晨韵推荐：双语美文-- 哈利波特与凤凰社 Chapter 1 （下）

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'DUDLEY, KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT！ WHATEVER YOU DO, KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT！ Wand！' Harry muttered frantically, his hands flying over the ground like spiders. 'Where's - wand - come on - lumos！'
He said the spell automatically, desperate for light to help him n his search - and to his disbelieving relief, light flared inches from his right hand - the wand tip had ignited. Harry snatched it up, scrambled to his feet and turned around.
His stomach turned over.
A towering, hooded figure was gliding smoothly towards him, hovering over the ground, no feet or face visible beneath its robes, sucking on the night as it came.
Stumbling backwards, Harry raised his wand.
'Expecto patronum！'
A silvery wisp of vapour shot from the tip of the wand and the Dementor slowed, but the spell hadn't worked properly; tripping over his own feet, Harry retreated further as the Dementor bore down upon him, panic fogging his brain - concentrate -
A pair of grey, slimy, scabbed hands slid from inside the Dementor's robes, reaching for him. A rushing noise filled Harry's ears.
'Expecto patronum！'
“达力，把嘴巴闭上！不管你做什么，千万要把嘴巴闭上！魔杖！”哈利狂乱地说着，两只手像蜘蛛一样在地面上快速地摸索。“我的——魔杖呢——快点——荧光闪烁！”
他本能地念出这个咒语，急于想得到点亮光帮他找到魔杖——突然，在离他右手几英寸的地方冒出一道亮光，他简直不敢相信，心中松了口气——魔杖头被点亮了。哈利一把抓起魔杖，挣扎着站起来，急忙转身。
他的五脏六腑都翻腾起来了。一个戴着兜帽的庞大身影无声地朝他滑过来。那身影高高地悬浮在地面上，长袍下看不见脚也看不见脸，移动时仿佛在一点点地吞噬着黑暗。哈利跌跌撞撞地退后几步，举起了魔杖。
“呼神护卫！”
一股银色的烟雾从魔杖头上冒了出来，摄魂怪的动作放慢了，但咒语并没有完全生效。看到摄魂怪朝自己袭来，哈利脚底绊了一下，又往后退了两步，恐慌使他的大脑变得模糊一片——集中意念——一双黏糊糊的、结满痂的灰手从摄魂怪的长袍里伸出来要抓他——窸窸窣窣的声音灌满了哈利的耳朵。
“呼神护卫！”
His voice sounded dim and distant. Another wisp of silver smoke, feebler than the last, drifted from the wand - he couldn't do it any more, he couldn't work the spell.
There was laughter inside his own head, shrill, high-pitched laughter . . . he could smell the Dementor's putrid, death-cold breath filling his own lungs, drowning him - think . . . something happy . . .
But there was no happiness in him . . . the Dementor's icy fingers were closing on his throat - the high-patched laughter was growing louder and louder, and a voice spoke inside his head: 'Bow to death, Harry . . . it might even be painless . . . I would not know . . . I have never died
He was never going to see Ron and Hermione again -
And their faces burst clearly into his mind as he fought for breath.
'EXPECTO PATRONUM！'
An enormous silver stag erupted from the tip of Harry's wand; it's antlers caught the Dementor in the place where the heart should have been; it was thrown backwards, weightless as darkness, and as the stag charged, the Dementor swooped away, bat-like and defeated.
'THIS WAY！' Harry shouted at the stag. Wheeling around, he sprinted down the alleyway, holding the lit wand aloft. 'DUDLEY？ DUDLEY！'
他的声音显得模糊而遥远。又是一股银色烟雾，比刚才更加淡薄无力，从魔杖头上喷了出来——他无能为力了，他念不成这个咒语了。他的脑海里响起了笑声，尖厉、刺耳的笑声——他已经感到摄魂怪那股腐臭的、死亡般阴冷的气息灌满他的肺部，憋得他喘不过气来——想一想——快乐的事情——可是他内心已经没有丝毫喜悦——摄魂怪冰冷的手指就要掐住他的喉咙了——那尖厉、刺耳的笑声越来越响，他的脑海里有一个声音在说：“朝死亡屈服吧，哈利——甚至不会有任何痛苦——我不会知道——我从来没有死过——”
他再也见不到罗恩和赫敏了——他拼命地喘息着，他们的脸一下子清晰地浮现在他的脑海里。
“呼神护卫！”
一头巨大的银色牡鹿从哈利的魔杖头上喷了出来，两根鹿角直刺向摄魂怪的心脏所在的地方。摄魂怪被撞得连连后退，像周围的黑暗一样没有重量。牡鹿冲上前去，摄魂怪像蝙蝠一样扑闪到一边，匆匆逃走了。
“这边！”哈利朝牡鹿喊道。他转身拔腿在小巷里奔跑，手里高高举着点亮的魔杖。“达力？达力？”
He had run barely a dozen steps when he reached them: Dudley was curled up on the ground, his arms clamped over his face. A second Dementor was crouching low over him, gripping his wrists in its slimy hands, prising them slowly, almost lovingly apart, lowering its hooded head towards Dudley's face as though about to kiss him.
