jkrowling.harrypotterandgf-第25节

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QUIDDITCH　WORLD　CUP；　plete　with　a　twinkling　black…and…white　photograph　of　the　Dark　Mark　over　the　treetops。
　　　〃You're　all　right；〃　Mrs。　Weasley　muttered　distractedly；　releasing　Mr。　Weasley　and　staring　around　at　them　all　with　red　eyes；　〃you're　alive。。。　Oh　boys。。
　　　And　to　everybody's　surprise；　she　seized　Fred　and　George　and　pulled　them　both　into　such　a　tight　hug　that　their　heads　banged　together。
　　　〃Ouch！　Mum…you're　strangling　us…〃
　　　〃I　shouted　at　you　before　you　left！〃　Mrs。　Weasley　said；　starting　to　sob。　〃It's　all　I've　been　thinking　about！　What　if　You…Know…Who　had　got　you；　and　the　last　thing　I　ever　said　to　you　was　that　you　didn't　get　enough　OW。　L。　s？　Oh　Fred。。。　George。。〃
　　　〃e　on；　now；　Molly；　we're　all　perfectly　okay；〃　said　Mr。　Weasley　soothingly；　prising　her　off　the　twins　and　leading　her　back　toward　the　house。　〃Bill；〃　he　added　in　an　undertone；　〃pick　up　that　paper；　I　want　to　see　what　it　says。。。〃
　　　When　they　were　all　crammed　into　the　tiny　kitchen；　and　Hermione　had　made　Mrs。　Weasley　a　cup　of　very　strong　tea；　into　which　Mr。　Weasley　insisted　on　pouring　a　shot　of　Ogdens　Old　Firewhiskey；　Bill　handed　his　father　the　newspaper。　Mr。　Weasley　scanned　the　front　page　while　Percy　looked　over　his　shoulder。
　　　〃I　knew　it；〃　said　Mr。　Weasley　heavily。　〃Ministry　blunders。。。　culprits　not　apprehended。。。　lax　security。。。　Dark　wizards　running　unchecked。。。　national　disgrace。。。　Who　wrote　this？　Ah。。。　of　course。。。　Rita　Skeeter。〃
　　　〃That　woman's　got　it　in　for　the　Ministry　of　Magic！〃　said　Percy　furiously。　〃Last　week　she　was　saying　we're　wasting　our　time　quibbling　about　cauldron　thickness；　when　we　should　be　stamping　out　vampires！　As　if　it　wasn't　specifically　stated　in　paragraph　twelve　of　the　Guidelines　for　the　Treatment　of　Non…Wizard　Part…Humans…〃
　　　〃Do　us　a　favor；　Perce；〃　said　Bill；　yawning；　〃and　shut　up。〃
　　　〃I'm　mentioned；〃　said　Mr。　Weasley；　his　eyes　widening　behind　his　glasses　as　he　reached　the　bottom　of　the　Daily　Prophet　article。
　　　〃Where？〃　spluttered　Mrs。　Weasley；　choking　on　her　tea　and　whiskey。　〃If　I'd　seen　that；　I'd　have　known　you　were　alive！〃
　　　〃Not　by　name；〃　said　Mr。　Weasley。　〃Listen　to　this：　'If　the　terrified　wizards　and　witches　who　waited　breathlessly　for　news　at　the　edge　of　the　wood　expected　reassurance　from　the　Ministry　ofMagic；　they　were　sadly　disappointed。　A　Ministry　official　emerged　some　time　after　the　appearance　of　the　Dark　Mark　alleging　that　nobody　had　been　hurt；　but　reflising　to　give　any　more　information。　Whether　this　statement　will　be　enough　to　quash　the　rumors　that　several　bodies　were　removed　from　the　woods　an　hour　later；　remains　to　be　seen。　'　Oh　really；〃　said　Mr。　Weasley　in　exasperation；　handing　the　paper　to　Percy。　〃Nobody　was　hurt。　What　was　I　supposed　to　say？　Rumors　that　several　bodies　were　removed　from　the　woods。。。　well；　there　certainly　will　be　rumors　now　she's　printed　that。〃
　　　He　heaved　a　deep　sigh。　〃Molly；　I'm　going　to　have　to　go　into　the　office；　this　is　going　to　take　some　smoothing　over。〃
　　　〃I'll　e　with　you；　Father；〃　said　Percy　importantly。　〃Mr。　Crouch　will　need　all　hands　on　deck。　And　I　can　give　him　my　cauldron　report　in　person。〃
