哈利波特7__哈利波特与死圣英文版-第98部分

快捷操作: 按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页 按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页 按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部! 如果本书没有阅读完，想下次继续接着阅读，可使用上方 "收藏到我的浏览器" 功能 和 "加入书签" 功能！


ut　my　Lord；　he　might　be　killed　accidentally　by　someone　other　than　yourselfa150a150〃　〃My　instructions　to　the　Death　Eaters　have　been　perfectly　clear。　Capture　Potter。　Kill　his　friendsa150a150the　more；　the　bettera150a150but　do　not　kill　him。　〃But　it　is　of　you　that　I　wished　to　speak；　Severus；　not　Harry　Potter。　You　have　been　very　valuable　to　me。　Very　valuable。〃　〃My　Lord　knows　I　seek　only　to　serve　him。　Buta150a150let　me　go　and　find　the　boy；　my　Lord。　Let　me　bring　him　to　you。　I　know　I　cana150a150〃　〃I　have　told　you；　no！〃　said　Voldemort；　and　Harry　caught　the　lgint　of　red　in　his　eyes　as　he　turned　again；　and　the　swishing　of　his　cloak　was　like　the　slithering　of　a　snake；　and　he　felt　Voldemort's
impatience　in　his　burning　scar。　〃My　concern　at　the　moment；　Severus；　is　what　will　happen　when　I　finally　meet　the　boy！〃　〃My　Lord；　there　can　be　no　question；　surelya150a150？〃　〃a150a150but　there　is　a　question；　Severus。　There　is。〃　Voldemort　halted；　and　Harry　could　see　him　plainly　again　as　he　slid　the　Elder　Wand　through　his　white　fingers；　staring　at　Snape。　〃Why　did　both　the　wands　I　have　used　fail　when　directed　at　Harry　Potter？〃　〃Ia150a150I　cannot　answer　that；　my　Lord。〃　〃Can't　you？〃　The　stab　of　rage　felt　like　a　spike　driven　through　Harry's　head：　he　forced　his　own　fist　into　his　mouth　to　stop　himself　from　crying　out　in　pain。　He　closed　his　eyes；　and　suddenly　he　was　Voldemort；　looking　into　Snape's　pale　face。　〃My　wand　of　yew　did　everything　of　which　I　asked　it；　Severus；　except　to　kill　Harry　Potter。　Twice　it　failed。　Ollivander　told　me　under　torture　of　the　twin　cores；　told　me　to　take　another's　wand。　I　did　so；　but　Lucius's　wand　shattered　upon　meeting　Potter's。〃　〃Ia150a150I　have　no　explanation；　my　Lord。〃　Snape　was　not　looking　at　Voldemort　now。　His　dark　eyes　were　still　fixed　upon　the　coiling　serpent　in　its　protective　sphere。　〃I　sought　a　third　wand；　Severus。　the　Elder　Wand；　the　Wand　of　Destiny；　the　Deathstick。　I　took　it　from　its　previous　master。　I　took　it　from　the　grfave　of　Albus　Dumbledore。〃　And　now　Snape　looked　at　Voldemort；　and　Snape's　face　was　like　a　death　mask。　it　was　marble　white　and　so　still　that　when　he　spoke；　it　was　a　shock　to　see　that　anyone　lived　behind　the　blank　eyes。　〃My　Lorda150a150let　me　go　to　the　boya150a150〃　〃all　this　long　night　when　I　am　on　the　brink　of　victory；　I　have　sat　here；〃　said　Voldemort；　his　voice　barely　louder　than　a　whisper；　〃wondering；　wondering；　why　the　Elder　Wand　refuses　to　be　what　it　ought　to　be；　refuses　to　perform　as　legend　says　it　must　perform　for　its　rightful　owner。。。and　I　think　I　have　the　answer。〃　Snape　did　not　speak。　〃Perhaps　you　already　know　it？　You　are　a　clever　man；　after　all；　Severus。　You　have　been　a　good　and　faithful　servant；　and　I　regret　what　must　happen。〃　〃My　Lorda150a150〃　〃The　Elder　Wand　cannot　serve　me　properly；　Severus；　because　I　am　not　its　true　master。　The　Elder　Wand　belongs　to　the　wizard　who　killed　its　last　owner。　You　killed　Albus　Dumbledore。　While　you　live；　Severus；　the　Elder　Wand　cannot　truly　be　mine。〃　〃My　Lord！〃　Snape　protested；　raising　his　wand。　〃It　cannot　be　any　other　way；〃　said　Voldemort。　〃I　must　master　the　wand；　Severus。　Master　the　wand；　and　I　master　Potter　at　last。〃　And　Voldemort　swiped　the　air　with　the　Elder　Wand。　It　did　nothing　to
