哈利波特7__哈利波特与死圣英文版-第7部分

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stily　stowing　her　wet　handkerchief　into　her　pocket；　she　said；　〃Well　…　good…bye〃　and　marched　towards　the　door　without　looking　at　him。
〃Good…bye〃　said　Harry。
She　stopped　and　looked　back。　For　a　moment　Harry　had　the　strangest　feeling　that　she　wanted　to　say　something　to　him；　She　gave　him　an　odd；　tremulous　look　and　seemed　to　teeter　on　the　edge　of　speech；　but　then；　with　a　little　of　her　head；　she　hustled　out　of　the　room　after　he　husband　and　son。

pC0=〃Chapter　Four：　The　Seven　Potters〃
bChapter　Four
iThe　Seven　Pottersib
Harry　ran　back　upstairs　to　his　bedroom；　arriving　at　the　window　just　in　time　to　see　the　Dursleys'　car　swinging　out　of　the　drive　and　off　up　the　road。　Dedalus's　top　hat　was　visible　between　Aunt　Petunia　and　Dudley　in　the　backseat。　The　car　turned　right　at　the　end　of　Privet　Drive；　its　windows　burned　scarlet　for　a　moment　in　the　now　setting　sun；　and　then　it　was　gone。
Harry　picked　up　Hedwig's　cage；　his　Firebolt；　and　his　rucksack；　gave　his　unnaturally　tidy　bedroom　one　last　sweeping　look；　and　then　made　his　ungainly　way　back　downstairs　to　the　hall；　where　he　deposited　cage；　broomstick；　and　bag　near　the　foot　of　the　stairs。　The　light　was　fading　rapidly；　the　hall　full　of　shadows　in　the　evening　light。　It　felt　most　strange　to　stand　here　in　the　silence　and　know　that　he　was　about　to　leave　the　house　for　the　last　time。　Long　ago；　when　he　had　been　left　alone　while　the　Dursleys　went　out　to　enjoy　themselves；　the　hours　of　solitude　had　been　a　rare　treat。　Pausing　only　to　sneak　something　tasty　from　the　fridge；　he　had　rushed　upstairs　to　play　on　Dudley's　computer；　or　put　on　the　television　and　flicked　through　the　channels　to　his　heart's　content。　It　gave　him　an　odd；　empty　feeling　remembering　those　times；　it　was　like　remembering　a　younger　brother　whom　he　had　lost。
〃Don't　you　want　to　take　a　last　look　at　the　place？〃　he　asked　Hedwig；　who　was　still　sulking　with　her　head　under　her　wing。　〃We'll　never　be　here　again。　Don't　you　want　to　remember　all　the　good　times？　I　mean；　look　at　this　doormat。　What　memories　a133　Dudley　sobbed　on　it　after　I　saved　him　from　the　dementors　a133　Turns　out　he　was　grateful　after　all；　can　you　believe　it？　a133　And　last　summer；　Dumbledore　walked　through　that　front　door　a133　〃
Harry　lost　the　thread　of　his　thoughts　for　a　moment　and　Hedwig　did　nothing　to　help　him　retrieve　it；　but　continued　to　sit　with　her　head　under　her　wing。　Harry　turned　his　back　on　the　front　door。
〃And　under　here；　Hedwig〃　…　Harry　pulled　open　a　door　under　the　stairs　…　〃is　where　I　used　to　sleep！　You　never　knew　me　then　…　Blimey；　it's　small；　I'd　forgotten　a133　〃
Harry　looked　around　at　the　stacked　shoes　and　umbrellas　remembering　how　he　used　to　wake　every　morning　looking　up　at　the　underside　of　the　staircase；　which　was　more　often　than　not　adorned　with　a　spider　or　two。　Those　had　been　the　days　before　he　had　known　anything　about　his　true　identity；　before　he　had　found　out　how　his　parents　had　died　or　why　such　strange　things　often　happened　around　him。　But　Harry　could　still　remember　the　dreams　that　had　dogged　him；　even　in　those　days：　confused　dreams　involving　flashes　of　green　light　and　once　…　Uncle　Vernon　had　nearly　crashed　the　car　when　Harry　had　recounted　it　…　a　flying　motorbike　a133
There　was　a　sudden；　deafening　roar　from　somewhere　nearby。　Harry　straightened　up　with　a　jerk　and　smacked　the　top　of　his　head　on　the　low　door　frame。　Pausing　only　to　employ　a　few　of　Uncle　Vernon's　choicest　swear　words；　he　staggered　back　into　the　kitchen；　clutching　his　head　and　staring　out　of　the　window　into　the　back　garden。
