哈利波特7__哈利波特与死圣英文版-第57部分

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On　the　ground　in　front　of　them；　Ron's　face　filled　with　anguish。　he　raised　the　sword　high；　his　arms　shaking。
〃Do　it；　Ron！〃　Harry　yelled。
Ron　looked　toward　him；　and　Harry　thought　he　saw　a　trace　of　scarlet　in　his　eyes。
〃Ron　a150a150？〃
The　sword　flashed；　plunged：　Harry　threw　himself　out　of　the　way；　there　as　a　clang　of　metal　and　a　long；　drawn…out　scream。　Harry　whirled　around；　slipping　in　the　snow；　wand　held　ready　to　defend　himself；　but　there　was　nothing　to　fight。
The　monstrous　versions　of　himself　and　Hermione　were　gone：　There　was　only　Ron；　standing　there　with　the　sword　held　slackly　in　his　hand；　looking　down　at　the　shattered　remains　of　the　locket　on　the　flat　rock。
Slowly；　Harry　walked　back　to　him；　hardly　knowing　what　to　say　or　do。　Ron　was　breathing　heavily：　His　eyes　were　no　longer　red　at　all；　but　their　normal　blue：　they　were　also　wet。
Harry　stooped；　pretending　he　had　not　seen；　and　picked　up　the　broken　Horcrux。　Ron　had　pierced　the　glass　in　both　windows：　Riddle's　eyes　were　gone；　and　the　stained　silk　lining　of　the　locket　was　smoking　slightly。　The　thing　that　had　lived　in　the　Horcrux　had　vanished；　torturing　Ron　had　been　its　final　act。　The　sword　clanged　as　Ron　dropped　it。　He　had　sunk　to　his　knees；　his　head　in　his　arms。　He　was　shaking；　but　not；　Harry　realized；　from　cold。　Harry　crammed　the　broken　locket　into　his　pocket；　knelt　down　beside　Ron；　and　placed　a　hand　cautiously　on　his　shoulder。　He　took　it　as　a　good　sign　that　Ron　did　not　throw　it　off。
〃After　you　left；〃　he　said　in　a　low　voice；　grateful　for　the　fact　that　Ron's　face　was　hidden；　〃she　cried　for　a　week。　Probably　longer；　only　she　didn't　want　me　to　see。　There　were　loads　of　nights　when　we　never　even　spoke　to　each　other。　With　you　gone。。。〃
He　could　not　finish；　it　was　now　that　Ron　was　here　again　that　Harry　fully　realized　how　much　his　absence　had　cost　them。
〃She's　like　my　sister；〃　he　went　on。　〃I　love　her　like　a　sister　and　I　reckon　that　she　feels　the　same　way　about　me。　It's　always　been　like　that。　I　thought　you　knew。〃
Ron　did　not　respond；　but　turned　his　face　away　from　Harry　and　wiped　his　nose　noisily　on　his　sleeve。　Harry　got　to　his　feet　again　and　walked　to　where　Ron's　enormous　rucksack　lay　yards　away；　discarded　as　Ron　had　run　toward　the　pool　to　save　Harry　from　drowning。　He　hoisted　it　onto　his　own　back　and　walked　back　to　Ron；　who　clambered　to　his　feet　as　Harry　approached；　eyes　bloodshot　but　otherwise　composed。
〃I'm　sorry；〃　he　said　in　a　thick　voice。　〃I'm　sorry　I　left。　I　know　I　was　a　a150a150　a　a150a150〃
He　looked　around　at　the　darkness；　as　if　hoping　a　bad　enough　word　would　swoop　down　upon　him　and　claim　him。
〃You've　sort　of　made　up　for　it　tonight；〃　said　Harry。　〃Getting　the　sword。　Finishing　off　the　Horcrux。　Saving　my　life。〃
〃That　makes　me　sound　a　lot　cooler　than　I　was；〃　Ron　mumbled。
〃Stuff　like　that　always　sounds　cooler　than　it　really　was〃　said　Harry。　〃I've　been　trying　to　tell　you　that　for　years。〃
Simultaneously　they　walked　forward　and　hugged；　Harry　gripping　the　still…sopping　back　of　Ron's　jacket。
〃And　now；〃　said　Harry　as　they　broke　apart；　〃all　we've　got　to　do　is　find　that　tent　again。〃
But　it　was　not　difficult。　Though　the　walk　through　the　dark　forest　with　the　doe　had　seemed　lengthy；　with　Ron　by　his　side；　the　journey　back　seemed　to　take　a　surprisingly　short　time。　Harry　could　not　wait　to　wake　Hermione；　and　it　was　with　quickening　excitement　that　he　entered　the　tent；　Ron　lagging　a　little　behind　him。
