哈利波特7__哈利波特与死圣英文版-第35部分

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As　Ron　and　Hermione　laughed；　pain　shot　through　the　scar　on　Harry's　forehead。　His　hand　jumped　to　it。　He　saw　Hermione's　eyes　narrow；　and　he　tried　to　pass　off　the　movement　by　brushing　his　hair　out　of　his　eyes。
〃Well；　if　all　three　of　us　go　we'll　have　to　Disapparate　separately；〃　Ron　was　saying。　〃We　can't　all　fit　under　the　Cloak　anymore。〃
Harry's　scar　was　becoming　more　and　more　painful。　He　stood　up。　At　once；　Kreacher　hurried　forward。
〃Master　has　not　finished　his　soup；　would　master　prefer　the　savory　stew；　or　else　the　treacle　tart　to　which　Master　is　so　partial？〃
〃Thanks；　Kreacher；　but　I'll　be　back　in　a　minute　…　er　…　bathroom。〃
Aware　that　Hermione　was　watching　him　suspiciously；　Harry　hurried　up　the　stairs　to　the　hall　and　then　to　the　first　landing；　where　he　dashed　into　the　bathroom　and　bolted　the　door　again。　Grunting　with　pain；　he　slumped　over　the　black　basin　with　its　taps　in　the　form　of　open…mouthed　serpents　and　closed　his　eyes　a133。
He　was　gliding　along　a　twilit　street。　The　buildings　on　either　side　of　him　had　high；　timbered　gables；　they　looked　like　gingerbread　houses。　He　approached　one　of　them；　then　saw　the　whiteness　of　his　own　long…fingered　hand　against　the　door。　He　knocked。　He　felt　a　mounting　excitement　a133
The　door　opened：　A　laughing　woman　stood　there。　Her　face　fell　as　she　looked　into　Harry's　face：　humor　gone；　terror　replacing　it　a133。
〃Gregorovitch？〃　said　a　high；　cold　voice。
She　shook　her　head：　She　was　trying　to　close　the　door。　A　white　hand　held　it　steady；　prevented　her　shutting　him　out　a133
〃I　want　Gregorovitch。〃
〃iEr　wohnt　hier　nicht　mehr！i〃　she　cried；　shaking　her　head。　〃He　no　live　here！　He　no　live　here！　I　know　him　not！〃
Abandoning　the　attempt　to　close　the　door；　she　began　to　back　away　down　the　dark　hall；　and　Harry　followed；　gliding　toward　her；　and　his　long…fingered　hand　had　drawn　his　wand。
〃where　is　he？〃
〃iDas　weiff　ich　nicht！i　He　move！　I　know　not；　I　know　not！〃
He　raised　his　hand。　She　screamed。　Two　young　children　came　running　into　the　hall。　She　tried　to　shield　them　with　her　arms。　There　was　a　flash　of　green　light　…
〃Harry！　HARRY！〃
He　opened　his　eyes；　he　had　sunk　to　the　floor。　Hermione　was　pounding　on　the　door　again。
〃Harry；　open　up！〃
He　had　shouted　out；　he　knew　it。　He　got　up　and　unbolted　the　door；　Hermione　toppled　inside　at　once；　regained　her　balance；　and　looked　around　suspiciously。　Ron　was　right　behind　her；　looking　unnerved　as　he　pointed　his　wand　into　the　corners　of　the　chilly　bathroom。
〃What　were　you　doing？〃　asked　Hermione　sternly。
〃What　d'you　think　I　was　doing？〃　asked　Harry　with　feeble　bravado。
〃You　were　yelling　your　head　off！〃　said　Ron。
〃Oh　yeah　a133　I　must've　dozed　off　or　…　〃
〃Harry；　please　don't　insult　our　intelligence；〃　said　Hermione；　taking　deep　breaths。　〃We　know　your　scar　hurt　downstairs；　and　you're　white　as　a　sheet。〃
Harry　sat　down　on　the　edge　of　the　bath。
〃Fine。　I've　just　seen　Voldemort　murdering　a　woman。　By　now　he's　probably　killed　her　whole　family。　And　he　didn't　need　to。　It　was　Cedric　all　over　again；　they　were　just　itherei　a133　〃
〃Harry；　you　aren't　supposed　to　let　this　happen　anymore！〃　Hermione　cried；　her　voice　echoing　through　the　bathroom。　〃Dumbledore　wanted　you　to　use　Occlumency！　HE　thought　the　connection　was　dangerous　…　Voldemort　can　iusei　it；　Harry！　What　good　is　it　to　watch　him　kill　and　torture；　how　can　it　help？〃
〃Because　it　means　I　know　what　he's　doing；〃　said　Harry。
