哈利·波特与魔法石
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone


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    CHAPTER TWO THE VANISHING GLASS
    绗簩绔犮鎮勬倓娑堝け鐨勭幓鐠
    
    
    Nearly ten years had passed since the Dursleys had woken up to find their nephew on the front step, but Privet Drive had hardly changed at all. The sun rose on the same tidy front gardens and lit up the brass number four on the Dursleys' front door; it crept into their living room, which was almost exactly the same as it had been on the night when Mr. Dursley had seen that fateful news report about the owls. Only the photographs on the mantelpiece really showed how much time had passed. Ten years ago, there had been lots of pictures of what looked like a large pink beach ball wearing different-colored bonnets -- but Dudley Dursley was no longer a baby, and now the photographs showed a large blond boy riding his first bicycle, on a carousel at the fair, playing a computer game with his father, being hugged and kissed by his mother. The room held no sign at all that another boy lived in the house, too.
    鑷粠寰锋濈ぜ澶涓瑙夐啋鏉ュ湪澶ч棬鍙e彴闃朵笂鍙戠幇浠栦滑鐨勫鐢ヤ互鏉ワ紝蹇崄骞磋繃鍘讳簡锛屽コ璐炶矾鍗村嚑涔庢病鏈夊彉鍖栥傚お闃充緷鏃у崌鍒板眿鍓嶆暣娲佺殑鑺卞洯涓婄┖锛岀収浜痉鎬濈ぜ瀹跺ぇ闂ㄤ笂鐨勫洓鍙烽摐鐗岋紱闃冲厜鎮勬倓鐖繘浠栦滑鐨勮捣灞呭锛岃繖閲屽拰寰锋濈ぜ鍏堢敓褰撳勾鏀剁湅鍏充簬鐚ご楣扮殑閲嶅ぇ鏂伴椈鐨勯偅涓櫄涓婁竴妯′竴鏍枫傚彧鏈夊鐐夊彴涓婄殑鐓х墖鏄剧ず鍑烘祦閫濅簡澶氬皯鏃跺厜銆傚崄骞村墠锛岃繖閲屾憜鏀剧潃璁稿鐓х墖锛岀湅涓婂幓灏卞儚鎴寸潃浜旈鍏壊濠村効甯界殑涓鍙矇绾㈣壊鐨勫ぇ娴锋哗姘旂悆锛屽彧鏄揪鍔涘凡涓嶅啀鏄┐鍎夸簡锛岀収鐗囦笂鏄竴涓ぇ澶寸敺瀛╅獞鐫浠栫殑绗竴杈嗚嚜琛岃溅锛屽湪鍗氳浼氫笂涔樺潗鏃嬭浆鏈ㄩ┈锛岃窡鐖朵翰鐜╃數鑴戞父鎴忥紝琚瘝浜叉嫢鐫浜插惢銆傝繖涓埧闂撮噷娌℃湁浠讳綍杩硅薄琛ㄦ槑杩欐爧鎴垮瓙閲岃繕浣忕潃鍙︿竴涓敺瀛┿
    Yet Harry Potter was still there, asleep at the moment, but not for long. His Aunt Petunia was awake and it was her shrill voice that made the first noise of the day.
    鍝堝埄娉㈢壒杩樹綇鍦ㄨ繖閲岋紝姝ゅ埢浠栨鍦ㄧ潯瑙夛紝浣嗕笉浼氬お涔呫備粬鐨勪僵濡Ж濡堝凡缁忛啋浜嗭紝姣忓ぉ杩欓噷鍙戝嚭鐨勭涓澹板櫔闊冲氨鏄ス鐨勫皷鍙0銆
    "Up! Get up! Now!"
    鈥滆捣鏉ワ紒璧峰簥浜嗭紒璧跺揩锛佲
    Harry woke with a start. His aunt rapped on the door again.