It　was　gloriously　warm　after　the　pool　and　the　forest；　the　only　illumination　the　bluebell　flames　still　shimmering　in　a　bowl　on　the　floor。　Hermione　was　fast　asleep；　curled　up　under　her　blankets；　and　did　not　move　until　Harry　had　said　her　name　several　times。
〃iHermione！i〃
She　stirred；　then　sat　up　quickly；　pushing　her　hair　out　of　her　face。
〃What's　wrong？　Harry？　Are　you　all　right？〃
〃It's　okay；　everything's　fine。　More　than　fine；　I'm　great。　There's　someone　here。〃
〃What　do　you　mean？　Who　a150a150？〃
She　saw　Ron；　who　stood　there　holding　the　sword　and　dripping　onto　the　threadbare　carpet。　Harry　backed　into　a　shadowy　corner；　slipped　off　Ron's　rucksack；　and　attempted　to　blend　in　with　the　canvas。
Hermione　slid　out　of　her　bunk　and　moved　like　a　sleepwalker　toward　Ron；　her　eyes　upon　his　pale　face。　She　stopped　right　in　front　of　him；　her　lips　slightly　parted；　her　eyes　wide。　Ron　gave　a　weak　hopeful　smile　and　half　raised　his　arms。
Hermione　launched　herself　forward　and　started　punching　every　inch　of　him　that　she　could　reach。
〃Ouch　a150a150　ow　a150a150　gerroff！　What　the　a150a150？　Hermione　a150a150　OW！〃
〃You　a150a150　complete　a150a150　iarsei　a150a150　Ronald　a150a150　Weasley！〃
She　punctuated　every　word　with　a　blow：　Ron　backed　away；　shielding　his　head　as　Hermione　advanced。
〃You　a150a150　crawl　a150a150　back　a150a150　here　a150a150　after　a150a150　weeks　a150a150　and　a150a150　weeks　a150a150　oh；　iwhere's　my　wandi？〃
She　looked　as　though　ready　to　wrestle　it　out　of　Harry's　hands　and　he　reacted　instinctively。
〃iProtego！i〃
The　invisible　shield　erupted　between　Ron　and　Hermione。　The　force　of　it　knocked　her　backward　onto　the　floor。　Spitting　hair　out　of　her　mouth；　she　lept　up　again。
〃Hermione！〃　said　Harry。　〃Calm　a150a150〃
〃I　will　not　calm　down！〃　she　screamed。　Never　before　had　he　seen　her　lose　control　like　this；　she　looked　quite　demented。　〃Give　me　back　my　wand！　iGive　it　back　to　me！〃i
〃Hermione；　will　you　please　a150a150〃
〃Don't　you　tell　me　what　do；　Harry　Potter！〃　she　screeched。　〃Don't　you　dare！　Give　it　back　now！　And　YOU！〃
She　was　pointing　at　Ron　in　dire　accusation：　It　was　like　a　malediction；　and　Harry　could　not　blame　Ron　for　retreating　several　steps。
〃I　cam　running　after　you！　I　called　you！　I　begged　you　to　come　back〃　〃I　know；〃　Ron　said；　〃Hermione；　I'm　sorry；　I'm　really　a150a150〃
〃Oh；　you're　isorry！〃i
She　laughed　a　high…pitched；　out…of…control　sound；　Ron　looked　at　Harry　for　help；　but　Harry　merely　grimaced　his　helplessness。
〃You　came　back　after　weeks　a150a150　iweeksi　a150a150　and　you　think　it's　all　going　to　be　all　right　if　you　just　say　isorry？〃i
〃Well；　what　else　can　I　say？〃　Ron　shouted；　and　Harry　was　glad　that　Ron　was　fighting　back。
〃Oh；　I　don't　know！〃　yelled　Hermione　with　awful　sarcasm。　〃Rack　your　brains；　Ron；　that　should　only　take　a　couple　of　seconds　a150a150〃
〃Hermione；〃　interjected　Harry；　who　considered　this　a　low　blow；　〃he　just　saved　my　a150a150〃
〃I　don't　care！〃　she　screamed。　〃I　don't　care　what　he's　done！　Weeks　and　weeks；　we　could　have　been　ideadi　for　all　he　knew　a150a150〃
〃I　knew　you　weren't　dead！〃　bellowed　Ron；　drowning　her　voice　for　the　first　time；　and　approaching　as　close　as　he　could　with　the　Shield　Charm　between　them。　〃Harry's　all　over　the　iPropheti；　all　over　the　radio；　they're　looking　for　you　everywhere；　all　these　rumors　and　mental　stories；　I　knew　I'd　hear　straight　off　if　you　were　dead；　you　don't　know　what　it's　been　like　a150a150〃
〃What　it's　been　like　for　iyou？i？