〃So　you're　not　even　going　to　itryi　to　shut　him　out？〃
〃Hermione；　I　can't。　You　know　I'm　lousy　at　Occlumency。　I　never　got　the　hang　of　it。〃
〃You　never　really　tried！〃　she　said　hotly。　〃I　don't　get　it；　Harry　…　do　you　ilikei　having　this　special　connection　or　relationship　or　what　…　whatever　…　〃
She　faltered　under　the　look　he　gave　her　as　he　stood　up。
〃Like　it？〃　he　said　quietly。　〃Would　iyoui　like　it？〃
〃I　…　no　…　I'm　sorry；　Harry。　I　just　didn't　mean　…　〃
〃I　hate　it；　I　hate　the　fact　that　he　can　get　inside　me；　that　I　have　to　watch　him　when　he's　most　dangerous。　But　I'm　going　to　use　it。〃
〃Dumbledore　…〃
〃Forget　Dumbledore。　This　is　my　choice；　nobody　else's。　I　want　to　know　why　he's　after　Gregorovitch。〃
〃Who？〃
〃He's　a　foreign　wandmaker；〃　said　Harry。　〃He　made　Krum's　wand　and　Krum　reckons　he's　brilliant。〃
〃But　according　to　you；〃　said　Ron；　〃Voldemort's　got　Ollivander　locked　up　somewhere。　If　he's　already　got　a　wandmaker；　what　does　he　need　another　one　for？〃
〃Maybe　he　agrees　with　Krum；　maybe　he　thinks　Gregorovitch　is　better　a133　or　else　he　thinks　Gregorovitch　will　be　able　to　explain　what　my　wand　did　when　he　was　chasing　me；　because　Ollivander　didn't　know。〃
Harry　glanced　into　the　cracked；　dusty　mirror　and　saw　Ron　and　Hermione　exchanging　skeptical　looks　behind　his　back。
〃Harry；　you　keep　talking　about　what　your　wand　did；〃　said　Hermione；　〃but　iyoui　made　it　happen！　Why　are　you　so　determined　not　to　take　responsibility　for　your　own　power？〃
〃Because　I　know　it　wasn't　me！　And　so　does　Voldemort；　Hermione！　We　both　know　what　really　happened！〃
They　glared　at　each　other；　Harry　knew　that　he　had　not　convinced　Hermione　and　that　she　was　marshaling　counterarguments；　against　both　his　theory　on　his　wand　and　the　fact　that　he　was　permitting　himself　to　see　into　Voldemort's　mind。　To　his　relief；　Ron　intervened。
〃Drop　it；〃　he　advised　her。　〃It's　up　to　him。　And　if　we're　going　to　the　Ministry　tomorrow；　don't　you　reckon　we　should　go　over　the　plan？〃
Reluctantly；　as　the　other　two　could　tell；　Hermione　let　the　matter　rest；　though　Harry　was　quite　sure　she　would　attack　again　at　the　first　opportunity。　In　the　meantime；　they　returned　to　the　basement　kitchen；　where　Kreacher　served　them　all　stew　and　treacle　tart。
They　did　not　get　to　bed　until　late　that　night；　after　spending　hours　going　over　and　over　their　plan　until　they　could　recite　it；　word　perfect；　to　each　other。　Harry；　who　was　now　sleeping　in　Sirius's　room；　lay　in　bed　with　his　wandlight　trained　on　the　old　photograph　of　his　father；　Sirius；　Lupin；　and　Pettigrew；　and　muttered　the　plan　to　himself　for　another　ten　minutes。　As　he　extinguished　his　wand；　however；　he　was　thinking　not　of　Polyjuice　Potion；　Puking　Pastilles；　or　the　navy　blue　robes　of　Magical　Maintenance；　he　though　of　Gregorovitch　the　wandmaker；　and　how　long　he　could　hope　to　remain　hidden　while　Voldemort　sought　him　so　determinedly。
Dawn　seemed　to　follow　midnight　with　indecent　haste。
〃You　look　terrible；〃　was　Ron's　greeting　as　he　entered　the　room　to　wake　Harry。
〃Not　for　long；〃　said　Harry；　yawning。
They　found　Hermione　downstairs　in　the　kitchen。　She　was　being　served　coffee　and　hot　rolls　by　Kreacher　and　wearing　the　slightly　manic　expression　that　Harry　associated　with　exam　review。
〃Robes；〃　she　said　under　her　breath；　acknowledging　their　presence　with　a　nervous　nod　and　continuing　to　poke　around　in　her　beaded　bag；　〃Polyjuice　Potion　a133　Invisibiliity　Cloak　a133　Decoy　Detonators　a133　You　should　each　take　a　couple　just　in　case　a133　Puking　Pastilles；　Nosebleed　Norgat；　Extendable　Ears　a133〃
