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哈利波特7__哈利波特与死圣英文版-第36部分

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〃Oh; hello; Mafalda。〃
〃Hello!〃 said Hermione in a quavery voice; 〃How are you today?〃
〃Not so good; actually;〃 replied the little wizard; who looked thoroughly downcast。
As Hermione and the wizard headed for the main road; Harry and Ron crept along behind them。
〃I'm sorry to hear you're under the weather;〃 said Hermione; talking firmly over the little wizard and he tried to expound upon his problems; it was essential to stop him from reaching the street。 〃Here; have a sweet。〃
〃Eh? Oh; no thanks …〃
〃I insist!〃 said Hermione aggressively; shaking the bag of pastilles in his face。 Looking rather alarmed; the little wizard took one。
The effect was instantaneous。 The moment the pastille touched his tongue; the little wizard started vomiting so hard that he did not even notice as Hermione yanked a handful of hairs from the top of his head。
〃Oh dear!〃 she said; as he splattered the alley with sick。 〃Perhaps you'd better take the day off!〃
〃No … no!〃 He choked and retched; trying to continue on his way despite being unable to walk straight。 〃I must … today … must go … 〃
〃But that's just silly!〃 said Hermione; alarmed。 〃You can't go to work in this state … I think you ought to go to St。 Mungo's and get them to sort you out。〃
The wizard had collapsed; heaving; onto all fours; still trying to crawl toward the main street。
〃You simply can't go to work like this!〃 cried Hermione。
At last he seemed to accept the truth of her words。 Using a reposed Hermione to claw his way back into a standing position; he turned on the spot and vanished; leaving nothing behind but the bag Ron had snatched from his hand as he went and some flying chunks of vomit。
〃Urgh;〃 said Hermione; holding up the skirt of her robe to avoid the puddles of sick。 〃It would have made much less mess to Stun him too。〃
〃Yeah;〃 said Ron; emerging from under the cloak holding the wizard's bag; 〃but I still think a whole pile of unconscious bodies would have drawn more attention。 Keen on his job; though; isn't he? Chuck us the hair and the potion; then。〃
Within two minutes; Ron stood before them; as small and ferrety as the sick wizard; and wearing the navy blue robes that had been folded in his bag。
〃Weird he wasn't wearing them today; wasn't it; seeing how much he wanted to go? Anyway; I'm Reg Cattermole; according to the label in the back。〃
〃Now wait here;〃 Hermione told Harry; who was still under the Invisibility Cloak; 〃and we'll be back with some hairs for you。〃
He had to wait ten minutes; but it seemed much longer to Harry; skulking alone in the sick…splattered alleyway beside the door concealing the Stunned Mafalda。 Finally Ron and Hermione reappeared。
〃We don't know who he is;〃 Hermione said; passing Harry several curly black hairs; 〃but he's gone home with a dreadful nosebleed! Here; he's pretty tall; you'll need bigger robes a133〃
She pulled out a set of the old robes Kreacher had laundered for them; and Harry retired to take the potion and change。
Once the painful transformation was complete he was more than six feet tall and; from what he could tell from his well…muscled arms; powerfully built。 He also had a beard。 Stowing the Invisibility Cloak and his glasses inside his new robes; he rejoined the other two。
〃Blimey; that's scary;〃 said Ron; looking up at Harry; who now towered over him。
〃Take one of Mafalda's tokens;〃 Hermione told Harry; 〃and let's go; it's nearly nine。〃
They stepped out of the alleyway together。 Fifty yards along the crowded pavement there were spiked black railings flanking two flights of stairs; one labeled GENTLEMEN; the other LADIES。
〃See you in a moment; then;〃 said Hermione nervously; and she tottered off down the steps to LADIES。 Harry and Ron joined a number of oddly dressed men descending into what appeared to be an ordinary underground public toilet; tiled in grimy black and white。
〃Morning; Reg!〃 called another wizard in navy blue robes as he let himself into a cubicle by inserting his golden token into a slot in the door。 〃Blooming pain in the bum; this; eh? Forcing us all to get to work this way! Who are they expecting to turn up; Harry Potter?〃
The wizard roared with laughter at his own wit。 Ron gave a forced chuckle。
〃Yeah;〃 he said; 〃stupid; isn't it?〃
And he and Harry let themselves into adjoining cubicles。
To Harry's left and right came the sound of flushing。 He crouched down and peered through the gap at the bottom of the cubicle; just in time to see a pair of booted feet climbing into the toilet next door。 He looked left and saw Ron blinking at him。
〃We have to flush ourselves in?〃 he whispered。
〃Looks like it;〃 Harry whispered back; his voice came out deep and gravelly。
They both stood up。 Feeling exceptionally foolish; Harry clambered into the toilet。
He knew at once that he had done the right thing; thought he appeared to be standing in water; his shoes; feet; and robes remained quite dry。 He reached up; pulled the chain; and next moment had zoomed down a short chute; emerging out of a fireplace into the Ministry of Magic。