    鍝堝埄琚儕閱掍簡銆備粬鐨勫Ж濡堝張鍦ㄦ媿鎵撲粬鐨勬埧闂ㄣ
    "Up!" she screeched. Harry heard her walking toward the kitchen and then the sound of the frying pan being put on the stove. He rolled onto his back and tried to remember the dream he had been having. It had been a good one. There had been a flying motorcycle in it. He had a funny feeling he'd had the same dream before.
    鈥滆捣鏉ワ紒鈥濆ス灏栧彨閬撱傚搱鍒╁惉瑙佸ス鏈濆帹鎴胯蛋鍘伙紝鎺ョ潃灏辨槸鐓庨攨鏀惧埌鐐夊瓙涓婄殑澹伴煶銆備粬缈昏韩鑳屽鐫闂紝灏藉姏鍥炲繂鍒氭墠鍋氳繃鐨勬ⅵ銆傞偅鏄竴涓ソ姊︺傛ⅵ閲屾湁涓杈嗕細椋炵殑鎽╂墭杞︺備粬鎰熷埌寰堟湁瓒o紝浼间箮浠ュ墠涔熷仛杩囧悓鏍风殑姊︺
    His aunt was back outside the door.
    濮ㄥ鍙堟潵鍒伴棬澶栥
    "Are you up yet?" she demanded.
    鈥滀綘璧锋潵浜嗗悧锛熲濆ス杩介棶銆
    "Nearly," said Harry.
    鈥滃揩浜嗐傗濆搱鍒╄銆
    "Well, get a move on, I want you to look after the bacon. And don't you dare let it burn, I want everything perfect on Duddy's birthday."
    鈥滃揩浜嗭紝閭e氨璧剁揣锛屾垜瑕佷綘鐪嬬潃鐔忓捀鑲夈備綘鏁㈡妸瀹冪厧绯婁簡璇曡瘯銆傛垜瑕佽揪鍔涚敓鏃ヨ繖涓澶╀竴鍒囬兘椤洪『褰撳綋銆傗
    Harry groaned.
    鍝堝埄鍜曞摑浜嗕竴澹般
    "What did you say?" his aunt snapped through the door.
    鈥滀綘璇翠粈涔堬紵鈥濆Ж濡堝張鍦ㄥ帀澹伴棶銆
    "Nothing, nothing..."
    鈥滄病浠涔堬紝娌′粈涔堚︹︹
    Dudley's birthday -- how could he have forgotten? Harry got slowly out of bed and started looking for socks. He found a pair under his bed and, after pulling a spider off one of them, put them on. Harry was used to spiders, because the cupboard under the stairs was full of them, and that was where he slept.
    杈惧姏鐨勭敓鏃ワ紝浠栨庝箞浼氬繕璁板憿锛熷搱鍒╂參鎱㈠悶鍚炲湴浠庡簥涓婄埇璧锋潵锛屽紑濮嬫壘琚滃瓙銆備粬浠庡簥搴曚笅鎵惧埌涓鍙岃瀛愶紝浠庡叾涓竴鍙瀛愪笂鎶撲笅涓鍙湗铔涳紝鐒跺悗鎶婅瀛愮┛涓娿傚搱鍒╁铚樿洓鏃╁氨涔犳儻浜嗭紝鍥犱负妤兼涓嬭竟鐨勭鏌滈噷鍒板鏄湗铔涳紝鑰屼粬灏辩潯鍦ㄩ偅閲屻
    When he was dressed he went down the hall into the kitchen. The table was almost hidden beneath all Dudley's birthday presents. It looked as though Dudley had gotten the new computer he wanted, not to mention the second television and the racing bike. Exactly why Dudley wanted a racing bike was a mystery to Harry, as Dudley was very fat and hated exercise -- unless of course it involved punching somebody. Dudley's favorite punching bag was Harry, but he couldn't often catch him. Harry didn't look it, but he was very fast.