They　gulped　down　their　breakfast；　then　set　off　upstairs；　Kreacher　bowing　them　out　and　promising　to　have　a　steak…and…kidney　pie　ready　for　them　when　they　returned。
〃Bless　him；〃　said　Ron　fondly；　〃and　when　you　think　I　used　to　fantasize　about　cutting　off　his　head　and　sticking　it　on　the　wall。〃
They　made　their　way　onto　the　front　step　with　immense　caution。　They　could　see　a　couple　of　puffy…eyed　Death　Eaters　watching　the　house　from　across　the　misty　square。
Hermione　Disapparated　with　Ron　first；　then　came　back　for　Harry。
After　the　usual　brief　spell　of　darkness　and　near　suffocation；　Harry　found　himself　in　the　tiny　alleyway　where　the　first　phase　of　their　plan　was　scheduled　to　take　place。　It　was　as　yet　deserted；　except　for　a　couple　of　large　bins；　the　first　Ministry　workers　did　not　usually　appear　here　until　at　least　eight　o'clock。
〃Right　then；〃　said　Hermione；　checking　her　watch。　〃she　ought　to　be　here　in　about　five　minutes。　When　I've　Stunned　her　…〃
〃Hermione；　we　know；〃　said　Ron　sternly。　〃And　I　thought　we　were　supposed　to　open　the　door　before　she　got　here？〃
Hermione　squealed。
〃I　nearly　forgot！　Stand　back　…〃
She　pointed　her　wand　at　the　padlocked　and　heavily　graffitied　fire　door　beside　them；　which　burst　open　with　a　crash。　The　dark　corridor　behind　it　led；　as　they　knew　from　their　careful　scouting　trips；　into　an　empty　theater。　Hermione　pulled　the　door　back　toward　her；　to　make　it　look　as　thought　it　was　still　closed。
〃And　now；〃　she　said；　turning；　back　to　face　the　other　two　in　the　alleyway；　〃we　put　on　the　Cloak　again　…〃
〃a151and　we　wait；〃　Ron　finished；　throwing　it　over　Hermione's　head　like　a　blanket　over　a　birdcage　and　rolling　his　eyes　at　Harry。
Little　more　than　a　minute　later；　there　was　a　tiny　ipopi　and　a　little　Ministry　witch　with　flyaway　gray　hair　Apparated　feet　from　them；　blinking　a　little　in　the　sudden　brightness：　the　sun　had　just　come　out　from　behind　a　cloud。　She　barely　had　time　to　enjoy　the　unexpected　warmth；　however；　before　Hermione's　silent　Stunning　Spell　hit　her　in　the　chest　and　she　toppled　over。
〃Nicely　done；　Hermione；〃　said　Ron；　emerging　behind　a　bin　beside　the　theater　door　as　Harry　took　off　the　Invisibility　Cloak。　Together　they　carried　the　little　witch　into　the　dark　passageway　that　led　backstage。　Hermione　plucked　a　few　hairs　from　the　witch's　head　and　added　them　to　a　flask　of　muddy　Polyjuice　Potion　she　had　taken　from　the　beaded　bag。　Ron　was　rummaging　through　the　little　witch's　handbag。
〃She's　Mafalda　Hopkirk；〃　he　said；　reading　a　small　card　that　identified　their　victim　as　an　assistant　in　the　Improper　Use　of　Magic　Office。　〃You'd　better　take　this；　Hermione；　and　here　are　the　tokens。〃
He　passed　her　several　small　golden　coins；　all　embossed　with　the　letters　M。O。M。；　which　he　had　taken　from　the　witch's　purse。
Hermione　drank　the　Polyjuice　Potion；　which　was　now　a　pleasant　heliotrope　color；　and　within　seconds　stood　before　them；　the　double　of　Mafalda　Hopkirk。　As　she　removed　Mafalda's　spectacles　and　put　them　on；　Harry　checked　his　watch。
〃We're　running　late；　Mr。　Magical　Maintenance　will　be　here　any　second。〃
They　hurried　to　close　the　door　on　the　real　Mafalda；　Harry　and　Ron　threw　the　Invisibility　Cloak　over　themselves　but　Hermione　remained　in　view；　waiting。　Seconds　later　there　was　another　ipopi；　and　a　small；　ferrety　looking　wizard　appeared　before　them。
〃Oh；　hello；　Mafalda。〃
〃Hello！〃　said　Hermione　in　a　quavery　voice；　〃How　are　you　today？〃
〃Not　so　good；　actually；〃　replied　the　little