Her　voice　was　not　so　shrill　only　bats　would　be　able　to　hear　it　soon；　but　she　had　reached　a　level　of　indignation　that　rendered　her　temporarily　speechless；　and　Ron　seized　his　opportunity。
〃I　wanted　to　come　back　the　minute　I'd　Disapparated；　but　I　walked　straight　into　a　gang　of　Snatchers；　Hermione；　and　I　couldn't　go　anywhere！〃　〃A　gang　of　what？〃　asked　Harry；　as　Hermione　threw　herself　down　into　a　chair　with　her　arms　and　legs　crossed　so　tightly　it　seemed　unlikely　that　she　would　unravel　them　for　several　years。
〃Snatchers；〃　said　Ron。　〃They're　everywhere　a150a150　gangs　trying　to　earn　gold　by　rounding　up　Muggle…borns　and　blood　traitors；　there's　a　reward　from　the　Ministry　for　everyone　captured。　I　was　on　my　own　and　I　look　like　I　might　be　school　age；　they　got　really　excited；　thought　I　was　a　Muggle…born　in　hiding。　I　had　to　talk　fast　to　get　out　of　being　dragged　to　the　Ministry。〃
〃What　did　you　say　to　them？〃　〃Told　them　I　was　Stan　Shunpike。　First　person　I　could　think　of。〃　〃And　they　believed　that？〃　〃They　weren't　the　brightest。　One　of　them　was　definitely　part　troll；　the　smell　of　him。。。。〃
Ron　glanced　at　Hermione；　clearly　hopeful　she　might　soften　at　this　small　instance　of　humor；　but　her　expression　remained　stony　above　her　tightly　knotted　limbs。
〃Anyway；　they　had　a　row　about　whether　I　was　Stan　or　not。　It　was　a　bit　pathetic　to　be　honest；　but　there　were　still　five　of　them　and　only　one　of　me；　and　they'd　taken　my　wand。　Then　two　of　them　got　into　a　fight　and　while　the　others　were　distracted　I　managed　to　hit　the　one　holding　me　in　the　stomach；　grabbed　his　wand；　Disarmed　the　bloke　holding　mine；　and　Disapparated。　I　didn't　do　it　so　well。　Splinched　myself　again〃　a150a150　Ron　held　up　his　right　hand　to　show　two　missing　fingernails：　Hermione　raised　her　eyebrows　coldly　a150a150　〃and　I
came　out　miles　from　where　you　were。　By　the　time　I　got　back　to　that　bit　of　riverbank　where　we'd　been　。。。　you　were　gone。〃
〃Gosh；　what　a　gripping　story；〃　Hermione　said　in　the　lofty　voice　she　adopted　when　wishing　to　wound。　〃You　must　have　been　simply　terrified。　Meanwhile　we　went　to　Godric's　Hollow　and；　let's　think；　what　happened　there；　Harry？　Oh　yes；　You…Know…Who's　snake　turned　up；　it　nearly　killed　both　of　us；　and　then　You…Know…Who　himself　arrived　and　missed　us　by　about　a　second。〃　〃What？〃　Ron　said；　gaping　from　her　to　Harry；　but　Hermione　ignored　him。
〃Imagine　losing　fingernails；　Harry！　That　really　puts　our　sufferings　into　perspective；　doesn't　it？〃　〃Hermione；〃　said　Harry　quietly；　〃Ron　just　saved　my　life。〃
She　appeared　not　to　have　heard　him。
〃One　thing　I　would　like　to　know；　though；〃　she　said；　fixing　her　eyes　on　a　spot　a　foot　over　Ron's　head。　〃How　exactly　did　you　find　us　tonight？　That's　important。　Once　we　know；　we'll　be　able　to　make　sure　we're　not　visited　by　anyone　else　we　don't　want　to　see。〃
Ron　glared　at　her；　then　pulled　a　small　silver　object　from　his　jeans　pocket。
〃This。〃
She　had　to　look　at　Ron　to　see　what　he　was　showing　them。
〃The　Deluminator？〃　she　asked；　so　surprised　she　forgot　to　look　cold　and　fierce。
〃It　doesn't　just　turn　the　lights　on　and　off；〃　said　Ron。　〃I　don't　know　how　it　works　or　why　it　happened　then　and　not　any　other　time；　because　I've　been　wanting　to　come　back　ever　since　I　left。　But　I　was　listening　to　the　radio　really　early　on　Christmas　morning　and　I　heard　。。。　I　heard　you。〃
He　was　looking　at　Hermione。
〃You　heard　me　on　the　radio？〃　she　asked　incredulously。
〃No；　I　heard　you　coming　out　of　my　pocket。　Your　voic