哈利波特7__哈利波特与死圣英文版-第64部分

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〃a150a150if　he　hadn't　just　tried　to　sell　us　to　the　Death　Eaters；　yeah；〃　said　Ron。
They　put　up　the　tent　and　retreated　inside　it；　where　Ron　made　them　tea。　After　their　narrow　escape；　the　chilly；　musty　old　place　felt　like　home：　safe；　familiar；　and　friendly。
〃Oh；　why　did　we　go　there？〃　groaned　Hermione　after　a　few　minutes'　silence。　〃Harry；　you　were　right；　it　was　Godric's　Hollow　all　over　again；　a　complete　waste　of　time！　The　Deathly　Hallowsa133such　rubbisha133although　actually；〃　a　sudden　thought　seemed　to　have　struck　her；　〃he　might　have　made　it　all　up；　mightn't　he？　He　probably　doesn't　believe　in　the　Deathly　Hallows　at　all；　he　just　wanted　to　keep　us　talking　until　the　Death　Eaters　arrived！〃
〃I　don't　think　so；〃　said　Ron。　〃It's　a　damn　sight　harder　making　stuff　up　when　you're　under　stress　than　you'd　think。　I　found　that　out　when　the　Snatchers　caught　me。　It　was　much　easier　pretending　to　be　Stan；　because　I　knew　a　bit　about　him；　than　inventing　a　whole　new　person。　Old　Lovegood　was　under　loads　of　pressure；　trying　to　make　sure　we　stayed　put。　I　reckon　he　told　us　the　truth；　or　what　he　thinks　is　the　truth；　just　to　keep　us　talking。〃
〃Well；　I　don't　suppose　it　matters；〃　sighed　Hermione。　〃Even　if　he　was　being　honest；　I　never　heard　such　a　lot　of　nonsense　in　all　my　life。〃
〃Hang　on；　though；〃　said　Ron。　〃The　Chamber　of　Secrets　was　supposed　to　be　a　myth；　wasn't　it？〃
〃But　the　Deathly　Hallows　ican'ti　exist；　Ron！〃
〃You　keep　saying　that；　but　one　of　them　can；〃　said　Ron。　〃Harry's　Invisibility　Cloak　a150a150〃
〃The　Tale　of　the　Three　Brothers'　is　a　story；〃　said　Hermione　firmly。　〃A　story　about　how　humans　are　frightened　of　death。　If　surviving　was　as　simple　as　hiding　under　the　Invisibility　Cloak；　we'd　have　everything　we　need　already！〃
〃I　don't　know。　We　could　do　with　an　unbeatable　wand；〃　said　Harry；　turning　the　blackthorn　wand　he　so　disliked　over　in　his　fingers。
〃There's　no　such　thing；　Harry！〃
〃You　said　there　have　been　loads　of　wands　a150a150　the　Deathstick　and　whatever　they　were　called　a150a150〃
〃All　right；　even　if　you　want　to　kid　yourself　the　Elder　Wand's　real；　what　about　the　Resurrection　Stone？〃　Her　fingers　sketched　quotation　marks　around　the　name；　and　her　tone　dripped　sarcasm。　〃No　magic　can　raise　the　dead；　and　that's　that！〃
〃When　my　wand　connected　with　You…Know…Who's；　it　made　my　mum　and　dad　appeara133and　Cedrica133〃
〃But　they　weren't　really　back　from　the　dead；　were　they？〃　said　Hermione。　〃Those　kind　of　a150a150of　pale　imitations　aren't　the　same　as　truly　bringing　someone　back　to　life。〃
〃But　she；　the　girl　in　the　tale；　didn't　really　come　back；　did　she？　The　story　says　that　once　people　are　dead；　they　belong　with　the　dead。　But　the　second　brother　still　got　to　see　her　and　talk　to　her；　didn't　he？　He　even　lived　with　her　for　a　whilea133〃
He　saw　concern　and　something　less　easily　definable　in　Hermione's　expression。　Then；　as　she　glanced　at　Ron；　Harry　realized　that　it　was　fear：　He　had　scared　her　with　his　talk　of　living　with　dead　people。
〃So　that　Peverell　bloke　who's　buried　in　Godric's　Hollow；〃　he　said　hastily；　trying　to　sound　robustly　sane；　〃you　don't　know　anything　about　him；　then？〃
〃No；〃　she　replied；　looking　relieved　at　the　change　of　subject。　〃I　looked　him　up　after　I　saw　the　mark　on　his　grave；　if　he'd　been　anyone　famous　or　done　anything　important；　I'm　sure　he'd　be　in　one　of　our　books。　The　only　place　I've　managed　to　find　the　name　'Peverell'　Is　iNature's　Nobility：　A　Wizarding　Genealogyi。　I　borrowed　it　from　Kreacher；〃　she　explained　as　Ron　raised　his　eyebrows。　〃It　lists　the　pure…blood　families　that　are　now　extinct　in　the　male　line。　Apparently　the　Peverells　were　one　of　the　earliest　families　to　vanish。〃