    浠栫┛濂戒簡琛f湇锛岄『鐫璧板粖鏉ュ埌鍘ㄦ埧閲屻傞妗屽嚑涔庤杈惧姏鐨勭敓鏃ョぜ鐗╁爢寰楁弧婊$殑銆傜湅鏉ヨ揪鍔涙敹鍒颁簡浠栨兂瑕佺殑鏂扮數鑴戯紝鑷充簬绗簩鍙扮數瑙嗘満锛岃繕鏈夎窇杞﹀氨鏇翠笉鍦ㄨ瘽涓嬩簡銆傝揪鍔涗负浠涔堟兂瑕佷竴杈嗚禌杞︼紝杩欏浜庡搱鍒╂潵璇达紝鏄竴涓皽锛屽洜涓鸿揪鍔涜儢涔庝箮鐨勶紝鑰屼笖璁ㄥ帉閿荤偧銆傚綋鐒讹紝闄ら潪杩欑閿荤偧鍖呮嫭鎷宠剼鐩稿姞銆備粬鏈鍠滄鐨勬嫵鍑诲悐鐞冨氨鏄搱鍒╋紝鍙粬骞朵笉鏄粡甯歌兘鎶撲綇浠栥傚搱鍒╃湅璧锋潵寰堝崟钖勶紝浣嗕粬鍔ㄤ綔鏈烘晱銆
    Perhaps it had something to do with living in a dark cupboard, but Harry had always been small and skinny for his age. He looked even smaller and skinnier than he really was because all he had to wear were old clothes of Dudley's, and Dudley was about four times bigger than he was. Harry had a thin face, knobbly knees, black hair, and bright green eyes. He wore round glasses held together with a lot of Scotch tape because of all the times Dudley had punched him on the nose. The only thing Harry liked about his own appearance was a very thin scar on his forehead that was shaped like a bolt of lightning. He had had it as long as he could remember, and the first question he could ever remember asking his Aunt Petunia was how he had gotten it.
    涔熻鍜屽搱鍒╅暱骞翠綇鍦ㄩ粦娲炴礊鐨勭鏌滈噷鏈変簺鍏崇郴锛屼粬鏄惧緱姣斾粬鐨勫悓榫勪汉鐦﹀皬銆備粬鐪嬩笂鍘荤敋鑷虫瘮浠栧疄闄呯殑韬潗杩樿鐦﹀皬锛屽洜涓轰粬鍙兘绌胯揪鍔涚殑鏃ц。鏈嶏紝鑰岃揪鍔涜姣斾粬楂樺ぇ涓夊洓鍊嶃傚搱鍒╂湁涓寮犳秷鐦︾殑闈㈠瓟銆佽啙鐩栭绐佸嚭鐨勮啙鐩栥佷箤榛戠殑澶村彂鍜屼竴瀵圭繝缁跨殑鐪肩潧銆備粬鎴寸潃涓鍓敤璁稿閫忔槑鑳跺甫绮樺湪涓璧风殑鍦嗘鐪奸暅锛屽洜涓鸿揪鍔涙荤敤鎷冲ご鎻嶄粬鐨勯蓟瀛愩傚搱鍒╁鑷繁鐨勫琛ㄦ渶鍠滄鐨勫氨鏄澶翠笂閭i亾鍍忛棯鐢典技鐨勬贰娣$殑鐤ょ棔銆傝繖閬撶枻鐥曚粠浠栬浜嬭捣灏辨湁浜嗭紝浠栬寰椾粬闂僵濡Ж濡堢殑绗竴涓棶棰樺氨鏄繖閬撲激鐤ゆ槸鎬庝箞钀戒笅鐨勩
    "In the car crash when your parents died," she had said. "And don't ask questions."
    鈥滄槸鍦ㄤ綘鐖舵瘝琚挒姝荤殑閭e満杞︾ジ涓惤涓嬬殑銆傗濆ス杩欎箞璇达紝鈥滀笉璁搁棶闂銆傗
    Don't ask questions -- that was the first rule for a quiet life with the Dursleys.