　　　He　bustled　out　of　the　kitchen。　Mrs。　Weasley　looked　most　upset。　〃Arthur；　you're　supposed　to　be　on　holiday！　This　hasn't　got　anything　to　do　with　your　office；　surely　they　can　handle　this　without　you？〃
　　　〃I've　got　to　go；　Molly；〃　said　Mr。　Weasley。　〃I've　made　things　worse。　I'll　just　change　into　my　robes　and　I'll　be　off。。。〃
　　　〃Mrs。　Weasley；〃　said　Harry　suddenly；　unable　to　contain　himself；　〃Hedwig　hasn't　arrived　with　a　letter　for　me；　has　she？〃
　　　〃Hedwig；　dear？〃　said　Mrs。　Weasley　distractedly。　〃No。。。　no；　there　hasn't　been　any　post　at　all。〃
　　　Ron　and　Hermione　looked　curiously　at　Harry。　With　a　meaningful　look　at　both　of　them　he　said；　〃All　right　if　I　go　and　dump　my　stuff　in　your　room；　Ron？〃
　　　〃Yeah。。。　think　I　will　too；〃　said　Ron　at　once。　〃Hermione？〃
　　　〃Yes；〃　she　said　quickly；　and　the　three　of　them　marched　out　of　the　kitchen　and　up　the　stairs。
　　　〃What's　up；　Harry？〃　said　Ron；　the　moment　they　had　closed　the　door　of　the　attic　room　behind　them。
　　　〃There's　something　I　haven't　told　you；〃　Harry　said。　〃On　Saturday　morning；　I　woke　up　with　my　scar　hurting　again。〃
　　　Ron's　and　Hermione's　reactions　were　almost　exactly　as　Harry　had　imagined　them　back　in　his　bedroom　on　Privet　Drive。　Hermione　gasped　and　started　making　suggestions　at　once；　mentioning　a　number　of　reference　books；　and　everybody　from　Albus　Dumbledore　to　Madam　Pomfrey；　the　Hogwarts　nurse。　Ron　simply　looked　dumbstruck。
　　　〃But…he　wasn't　there；　was　he？　You…Know…Who？　I　mean…last　time　your　scar　kept　hurting；　he　was　at　Hogwarts；　wasn't　he？〃
　　　〃I'm　sure　he　wasn't　on　Privet　Drive；〃　said　Harry。　〃But　I　was　dreaming　about　him。。。　him　and　Peter…you　know；　Wormtail。　I　can't　remember　all　of　it　now；　but　they　were　plotting　to　kill。。。　someone。〃
　　　He　had　teetered　for　a　moment　on　the　verge　of　saying　〃me；〃　but　couldn't　bring　himself　to　make　Hermione　look　any　more　horrified　than　she　already　did。
　　　〃It　was　only　a　dream；〃　said　Ron　bracingly。　〃Just　a　nightmare。〃
　　　〃Yeah；　but　was　it；　though？〃　said　Harry；　turning　to　look　out　of　the　window　at　the　brightening　sky。　〃It's　weird；　isn't　it？。。。　My　scar　hurts；　and　three　days　later　the　Death　Eaters　are　on　the　march；　and　Voldemort's　sign's　up　in　the　sky　again。〃
　　　〃Don't…say…his…name！〃　Ron　hissed　through　gritted　teeth。
　　　〃And　remember　what　Professor　Trelawney　said？〃　Harry　went　on；　ignoring　Ron。　〃At　the　end　of　last　year？〃
　　　Professor　Trelawney　was　their　Divination　teacher　at　Hogwarts。　Hermione's　terrified　look　vanished　as　she　let　out　a　derisive　snort。
　　　〃Oh　Harry；　you　aren't　going　to　pay　attention　to　anything　that　old　fraud　says？〃
　　　〃You　weren't　there；〃　said　Harry。　〃You　didn't　hear　her。　This　time　was　different。　I　told　you；　she　went　into　a　trance…a　real　one。　And　she　said　the　Dark　Lord　would　rise　again。。。　greater　and　more　terrible　than　ever　before。。。　and　he'd　manage　it　because　his　servant　was　going　to　go　back　to　him。。。　and　that　night　Wormtail　escaped。〃
　　　There　was　a　silence　in　which　Ron　fidgeted　absentmindedly　with　a　hole　in　his　Chudley　Cannons　bedspread。
　　　〃Why　were　you　asking　if　Hedwig　had　e；　Harry？〃　Hermione　asked。　〃Are　you　expecting　a　letter？〃