〃Extinct　in　the　male　line？〃　repeated　Ron。
〃It　means　the　name　died　out；〃　said　Hermione；　〃centuries　ago；　in　the　case　of　the　Peverells。　They　could　still　have　descendents；　though；　they'd　just　be　called　something　different。〃
And　then　it　came　to　Harry　in　one　shining　piece；　the　memory　that　had　stirred　at　the　sound　of　the　name　〃Peverell〃：　a　filthy　old　man　brandishing　an　ugly　ring　in　the　face　of　a　Ministry　official；　and　he　cried　aloud；　〃Marvolo　Gaunt！〃
〃Sorry　said　Ron　and　Hermione　together。
〃iMarvolo　Gaunt！i　You…Know…Who's　grandfather！　In　the　Pensieve！　With　Dumbledore！　Marvolo　Gaunt　said　he　was　descended　from　the　Peverells！〃
Ron　and　Hermione　looked　bewildered。
〃The　ring；　the　ring　that　became　the　Horcrux；　Marvolo　Gaunt　said　it　had　the　Peverell　coat　of　arms　on　it！　I　saw　him　waving　it　in　the　bloke　from　the　Ministry's　face；　he　nearly　shoved　it　up　his　nose！〃
〃The　Peverell　coat　of　arms？〃　said　Hermione　sharply。　〃Could　you　see　what　it　looked　like？〃
〃Not　really；〃　said　Harry；　trying　to　remember。　〃There　was　nothing　fancy　on　there；　as　far　as　I　could　see；　maybe　a　few　scratches。　I　only　ever　saw　it　really　close　up　after　it　had　been　cracked　open。〃
Harry　saw　Hermione's　comprehension　in　the　sudden　widening　of　her　eyes。　Ron　was　looking　from　one　to　the　other；　astonished。
〃Blimeya133You　reckon　it　was　this　sign　again？　The　sign　of　the　Hallows？
〃Why　not　said　Harry　excitedly；　〃Marvolo　Gaunt　was　an　ignorant　old　git　who　lived　like　a　pig；　all　he　cared　about　was　his　ancestry。　If　that　ring　had　been　passed　down　through　the　centuries；　he　might　not　have　known　what　it　really　was。　There　were　no　books　in　that　house；　and　trust　me；　he　wasn't　the　type　to　read　fairy　tales　to　his　kids。　He'd　have　loved　to　think　the　scratches　on　the　stone　were　a　coat　of　arms；　because　as　far　as　he　was　concerned；　having　pure　blood　made　you　practically　royal。〃
〃Yesa133and　that's　all　very　interesting；〃　said　Hermione　cautiously；　〃but　Harry；　if　you're　thinking　what　I　think　you're　think　a150a150〃
〃Well；　why　not？　iWhy　not？i　said　Harry；　abandoning　caution。　〃It　was　a　stone；　wasn't　it？〃　He　looked　at　Ron　for　support。　〃What　if　it　was　the　Resurrection　Stone？〃
Ron's　mouth　fell　open。
〃Blimey　a150a150　but　would　it　still　work　if　Dumbledore　broke　a150a150　？〃
〃Work？　iWork？i　Ron；　it　never　worked！　iThere's　no　such　thing　as　a　Resurrection　Stone！〃i
Hermione　leapt　to　her　feet；　looking　exasperated　and　angry。　Harry　you're　trying　to　fit　everything　into　the　Hallows　story　a150a150〃
i〃Fit　everything　in？〃i　he　repeated。　〃Hermione；　it　fits　of　its　own　accord！　I　know　the　sign　of　the　Deathly　Hallows　was　on　that　stone！　Gaunt　said　he　was　descended　from　the　Peverells！〃
〃A　minute　ago　you　told　us　you　never　saw　the　mark　on　the　stone　properly！〃
〃Where'd　you　reckon　the　ring　is　now？〃　Ron　asked　Harry。　〃What　did　Dumbledore　do　with　it　after　he　broke　it　open？〃
〃But　Harry's　imagination　was　racing　ahead；　far　beyond　Ron　and　Hermione'sa133
iThree　objects；　or　Hallows；　which；　if　united；　will　make　the　possessor　master　of　Deatha133Mastera133Conquerora133Vanquishera133The　last　enemy　that　shall　be　destroyed　is　deatha133i