Sanpe；　who　for　a　split　second　seemed　to　think　he　had　been　reprieved：　but　then　Voldemort's　intention　became　clear。　The　snake's　cage　was　rolling　through　the　air；　and　before　Snape　could　do　anything　more　than　yell；　it　had　encased　him；　head　and　shoulders；　and　Voldemort　spoke　in　Parseltongue。　〃Kill。〃　There　was　a　terrible　scream。　Harry　saw　Snape's　face　losing　the　little　color　it　had　left；　it　whitened　as　his　black　eyes　widened；　as　the　snake's　fangs　pierced　his　neck；　as　he　failed　to　push　the　enchanted　cage　off　himself；　as　his　knees　gave　way　and　he　fell　to　the　floor。　〃I　regret　it；〃　said　Voldemort　coldly。　He　turned　away；　there　was　no　sadness　in　him；　no　remorse。　It　was　time　to　leave　this　shack　and　take　charge；　with　a　wand　that　would　now　do　his　full　bidding。　He　pointed　it　at　the　starry　cage　holding　the　snake；　which　drifted　upward；　off　snape；　who　fell　sideways　onto　the　floor；　blood　gushing　from　the　wounds　in　his　neck。　Voldemort　swept　from　the　room　without　a　backward　glance；　and　the　great　serpent　floated　after　him　in　its　huge　protective　sphere。　Back　in　the　tunnel　and　his　own　mind；　Harry　opened　his　eyes；　He　had　drawn　blood　biting　down　on　his　knuckles　in　an　effort　not　to　shout　out。　Now　he　was　looking　through　the　tiny　crack　between　crate　and　wall；　watching　a　foot　in　a　black　boot　trembling　on　the　floor。　〃Harry！〃　breathed　Hermione　behind　him；　but　he　had　already　pointed　his　wand　at　the　crate　blocking　his　view。　It　lifted　an　inch　into　the　air　and　drifted　sideways　silently。　As　quietly　as　he　could；　he　pulled　himself　up　into　the　room。　He　did　not　know　why　he　was　doing　it；　why　he　was　approaching　the　dying　man：　he　did　not　know　what　he　felt　as　he　saw　Snape's　white　face；　adn　the　fingers　trying　to　staunch　the　bloody　wound　at　his　neck。　Harry　took　off　the　invisibility　cloak　and　looked　down　upon　the　man　he　hated；　whose　widening　black　eyes　found　Harry　as　he　cried　to　speak。　Harry　bent　over　him；　and　Snape　seized　the　front　of　his　robes　and　pulled　him　close。　A　terrible　rasping；　gurgling　noise　issued　from　Snape's　throat。　〃Take。。。it。。。Take。。。it。。。〃　Something　more　than　blood　was　leaking　from　Snape。　Silvery　blue；　neither　gas　nor　liquid；　it　gushed　form　his　mouth　and　his　ears　and　his　eyes；　and　Harry　knew　what　it　was；　but　did　not　know　what　to　doa150a150　A　flask；　conjured　from　thin　air；　was　thrust　into　his　shaking　hand　by　Hermione。　Harry　lfited　the　silvery　substance　into　it　with　his　wand。　When　the　falsk　was　full　to　the　brim；　and　Snape　looked　as　though　there　was　no　blood　left　in　him；　his　grip　on　Harry's　robes　slackened。　〃Look。。。at。。。。me。。。〃　he　whispered。　The　green　eyes　found　the　black；　but　after　a　second；　something　in
the　depths　of　the　dark　pari　seemed　to　vanish；　leaving　them　fixed；　blank；　and　empty。　The　hand　holding　Harry　thudded　to　the　floor；　and　Snape　moved　no　more。

pC0=〃Chapter　Thirty…Three：　The　Prince's　Tale〃
bChapter　Thirty…Three
iThe　Prince's　Taleib
Harry　remained　kneeling　at　Snape's　side；　simply　staring　down　at　him；　until　quite　suddenly　a　high；　cold　voice　spoke　so　close　to　them　that　Harry　jumped　on　his　feet；　the　flask　gripped　tightly　in　his　hands；　thinking　that　Voldemort　had　reentered　the　room。
Voldemort's　voice　reverberated　from　the　walls　and　floor；　and　Harry　realized　that　he　was　talking　to　Hogwarts　and　to　all　the　surrounding　area；　that　the　residents　of　Hogsmeade　and　all　those　still　fighting　in　the　castle　would　hear　him　as　clearly　as　if　he　stood　beside　them；　his　breath　on　the　back　of　their　necks；　a　deathblow　away。
〃You　have　fought；〃　said　the　high；　cold　voice；　〃valiantly。　Lord　Voldemort　knows　how　to　value　bravery。