    涓嶈闂棶棰樷斺旇涓庡痉鎬濈ぜ涓瀹剁浉瀹夋棤浜嬶紝杩欐槸瑙勭珷鐨勭涓鏉°
    Uncle Vernon entered the kitchen as Harry was turning over the bacon.
    寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗鏉ュ埌鍘ㄦ埧鏃讹紝鍝堝埄姝e湪缈荤啅鍜歌倝銆
    "Comb your hair!" he barked, by way of a morning greeting.
    鈥滄妸浣犵殑澶村彂姊充竴姊筹紒鈥濅粬鍜嗗摦鐫锛岃繖鏄粬鏃╂櫒瑙侀潰鎵撴嫑鍛肩殑鏂瑰紡銆
    About once a week, Uncle Vernon looked over the top of his newspaper and shouted that Harry needed a haircut. Harry must have had more haircuts than the rest of the boys in his class put together, but it made no difference, his hair simply grew that way - all over the place.
    鍑犱箮姣忓懆涓娆★紝寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗浠庝粬鐨勬姤绾镐笂鏂圭湅鐪嬪搱鍒╋紝瀵瑰搱鍒╁ぇ鍠婂ぇ鍙浠栬鍘荤悊鍙戜簡銆傚搱鍒╃悊鍙戠殑娆℃暟瑕佹瘮浠栫彮涓婃墍鏈夌殑鍚屽鐞嗗彂娆℃暟鐨勬诲拰杩樿澶氾紝鍙竴鐐逛篃涓嶈捣浣滅敤锛屼粬鐨勫ご鍙戠収鏃х柉闀裤
    Harry was frying eggs by the time Dudley arrived in the kitchen with his mother. Dudley looked a lot like Uncle Vernon. He had a large pink face, not much neck, small, watery blue eyes, and thick blond hair that lay smoothly on his thick, fat head. Aunt Petunia often said that Dudley looked like a baby angel -- Harry often said that Dudley looked like a pig in a wig.
    鍝堝埄姝e湪鐓庤泲鐨勬椂鍊欙紝杈惧姏鍜屼粬姣嶄翰涓璧锋潵鍒板帹鎴裤傝揪鍔涙洿鍍忓紬鍐滃Ж鐖讹細涓寮犵矇绾㈣壊鐨勯摱鐩嗗ぇ鑴革紝鑴栧瓙寰堢煭锛屼竴瀵规按姹豹鐨勮摑鐪肩潧锛屾祿瀵嗙殑閲戝彂骞虫暣鍦拌创鍦ㄤ粬閭e帤瀹炵殑鑳栦箮涔庣殑鑴戣涓娿備僵濡Ж濡堝父璇磋揪鍔涢暱寰楀儚灏忓ぉ浣匡紝鍙搱鍒╁嵈璇翠粬鍍忎竴澶存埓鍋囧彂鐨勭尓銆
    Harry put the plates of egg and bacon on the table, which was difficult as there wasn't much room. Dudley, meanwhile, was counting his presents. His face fell.
    鍝堝埄鎶婁竴鐩樼洏鐓庤泲鍜岀啅鍜歌倝鏀惧埌椁愭涓婏紝杩欏彲涓嶅鏄擄紝鍥犱负妗屼笂宸茬粡娌℃湁澶氫綑鐨勫湴鏂逛簡銆
    "Thirty-six," he said, looking up at his mother and father. "That's two less than last year."
    杩欐椂杈惧姏姝e湪娓呯偣浠栫殑绀煎搧锛屼粬鐨勮劯娌変簡涓嬫潵銆傗滀笁鍗佸叚锛屸濅粬鎶ご鐪嬬潃鐖舵瘝浜茶锛屸滄瘮鍘诲勾灏戜袱浠躲傗
    "Darling, you haven't counted Auntie Marge's present, see, it's here under this big one from Mommy and Daddy."