'GET IT！' Harry bellowed, and with a rushing, roaring sound, the silver stag he had conjured came galloping past him. The Dementor's eyeless face was barely an inch from Dudley's when the silver antlers caught it; the thing was thrown up into the air and, like its fellow, it soared away and was absorbed into the darkness; the stag cantered to the end of the alleyway and dissolved into silver mist.
Moon, stars and streetlamps burst back into life. A warm breeze swept the alleyway. Trees rustled in neighbouring gardens and the mundane rumble of cars in Magnolia Crescent filled the air again.
Harry stood quite still, all his senses vibrating, taking in the abrupt return to normality. After a moment, he became aware that his T-shirt was sticking to him; he was drenched in sweat.
He could not believe what had just happened. Dementors here, in Little Whinging.
Dudley lay curled up on the ground, whimpering and shaking. Harry bent down to see whether he was in a fit state to stand up, but then he heard loud, running footsteps behind him. Instinctively raising his wand again, he span on his heel to face the newcomer.
Mrs Figg, their batty old neighbour, came panting into sight. Her grizzled grey hair was escaping from its hairnet, a clanking String shopping bag was swinging from her wrist and her feet were halfway out of her tartan carpet slippers. Harry made to stow his wand hurriedly out of sight, but -
'Don't put it away, idiot boy！' she shrieked. 'What if there are more of them around？ Oh, I'm going to kill Mundungus Fletcher！'
他跑了十几步就赶到了他们跟前。达力蜷缩在地上，用两只胳膊死死地护着脸。第二个摄魂怪正矮身蹲在他身边，用两只黏糊糊的手抓住达力的手腕，几乎很温柔地把两只胳膊慢慢地掰开了，那颗戴兜帽的脑袋朝达力的脸垂下去，似乎要去亲吻他。
“抓住它！”哈利喊道，随着一阵快速的呼啸声，他变出来的那头银色牡鹿从他的身边跑过。摄魂怪那没有眼睛的脸离达力的脸只差不到一英寸了，说时迟那时快，银色的鹿角刺中了它，把它挑起来抛到半空。它就像刚才它的那个同伴一样，腾空逃走，被黑暗吞没了。牡鹿慢跑到小巷尽头，化为一股银色烟雾消失了。
月亮、星星和路灯一下子又发出了亮光。小巷里吹过一阵温暖的微风。邻居家花园里的沙沙树叶声、木兰花新月街那尘世里的汽车声又充斥了夜空。哈利一动不动地站着，所有的感官都在跳动不止，以适应这突然的变化。过了一会儿，他才意识到他的T恤衫粘在身上，他全身都被汗水湿透了。
他无法相信刚才发生的事情。摄魂怪出现在这里，在小惠金区。
达力蜷着身子躺在地上，抽抽搭搭，浑身发抖。哈利弯腰看看达力有没有可能站起来。就在这时，他听见身后传来重重的奔跑的脚步声。他本能地又举起魔杖，急转身面对着这个新来的人。
费格太太，他们那位脾气古怪的老邻居，气喘吁吁地出现在他们面前。她花白相间的头发从发网里散落出来，手腕上挂着一个丁当作响的网袋，两只脚都快从那双格子呢的厚拖鞋里滑出来了。哈利刚想赶紧把魔杖藏起来，只听——
“别藏啦，傻孩子！”她尖叫着说道，“如果周围还有他们的人怎么办呢？哦，我非宰了蒙顿格斯弗莱奇不可！”