　　　〃I　told　Sirius　about　my　scar；〃　said　Harry；　shrugging。　〃I'm　waiting　for　his　answer。〃
　　　〃Good　thinking！〃　said　Ron；　his　expression　clearing。　〃I　bet　Sirius'll　know　what　to　do！〃
　　　〃I　hoped　he'd　get　back　to　me　quickly；〃　said　Harry。
　　　〃But　we　don't　know　where　Sirius　is。。。　he　could　be　in　Africa　or　somewhere；　couldn't　he？〃　said　Hermione　reasonably。　〃Hedwig's　not　going　to　manage　that　journey　in　a　few　days。〃
　　　〃Yeah；　I　know；〃　said　Harry；　but　there　was　a　leaden　feeling　in　his　stomach　as　he　looked　out　of　the　window　at　the　Hedwig…free　sky。
　　　〃e　and　have　a　game　of　Quidditch　in　the　orchard；　Harry〃　said　Ron。　〃e　on…three　on　three；　Bill　and　Charlie　and　Fred　and　George　will　play。。。　You　can　try　out　the　Wronski　Feint。。。〃
　　　〃Ron；〃　said　Hermione；　in　an　I…don't…think…you're…being…very…sensitive　sort　of　voice；　〃Harry　doesn't　want　to　play　Quidditch　right　now。。。　He's　worried；　and　he's　tired。。。　We　all　need　to　go　to　bed。。。〃
　　　〃Yeah；　I　want　to　play　Quidditch；〃　said　Harry　suddenly。　〃Hang　on；　I'll　get　my　Firebolt。〃
　　　Hermione　left　the　room；　muttering　something　that　sounded　very　much　like　〃Boys。〃
　　　
　　　Neither　Mr。　Weasley　nor　Percy　was　at　home　much　over　the　following　week。　Both　left　the　house　each　morning　before　the　rest　of　the　family　got　up；　and　returned　well　after　dinner　every　night。
　　　〃It's　been　an　absolute　uproar；〃　Percy　told　them　importantly　the　Sunday　evening　before　they　were　due　to　return　to　Hogwarts。　〃I've　been　putting　out　fires　all　week。　People　keep　sending　Howlers；　and　of　course；　if　you　don't　open　a　Howler　straight　away；　it　explodes。　Scorch　marks　all　over　my　desk　and　my　best　quill　reduced　to　cinders。〃
　　　〃Why　are　they　all　sending　Howlers？〃　asked　Ginny；　who　was　mending　her　copy　of　One　Thousand　Magical　Herbs　and　Fungi　with　Spellotape　on　the　rug　in　front　of　the　living　room　fire。
　　　〃plaining　about　security　at　the　World　Cup；〃　said　Percy。　〃They　want　pensation　for　their　ruined　property。　Mundungus　Fletcher's　put　in　a　claim　for　a　twelve…bedroomed　tent　with　en…suite　Jacuzzi；　but　I've　got　his　number。　I　know　for　a　fact　he　was　sleeping　under　a　cloak　propped　on　sticks。〃
　　　Mrs。　Weasley　glanced　at　the　grandfather　clock　in　the　corner。　Harry　liked　this　clock。　It　was　pletely　useless　if　you　wanted　to　know　the　time；　but　otherwise　very　informative。　It　had　nine　golden　hands；　and　each　of　them　was　engraved　with　one　of　the　Weasley　family's　names。　There　were　no　numerals　around　the　face；　but　descriptions　of　where　each　family　member　might　be。　〃Home；〃　〃school；〃　and　〃work〃　were　there；　but　there　was　also　〃traveling；〃　〃lost；〃　〃hospital；〃　〃prison；〃　and；　in　the　position　where　the　number　twelve　would　be　on　a　normal　clock；　〃mortal　peril。〃
　　　Eight　of　the　hands　were　currently　pointing　to　the　〃home〃　position；　but　Mr。　Weasley's；　which　was　the　longest；　was　still　pointing　to　〃work。〃　Mrs。　Weasley　sighed。
　　　〃Your　father　hasn't　had　to　go　into　the　office　on　weekends　since　the　days　of　You…Know…Who；〃　she　said。　〃They're　working　him　far　too　hard。　His　dinner's　going　to　be　ruined　if　he　doesn't　e　home　soon。〃
　　　〃Well；　Father　feels　he's　got　to　make　up　for　his　mistake　at　the　match；　doesn't　he？〃　said　Percy。　〃If　tr