    鈥滀翰鐖辩殑锛屼綘杩樻病绠椾笂鐜涘К濮戝閫佺粰浣犵殑绀肩墿鍛備綘鐪嬶紝鍦ㄤ綘濡堝鐖哥埜閫佺粰浣犵殑澶у寘涓嬭竟鍛傗
    "All right, thirty-seven then," said Dudley, going red in the face. Harry, who could see a huge Dudley tantrum coming on, began wolfing down his bacon as fast as possible in case Dudley turned the table over.
    鈥滃ソ鍚э紝閭e氨涓夊崄涓冧欢銆傗濊揪鍔涜锛屼粬鐨勮劯娑ㄥ緱閫氱孩銆傚搱鍒╃湅寰楀嚭杈惧姏灏辫澶у彂闆烽渾浜嗭紝浜庢槸瓒佽揪鍔涜繕娌℃湁鎶婇妗屾巰缈伙紝杩炲繖鐙煎悶铏庡捊锛屾妸浠栫殑涓浠界啅鍜歌倝涓鎵屽厜銆
    Aunt Petunia obviously scented danger, too, because she said quickly, "And we'll buy you another two presents while we're out today. How's that, popkin? Two more presents. Is that all right'' Dudley thought for a moment. It looked like hard work. Finally he said slowly, "So I'll have thirty ... thirty..."
    浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ鏄剧劧涔熷梾鍑轰簡鍗遍櫓鐨勪俊鍙凤紝杩炲繖璇达細鈥滀粖澶╂垜浠笂琛楃殑鏃跺欙紝鍐嶅幓缁欎綘涔颁袱浠剁ぜ鐗┿傛庝箞鏍凤紝瀹濊礉銆傚啀涔颁袱浠剁ぜ鐗╋紝杩欐牱濂戒簡鍚э紵鈥濊揪鍔涙兂浜嗕竴浼氬効锛岃繖浼间箮鏄竴浠跺緢鍥伴毦鐨勫伐浣溿傛渶鍚庝粬鎬荤畻鎱㈡參鍚炲悶鍦拌锛氣滈偅鎴戝氨鏈変笁鍗佲︹︿笁鍗佲︹︹
    "Thirty-nine, sweetums," said Aunt Petunia.
    鈥滀笁鍗佷節浠讹紝鎴戠殑蹇冭倽瀹濊礉銆傗濅僵濡Ж濡堣銆
    "Oh." Dudley sat down heavily and grabbed the nearest parcel. "All right then."
    鈥滃摝锛屸濊揪鍔涢噸閲嶅湴鍧愪笅鏉ワ紝鎶撹捣绂讳粬鏈杩戠殑涓鍙ぜ鍖咃紝鈥滈偅濂藉惂銆傗
    Uncle Vernon chuckled. "Little tyke wants his money's worth, just like his father. 'Atta boy, Dudley!" He ruffled Dudley's hair.
    寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗鍜挴鍦扮瑧浜嗭紝鈥滆繖灏忔満鐏甸鏄湪绠椾粬鐨勮繘璐﹀憿锛岃繖涓鐐硅窡浠栬佺埜涓妯′竴鏍枫傛湁浣犵殑锛屽ソ灏忓瓙锛岃揪鍔涳紒鈥濅粬鎻変簡鎻夎揪鍔涚殑澶村彂銆
    At that moment the telephone rang and Aunt Petunia went to answer it while Harry and Uncle Vernon watched Dudley unwrap the racing bike, a video camera, a remote control airplane, sixteen new computer games, and a VCR. He was ripping the paper off a gold wristwatch when Aunt Petunia came back from the telephone looking both angry and worried.
