　clear　view　of　her。　〃They　don't　make　them　like　that　at　Hogwarts！〃
　　〃They　make　them　okay　at　Hogwarts；〃　said　Harry　without　thinking。　Cho　happened　to　be　sitting　only　a　few　places　away　from　the　girl　with　the　silvery　hair。
　　〃When　you've　both　put　your　eyes　back　in；〃　said　Hermione　briskly；　〃you'll　be　able　to　see　who's　just　arrived。〃
　　She　was　pointing　up　at　the　staff　table。　The　two　remaining　empty　seats　had　just　been　filled。　Ludo　Bagman　was　now　sitting　on　Professor　Karkaroff's　other　side；　while　Mr。
　　Crouch；　Percy's　boss；　was　next　to　Madame　Maxime。
　　〃What　are　they　doing　here？〃　said　Harry　in　surprise。
　　〃They　organized　the　Triwizard　Tournament；　didn't　they？〃　said　Hermione。　〃I　suppose　they　wanted　to　be　here　to　see　it　start。〃
　　When　the　second　course　arrived　they　noticed　a　number　of　unfamiliar　desserts　too。　Ron　examined　an　odd　sort　of　pale　blancmange　closely；　then　moved　it　carefully　a　few　inches　to　his　right；　so　that　it　would　be　clearly　visible　from　the　Ravenclaw　table。　The　girl　who　looked　like　a　veela　appeared　to　have　eaten　enough；　however；　and　did　not　e　over　to　get　it。
　　Once　the　golden　plates　had　been　wiped　clean；　Dumbledore　stood　up　again。　A　pleasant　sort　of　tension　seemed　to　fill　the　Hall　now。　Harry　felt　a　slight　thrill　of　excitement；　wondering　what　was　ing。　Several　seats　down　from　them；　Fred　and　George　were　leaning　forward；　staring　at　Dumbledore　with　great　concentration。
　　〃The　moment　has　e；〃　said　Dumbledore；　smiling　around　at　the　sea　of　upturned　faces。　〃The　Triwizard　Tournament　is　about　to　start。　I　would　like　to　say　a　few　words　of　explanation　before　we　bring　in　the　casket　〃
　　〃The　what？〃　Harry　muttered。
　　Ron　shrugged。
　　〃…　just　to　clarify　the　procedure　that　we　will　be　following　this　year。　But　first；　let　me　introduce；　for　those　who　do　not　know　them；　Mr。　Bartemius　Crouch；　Head　of　the　Departme