〃Yet　you　have　sustained　heavy　losses。　If　you　continue　to　resist　me；　you　will　all　die；　one　by　one。　I　do　not　wish　this　to　happen。　Every　drop　of　magical　blood　spilled　is　a　loss　and　a　waste。
〃Lord　Voldemort　is　merciful。　I　command　my　forces　to　retreat　immediately。
〃You　have　one　hour。　Dispose　of　your　dead　with　dignity。　Treat　your　injured。
〃I　speak　now；　Harry　Potter；　directly　to　you。　You　have　permitted　your　friends　to　die　for　you　rather　than　face　me　yourself。　I　shall　wait　for　one　hour　in　the　Forbidden　Forest。　If；　at　the　end　of　that　hour；　you　have　not　come　to　me；　have　not　given　yourself　up；　then　battle　recommences。　This　time；　I　shall　enter　the　fray　myself；　Harry　Potter；　and　I　shall　find　you；　and　I　shall　punish　every　last　man；　woman；　and　child　who　has　tried　to　conceal　you　from　me。　One　hour。〃
Both　Ron　and　Hermione　shook　their　heads　frantically；　looking　at　Harry。
〃Don't　listen　to　him；〃　said　Ron。
〃It'll　be　all　right；〃　said　Hermione　wildly。　〃Let's　…　let's　get　back　to　the　castle；　if　he's　gone　to　the　forest　we'll　need　to　think　of　a　new　plan　…　〃
She　glanced　at　Snape's　body；　then　hurried　back　to　the　tunnel　entrance。　Ron　followed　her。　Harry　gathered　up　the　Invisibility　Cloak；　then　looked　down　at　Snape。　He　did　not　know　what　to　feel；　except　shock　at　the　way　Snape　had　been　killed；　and　the　reason　for　which　it　had　been　donea133
They　crawled　back　through　the　tunnel；　none　of　them　talking；　and　Harry　wondered　whether　Ron　and　Hermione　could　still　hear　Voldemort　ringing　in　their　heads　as　he　could。
iYou　have　permitted　your　friends　to　die　for　you　rather　than　face　me　yourself。　I　shall　wait　for　one　hour　in　the　Forbidden　Foresta133One　houra133i
Small　bundles　seemed　to　litter　the　lawn　at　the　front　of　the　castle　（？）。　It　could　only　be　an　hour　or　so　from　dawn；　yet　it　was　pitch…black。　The　three　of　them　hurried　toward　the　stone　steps。　A　lone　dog；　the　size　of　a　small　boat；　lay　abandoned　in　front　of　them。　There　was　no　other　sign　of　Grawp　or　of　his　attacker。
The　castle　was　unnaturally　silent。　There　were　no　flashes　of　light　now；　no　bangs　or　screams　or　shouts。　The　flagstones　of　the　deserted　entrance　hall　were　stained　with　blood。　Emeralds　were　still　scattered　all　over　the　floor；　along　with　pieces　of　marble　and　splintered　wood。　Part　of　the　banisters　had　been　blown　away。
〃Where　is　everyone？〃　whispered　Hermione。
Ron　led　the　way　to　the　Great　Hall。　Harry　stopped　in　the　doorway。
The　House　tables　were　gone　and　the　room　was　crowded。　The　survivors　stood　in　groups；　their　arms　around　each　other's　necks。　The　injured　were　being　treated　upon　the　raised　platform　by　Madam　Pomfrey　and　a　group　of　helpers。　Firenze　was　amongst　the　injured；　his　flank　poured　blood　and　he　shook　where　he　lay；　unable　to　stand。
The　dead　lay　in　a　row　in　the　middle　of　the　Hall。　Harry　could　not　see　Fred's　body；　because　his　family　surrounded　him。　George　was　kneeling　at　his　head；　Mrs。　Weasley　was　lying　across　Fred's　chest；　her　body　shaking。　Mr。　Weasley　stroking　her　hair　while　tears　cascaded　down　his　cheeks。
Without　a　word　to　Harry；　Ron　and　Hermione　walked　away。　Harry　saw　Hermione　approach　Ginny；　whose　face　was　swollen　and　blotchy；　and　hug　her。　Ron　joined　Bill；　Fleur；　and　Percy；　who　flung　an　arm　around　Ron's　shoulders。　As　Ginny　and　Hermione　moved　closer　to　the　rest　of　the　family；　Harry　had　a　clear　view　of　the　bodies　lying　next　to　Fred。　Remus　and　Tonks；　pale　and　still　and　peaceful…looking；　apparently　asleep　beneath　the　dark；　enchanted　ceiling。
The　Great　Hall　seemed　to　fly　away；　become　smaller；　shrink；　as　Harry　reeled　backward　from　the　doorway。　He　could　not　draw