He got up clumsily; there was a lot more of his body than he was accustomed to。 The great Atrium seemed darker than Harry remembered it。 Previously a golden fountain had filled the center of the hall; casting shimmering spots of light over the polished wooden floor and walls。 Now a gigantic statue of black stone dominated the scene。 It was rather frightening; this vast sculpture of a witch and a wizard sitting on ornately carved thrones; looking down at the Ministry workers toppling out of fireplaces below them。 Engraved in foot…high letters at the base of the statue were the words MAGIC IS MIGHT。
Harry received a heavy blow on the back of the legs。 Another wizard had just flown out of the fireplace behind him。
〃Out of the way; can't y … oh; sorry; Runcorn。〃
Clearly frightened; the balding wizard hurried away。 Apparently the man who Harry was impersonating; Runcorn; was intimidating。
〃Psst!〃 said a voice; and he looked around to see a whispy little witch and the ferrety wizard from Magical Maintenance gesturing to him from over beside the statue。 Harry hastened to join them。
〃You got in all right; then?〃 Hermione whispered to Harry。
〃No; he's still stuck in the hog;〃 said Ron。
〃Oh; very funny a133 It's horrible; isn't it?〃 she said to Harry; who was staring up at the statue。 〃Have you seen what they're sitting on?〃
Harry looked more closely and realized that what he had thought were decoratively carved thrones were actually mounds of carved humans: hundreds and hundreds of naked bodies; men; women; and children; all with rather stupid; ugly faces; twisted and pressed together to support the weight of the handsomely robed wizards。
〃Muggles;〃 whispered Hermione; 〃In their rightful place。 Come on; let's get going。〃
They joined the stream of witches and wizards moving toward the golden gates at the end of the hall; looking around as surreptitiously as possible; but there was no sign of the distinctive figure of Dolores Umbridge。 They passed through the gates and into a smaller hall; where queues were forming in front of twenty golden grilles housing as many lifts。 They had barely joined the nearest one when a voice said; 〃Cattermole!〃
They looked around: Harry's stomach turned over。 One of the Death Eaters who had witnessed Dumbledore's death was striding toward them。 The Ministry workers beside them fell silent; their eyes downcast; Harry could feel fear rippling through them。
The man's scowling; slightly brutish face was somehow at odds with his magnificent; sweeping robes; which were embroidered with much gold thread。 Someone in the crowd around the lifts called sycophantically; 〃Morning; Yaxley!〃 Yaxley ignored them。
〃I requested somebody from Magical Maintenance to sort out my office; Cattermole。 It's still raining in there。〃
Ron looked around as though hoping somebody else would intervene; but nobody spoke。
〃Raining a133 in your office? That's … that's not good; is it?〃
Ron gave a nervous laugh。 Yaxley's eyes widened。
〃You think it's funny; Cattermole; do you?〃
A pair of witches broke away from the queue for the lift and bustled off。
〃No;〃 said Ron; 〃no; of course …〃
〃You realize that I am on my way downstairs to interrogate your wife; Cattermole? In fact; I'm quite surprised you're not down there holding her hand while she waits。 Already given her up as a bad job; have you? Probably wise。 Be sure and marry a pureblood next time。〃
Hermione had let out a little squeak of horror。 Yaxley looked at her。 She cough feebly and turned away。
〃I … I …〃 stammered Ron。
〃But if imyi wife were accused of being a Mudblood;〃 said Yaxley; 〃a151not that any woman I married would ever be mistaken for such filth … and the Head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement needed a job doing; I would make it my priority to do this job; Cattermole。 Do you understand me?〃
〃Yes;〃 whispered Ron。
〃Then attend to it; Cattermole; and if my office is not completely dry within an hour; your wife's Blood Status will be in even greater doubt than it is now。〃
The golden grille before them clattered open。 With a nod and unpleasant smile to Harry; who was evidently expected to appreciate this treatment of Cattermole; Yaxley swept away toward another lift。 Harry; Ron; and Hermione entered theirs; but nobody followed them: It was as if they were infectious。 The grilles shut with a clang and the lift began to move upward。
〃What am I going to do?〃 Ron asked the other two at once; he looked stricken。 〃If I don't turn up; my wife a133 I mean; Cattermole's wife … 〃
〃We'll come with you; we should stick together …〃 began Harry; but Ron shook his head feverishly。
〃That's mental; we haven't got much time。 You two find Umbridge; I'll go and sort out Yaxley's office … but how do I stop a raining?〃
〃Try Finite Incantatem;〃 said Hermione at once; 〃that should stop the rain if it's a hex or curse; if it doesn't something's gone wrong with an Atmospheric Charm; which will be more difficult to fix; so as an interim measure try Impervius to protect his belongings … 〃
〃Say it again; slowly … 〃 said Ron; searching his pockets desperately for a quill; but at that moment the lift juddered to a halt。 A disembodied female voice said; 〃Level four; Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures; 
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