The　darkness　seemed　to　be　rippling；　the　air　itself　quivering。　Then；　one　by　one；　figures　began　to　pop　into　sight　as　their　Disillusionment　Charms　lifted。　Dominating　the　scene　was　Hagrid；　wearing　a　helmet　and　goggles　and　sitting　astride　an　enormous　motorbike　with　a　black　sidecar　attached。　All　around　him　other　people　were　dismounting　from　brooms　and；　in　two　cases；　skeletal；　black　winged　horses。
Wrenching　open　the　back　door；　Harry　hurtled　into　their　midst。　There　was　a　general　cry　of　greeting　as　Hermione　flung　her　arms　around　him；　Ron　clapped　him　on　the　back；　and　Hagrid　said；　〃All　righ'；　Harry？　Ready　fer　the　off？〃
〃Definitely；〃　said　Harry；　beaming　around　at　them　all。　〃But　I　wasn't　expecting　this　many　of　you！〃
〃Change　of　plan；〃　growled　Mad…Eye；　who　was　holding　two　enormous　bulging　sacks；　and　whose　magical　eye　was　spinning　from　darkening　sky　to　house　to　garden　with　dizzying　rapidity。　〃Let's　get　undercover　before　we　talk　you　through　it。〃
Harry　led　them　all　back　into　the　kitchen　where；　laughing　and　chattering；　they　settled　on　chairs；　sat　themselves　upon　Aunt　Petunia's　gleaming　work　surfaces；　or　leaned　up　against　her　spotless　appliances；　Ron；　long　and　lanky；　Hermione；　her　bushy　hair　tied　back　in　a　long　plait；　Fred　and　George；　grinning　identically；　Bill；　badly　scarred　and　long…haired；　Mr。　Weasley；　kind…faced；　balding；　his　spectacles　a　little　awry；　Mad…Eye；　battle…worn；　one…legged；　his　bright　blue　magical　eye　whizzing　in　its　socket；　Tonks；　whose　short　hair　was　her　favorite　shade　of　bright　pink；　Lupin；　grayer；　more　lined；　Fleur；　slender　and　beautiful；　with　her　long　silvery　blonde　hair；　Kingsley；　bald　and　broad…shouldered；　Hagrid；　with　his　wild　hair　and　beard；　standing　hunchbacked　to　avoid　hitting　his　head　on　the　ceiling；　and　Mundungus　Fletcher；　small；　dirty；　and　hangdog；　with　his　droopy　beady　hound's　eyes　and　matted　hair。　Harry's　heart　seemed　to　expand　and　glow　at　the　sight：　He
felt　incredibly　fond　of　all　of　them；　even　Mundungus；　whom　he　had　tried　to　strangle　the　last　time　they　had　met。
〃Kingsley；　I　thought　you　were　looking　after　the　Muggle　Prime　Minister？〃　he　called　across　the　room。
〃He　can　get　along　without　me　for　one　night；〃　said　Kingsley；　〃You're　more　important。〃
〃Harry；　guess　what？〃　said　Tonks　from　her　perch　on　top　of　the　washing　machine；　and　she　wiggled　her　left　hand　at　him；　a　ring　glistened　there。
〃You　got　married？〃　Harry　yelped；　looking　from　her　to　Lupin。
〃I'm　sorry　you　couldn't　be　there；　Harry；　it　was　very　quiet。〃
〃That's　brilliant；　congrat　…〃
〃All　right；　all　right；　we'll　have　time　for　a　cozy　catch…up　later；〃　roared　Moody　over　the　hubbub；　and　silence　fell　in　the　kitchen。　Moody　dropped　his　sacks　at　his　feet　and　turned　to　Harry。　〃As　Dedalus　probably　told　you；　we　had　to　abandon　Plan　A。　Pius　Thicknesse　has　gone　over；　which　gives　us　a　big　problem。　He's　made　it　an　imprisonable　offense　to　connect　this　house　to　the　Floo　Network；　place　a　Portkey　here；　or　Apparate　in　or　out。　All　done　in　the　name　of　your　protection；　to　prevent　You…Know…Who　getting　in　at　you。　Absolutely　pointless；　seeing　as　your　mother's　charm　does　that　already。　What　he's　really　done　is　to　stop　you　getting　out　of　here　safely。〃
〃Second　problem：　You're　underage；　which　means　you've　still　got　the　Trace　on　you。〃
〃I　don't　…〃