    杩欐椂鐢佃瘽閾冨搷浜嗭紝浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ璺戝幓鎺ョ數璇濄傚搱鍒╁拰寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗鐪嬬潃杈惧姏鎷嗗寘锛屼竴杈嗚禌杞︺佷竴鍙版憚鍍忔満銆佷竴鏋堕仴鎺ч鏈恒佸崄鍏洏鏂板嚭鐨勭數鑴戞父鎴忓厜鐩樺拰涓鍙扮甯﹀綍鍍忔満銆備粬姝e湪鎾曞紑涓鍧楅噾琛ㄧ殑鍖呰鏃讹紝浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ鎺ュ畬鐢佃瘽鍥炴潵浜嗭紝鏄惧緱鍙堢敓姘旓紝鍙堢潃鎬ャ
    "Bad news, Vernon," she said. "Mrs. Figg's broken her leg. She can't take him." She jerked her head in Harry's direction.
    鈥滃潖娑堟伅锛屽紬鍐滐紝鈥濆ス璇达紝鈥滆垂鏍煎お澶妸鑵挎憯鏂簡锛屼笉鑳芥潵鎺ヤ粬浜嗐傗濆ス鏈濆搱鍒╅偅杈圭偣浜嗕竴涓嬪ご銆
    Dudley's mouth fell open in horror, but Harry's heart gave a leap. Every year on Dudley's birthday, his parents took him and a friend out for the day, to adventure parks, hamburger restaurants, or the movies. Every year, Harry was left behind with Mrs. Figg, a mad old lady who lived two streets away. Harry hated it there. The whole house smelled of cabbage and Mrs. Figg made him look at photographs of all the cats she'd ever owned.
    杈惧姏鍚撳緱寮犲彛缁撹垖锛屽搱鍒╁嵈楂樺叴寰楀績閲屾︽︾洿璺炽傛瘡骞磋揪鍔涚敓鏃ラ偅涓澶╋紝浠栫殑鐖舵瘝鎬诲甫鐫浠栧拰鍙︿竴浣嶆湅鍙嬪嚭鍘荤帺涓澶╋紝涓婃父涔愬洯锛屽悆姹夊牎鍖呮垨鏄湅鐢靛奖銆傛妸鍝堝埄鐣欑粰璐规牸澶お锛屼竴涓綇鍦ㄧ杩欓噷鏈変袱鏉¤鐨勭柉鑰佸﹩瀛愩傚搱鍒╄鍘岃垂鏍煎お澶綇鐨勫湴鏂癸紝婊″眿瀛愰兘鏄嵎蹇冭彍鍛筹紱璐规牸澶お杩橀潪瑕佷粬鐪嬪ス杩囧幓鍏昏繃鐨勫嚑鍙尗鍜殑鐓х墖銆
    "Now what?" said Aunt Petunia, looking furiously at Harry as though he'd planned this. Harry knew he ought to feel sorry that Mrs. Figg had broken her leg, but it wasn't easy when he reminded himself it would be a whole year before he had to look at Tibbles, Snowy, Mr. Paws, and Tufty again.
    鈥滅幇鍦ㄦ庝箞鍔烇紵鈥濅僵濡Ж濡堟皵鎬ヨ触鍧忓湴鐪嬬潃鍝堝埄锛屼豢浣涜繖涓鍒囬兘鏄搱鍒╀竴鎵嬬瓥鍒掔殑銆傚搱鍒╃煡閬撲粬搴斿綋涓鸿垂鏍煎お澶憯鏂吙鎰熷埌闅捐繃锛屼絾鏄綋浠栨兂鍒拌鏁存暣涓骞翠箣鍚庝粬鎵嶄細鍐嶈鍒拌涪韪侀洩鍎裤佺埅瀛愬厛鐢熷拰姣涙瘺锛堥兘鏄尗鐨勫悕瀛楋級锛屼粬鍙堣寰楅毦杩囦笉璧锋潵浜嗐
    "We could phone Marge," Uncle Vernon suggested.