And　he　saw　himself；　possessor　of　the　Hallows；　facing　Voldemort；　whose　Horcruxes　were　no　matcha133iNeither　can　live　while　the　other　survivesa133iWas　this　the　answer？　Hallows　versus　Horcruxes？　Was　there　a　way　after　all；　to　ensure　that　he　was　the　one　who　triumphed？　If　he　were　the　master　of　the　Deathly　Hallows；　would　he　be　safe？
〃Harry？〃
But　he　scarcely　heard　Hermione：　He　had　pulled　out　his　Invisibility　Cloak　and　was　running　it　through　his　fingers；　the　cloth　supple　as　water；　light　as　air。　He　had　never　seen　anything　to　equal　it　in　his　nearly　seven　years　in　the　Wizarding　world。　The　Cloak　was　exactly　what　Xenophilius　had　described：　iA　cloak　that　really　and　truly　renders　the　wearer　completely　invisible；　and　endures　eternally；　giving　constant　and　impenetrable　concealment；　no　matter　what　spells　are　cast　at　ita133i
And　then；　with　a　gasp；　he　remembereda151
〃Dumbledore　had　my　Cloak　the　night　my　parents　died！〃
His　voice　shook　and　he　could　feel　the　color　in　his　face；　but　he　did　not　care。
〃My　mum　told　Sirius　that　Dumbledore　borrowed　the　Cloak！　This　is　why！　He　wanted　to　examine　it；　because　he　thought　it　was　the　third　Hallow！　Ignotus　Peverell　is　buried　in　Godric's　Hollowa133〃　Harry　was　walking　blindly　around　the　tent；　feeling　as
though　great　new　vistas　of　truth　were　opening　all　around　him。　〃He's　my　ancestor。　I'm　descended　from　the　third　brother！　It　all　makes　sense！〃
〃He　felt　armed　in　certainty；　in　his　belief　in　the　Hallows；　as　if　the　mere　idea　of　possessing　them　was　giving　him　protection；　and　he　felt　joyous　as　he　turned　back　to　the　other　two。
〃Harry；〃　said　Hermione　again；　but　he　was　busy　undoing　the　pouch　around　his　neck；　his　fingers　shaking　hard。
〃Read　it；〃　he　told　her；　pushing　his　mother's　letter　into　her　hand。　〃Read　it！　Dumbledore　had　the　Cloak；　Hermione！　Why　else　would　he　want　it？　He　didn't　need　a　Cloak；　he　could　perform　a　Disillusionment　Charm　so　powerful　that　he　made　himself　completely　invisible　without　one！〃
Something　fell　to　the　floor　and　rolled；　glittering；　under　a　chair：　He　had　dislodged　the　Snitch　when　he　pulled　out　the　letter。　He　stooped　to　pick　it　up；　and　then　the　newly　tapped　spring　of　fabulous　discoveries　threw　him　another　gift；　and　shock　and　wonder　erupted　inside　him　so　that　he　shouted　out。
〃IT'S　IN　HERE！　He　left　me　the　ring　…　it's　in　the　Snitch！〃
〃You　a150a150　you　reckon？〃
He　could　not　understand　why　Ron　looked　taken　aback。　It　was　so　obvious；　so　clear　to　Harry。　Everything　fit；　everythinga133His　Cloak　was　the　third　Hallow；　and　when　he　discovered　how　to　open　the　Snitch　he　would　have　the　second；　and　then　all　he　needed　to　do　was　find　the　first　Hallow；　the　Elder　Wand；　and　then　a150a150
But　it　was　as　though　a　curtain　fell　on　a　lit　stage：　All　his　excitement；　all　his　hope　and　happiness　were　extinguished　at　a　stroke；　and　he　stood　alone　in　the　darkness；　and　the　glorious　spell　was　broken。
〃That's　what　he's　after。〃
The　change　in　his　voice　made　Ron　and　Hermione　look　even　more　scared。
〃You…Know…Who's　after　the　Elder　Wand。〃
He　turned　his　back　on　their　strained；　incredulous　faces。　He　knew　it　was　the　truth。　It　all　made　sense；　Voldemort　was　not　seeking　a　new　wand；　he　was　seeking　an　old　wand；　a　very　old　wand　indeed。　Harry　walked　to　the　entrance　of　the　tent；　forgetting　about　Ron　and　Hermione　as　he　looked　out　into　the　night；　thinkinga133
Voldemort　had　been　raised　in　a　Muggle　orphanage。　Nobody　could　have　told　him　iThe　Tales　of　Beedle　the　Bardi　when　he　was　a　child；　any　more　than　Harry　had　heard　them。　Hardly　any　wizards　believed　in　the　Deathly　Hallows。　Was　it　likely　that　Voldemort　knew　about　them？
Harry　gazed　into