〃The　Trace；　the　Trace！〃　said　Mad…Eye　impatiently。　〃The　charm　that　detects　magical　activity　around　under…seventeens；　the　way　the　Ministry　finds　out　about　underage　magic！　If　you；　or　anyone　around　you；　casts　a　spell　to　get　you　out　of　here；　Thicknesse　is　going　to　know　about　it；　and　so　will　the　Death　Eaters。〃
〃We　can't　wait　for　the　Trace　to　break；　because　the　moment　you　turn　seventeen　you'll　lose　all　the　protection　your　mother　gave　you。　In　short；　Pius　Thicknesse　thinks　he's　got　you　cornered　good　and　proper。〃
Harry　could　not　help　but　agree　with　the　unknown　Thicknesse。
〃So　what　are　we　going　to　do？〃
〃We're　going　to　use　the　only　means　of　transport　left　to　us；　the　only　ones　the　Trace　can't　detect；　because　we　don't　need　to　cast　spells　to　use　them：　brooms；　thestrals；　and　Hagrid's　motorbike。〃
Harry　could　see　flaws　in　this　plan；　however；　he　held　his　tongue　to　give　Mad…Eye　the　chance　to　address　them。
〃Now；　your　mother's　charm　will　only　break　under　two　conditions：　when　you　come　of　age；　or〃　…　Moody　gestured　around　the　pristine　kitchen　…　〃you　no　longer　call　this　place　home。　You　and　your　aunt　and　uncle　are　going　your　separate　ways　tonight；　in　the　full　understanding　that　you're　never　going　to　live　together　again；　correct？〃
Harry　nodded。
〃So　this　time；　when　you　leave；　there'll　be　no　going　back；　and　the　charm　will　break　the　moment　you　get　outside　its　range。　We're　choosing　to　break　it　early；　because　the　alternative　is　waiting　for　You…Know…Who　to　come　and　seize　you　the　moment　you　turn　seventeen。
〃The　one　thing　we've　got　on　our　side　is　that　You…Know…Who　doesn't　know　we're　moving　you　tonight。　We've　leaked　a　fake　trail　to　the　Ministry：　They　think　you're　not　leaving　until　the　thirtieth。　However；　this　is　You…Know…Who　we're　dealing　with；　so　we　can't　rely　on　him　getting　the　date　wrong；　he's　bound　to　have　a　couple　of　Death　Eaters　patrolling　the　skies　in　this　general　area；　just　in　case。　So；　we've　given　a　dozen　different　houses　every　protection　we　can　throw　at　them。　They　all　look　like　they　could　be　the　place　we're　going　to　hide　you；　they've　all　got　some　connection　with　the　Order：　my　house；　Kingsley's　place；　Molly's　Auntie　Muriel's　…　you　get　the　idea。〃
〃Yeah；〃　said　Harry；　not　entirely　truthfully；　because　he　could　still　spot　a　gaping　hole　in　the　plan。
〃You'll　be　going　to　Tonks's　parents。　Once　you're　within　the　boundaries　of　the　protective　enchantments　we've　put　on　their　house　you'll　be　able　to　use　a　Portkey　to　the　Burrow。　Any　questions？〃
〃Er　…　yes；〃　said　Harry。　〃Maybe　they　won't　know　which　of　the　twelve　secure　houses　I'm　heading　for　at　first；　but　won't　it　be　sort　of　obvious　once〃　…　he　performed　a　quick　headcount　…　〃fourteen　of　us　fly　off　toward　Tonks's　parents？〃
〃Ah；〃　said　Moody；　〃I　forgot　to　mention　the　key　point。　Fourteen　of　us　won't　be　flying　to　Tonks's　parents。　There　will　be　seven　Harry　Potters　moving　through　the　skies　tonight；　each　of　them　with　a　companion；　each　pair　heading　for　a　different　safe　house。〃
From　inside　his　cloak　Moody　now　withdrew　a　flask　of　what　looked　like　mud。　There　was　no　need　for　him　to　say　another　word；　Harry　understood　the　rest　of　the　plan　immediately。
〃No！〃　he　said　loudly；　his　voice　ringing　through　the　kitchen。　〃No　way！〃
〃I　told　them　you'd　take　it　like　this；〃　said　Hermione　with　a　hint　of　complacency。
〃If　you　think　I'm　going　to　let　six　people　risk　their　lives　a150a150　！〃
〃a151because　it's　the　first　time　for　all　of　us；〃　said　Ron。
〃This　is　different；　pretending　to　be　me　…〃
〃Well；　none　of　us　really　fancy　it；　Harry；〃　said　Fred　earnestly。　〃Imagine　if　something　went　wrong　and　we　were　stuck　as　spec