    鈥滃挶浠粰鐜涘К鎸備釜鐢佃瘽鍚с傗濆紬鍐滃Ж鐖跺缓璁銆
    "Don't be silly, Vernon, she hates the boy."
    鈥滃埆鐘偦浜嗭紝寮楀啘锛屽ス璁ㄥ帉杩欏瀛愩傗
    The Dursleys often spoke about Harry like this, as though he wasn't there -- or rather, as though he was something very nasty that couldn't understand them, like a slug.
    寰锋濈ぜ澶缁忓父杩欐牱褰撻潰璋堣鍝堝埄锛屼豢浣涘搱鍒╂牴鏈笉鍦ㄥ満锛岀敋鑷宠涓轰粬鏄竴涓潪甯歌鍘岀殑鍚笉鎳備粬浠璇濈殑涓滆タ锛屾瘮濡傚儚涓鏉¢蓟娑曡櫕銆
    "What about what's-her-name, your friend -- Yvonne?"
    鈥滃ス鍙粈涔堟潵鐫锛屼綘鐨勯偅浣嶆湅鍙嬧︹︿紛鑺紝鎬庝箞鏍凤紵鈥
    "On vacation in Majorca," snapped Aunt Petunia.
    鈥滀笂椹害鍗″矝鈶犲害鍋囧幓浜嗐傗濆ス鍘夊0璇淬
    "You could just leave me here," Harry put in hopefully (he'd be able to watch what he wanted on television for a change and maybe even have a go on Dudley's computer).
    鈥滀綘浠彲浠ユ妸鎴戠暀鍦ㄥ閲屻傗濆搱鍒╂弧鎬甯屾湜鍦版彃鍢磋銆傦紙杩欐牱浠栧氨鍙互鐪嬩粬鎯崇湅鐨勭數瑙嗚妭鐩紝鏀瑰彉涓涓嬪彛鍛筹紝璇翠笉瀹氳繕鑳借瘯鐫鐜╀竴鎶婅揪鍔涚殑鐢佃剳銆傦級
    Aunt Petunia looked as though she'd just swallowed a lemon.
    浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ鐪嬭捣鏉ュ儚鍒氬垰鍚炰笅浜嗕竴鍙煚妾
    "And come back and find the house in ruins?" she snarled.
    鈥滃ソ璁╂垜浠洖鏉ョ湅鍒版暣涓埧瀛愰兘缁欐瘉浜嗭紵鈥濆ス澶у惣閬撱
    "I won't blow up the house," said Harry, but they weren't listening.
    鈥滄垜涓嶄細鎶婃埧瀛愮偢鎺夌殑銆傗濆搱鍒╄銆傚彲浠栦滑鏍规湰涓嶅惉銆
    "I suppose we could take him to the zoo," said Aunt Petunia slowly, "... and leave him in the car...."
    鈥滄垜鎯虫垜浠彲浠ュ甫浠栧埌鍔ㄧ墿鍥幓锛屸濅僵濡Ж濡堟參鍚炲悶鍦拌锛屸溾︹︾劧鍚庢妸浠栫暀鍦ㄨ溅涓娾︹︹
    "That car's new, he's not sitting in it alone...."
    鈥滈偅鏄締鏂拌溅锛屼笉鑳借浠栦竴涓汉寰呭湪杞︿笂鈥︹︹
    Dudley began to cry loudly. In fact, he wasn't really crying -- it had been years since he'd really cried -- but he knew that if he screwed up his face and wailed, his mother would give him anything he wanted.
    杈惧姏澶у摥璧锋潵銆傚叾瀹烇紝浠栧苟娌℃湁鐪熷摥锛屼粬宸茬粡鏈夊ソ澶氬勾娌℃湁鐪熺殑鍝繃浜嗐備粬鐭ラ亾锛屽彧瑕佷粬涓鍝抚鐫鑴革紝鍡峰椃鍦板彿鍙紝姣嶄翰灏变細婊¤冻浠栫殑浠讳綍瑕佹眰銆
    "Dinky Duddydums, don't cry, Mummy won't let him spoil your special day!" she cried, flinging her arms around him.
    鈥滄垜鐨勫ソ蹇冭倽瀹濊礉锛屽埆鍝紝濡堝涓嶄細璁╀粬鎼呬贡浣犵殑濂芥棩瀛愮殑锛佲濆ス鍠婄潃锛屼竴涓嬪瓙鎶婁粬鎼傚埌鎬閲屻
    "I... don't... want... him... t-t-to come!" Dudley yelled between huge, pretend sobs. "He always sp- spoils everything!" He shot Harry a nasty grin through the gap in his mother's arms.
    鈥滄垜鈥︹︿笉鈥︹︽兂璁┾︹︿粬鈥︹﹀幓鈥︹﹀幓锛佲濊揪鍔涗竴杈规娊鎶芥惌鎼湴鍋囧摥锛屼竴杈规柇鏂画缁湴澶у枈澶у彨锛屸滀粬鎬绘槸鎶婁粈涔堥兘寮勫潖浜嗭紒鈥濅粬韬插湪姣嶄翰鑷傚集閲屼笉鎬濂芥剰鍦版湞鍝堝埄鎾囧槾涓绗戙
    Just then, the doorbell rang -- "Oh, good Lord, they're here!" said Aunt Petunia frantically -- and a moment later, Dudley's best friend, Piers Polkiss, walked in with his mother. Piers was a scrawny boy with a face like a rat. He was usually the one who held people's arms behind their backs while Dudley hit them. Dudley stopped pretending to cry at once.
    姝e湪杩欐椂锛岄棬閾冨搷浜嗐傗滃搸鍛锛屽ぉ鍝紝浠栦滑鏉ヤ簡锛佲濅僵濡Ж濡堟厡鎱屽紶寮犲湴璇淬傝繃浜嗕竴浼氬効锛岃揪鍔涙渶瑕佸ソ鐨勬湅鍙嬬毊灏旀尝濂囨柉鍜屼粬鐨勬瘝浜蹭竴璧疯繘鏉ヤ簡銆傜毊灏旂槮楠ㄥ稒宄嬶紝鑴稿儚鑰侀紶鑴搞傚儚浠栬繖绉嶄汉鎬绘槸鍦ㄨ揪鍔涙墦浜虹殑鏃跺欙紝鎶婃尐鎵撲汉鐨勫弻鎵嬪弽鍓湪鑳屽悗锛岀墷鐗㈡姄浣忋傝揪鍔涚珛鍒讳笉瑁呭摥浜嗐
    Half an hour later, Harry, who couldn't believe his luck, was sitting in the back of the Dursleys' car with Piers and Dudley, on the way to the zoo for the first time in his life. His aunt and uncle hadn't been able to think of anything else to do with him, but before they'd left, Uncle Vernon had taken Harry aside.
    鍝堝埄绠鐩翠笉鏁㈢浉淇¤嚜宸辫繖涔堣蛋杩愩傚崐灏忔椂鍚庯紝浠栧拰鐨皵銆佽揪鍔涘潗鍦ㄥ痉鎬濈ぜ鐨勭瀹惰溅鍚庡骇锛岀敓骞崇涓娆″悜閫氬線鍔ㄧ墿鍥殑璺笂椹跺幓浜嗐備粬濮ㄧ埗濮ㄥ鎯充笉鍑轰换浣曞埆鐨勫姙娉曞畨缃粬锛屼笉杩囧湪鍔ㄨ韩鍓嶏紝寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗鎶婂搱鍒╁彨鍒颁竴鏃併
    "I'm warning you," he had said, putting his large purple face right up close to Harry's, "I'm warning you now, boy -- any funny business, anything at all -- and you'll be in that cupboard from now until Christmas."
    鈥滄垜璀﹀憡浣狅紝鈥濅粬鎶婄孩寰楀彂绱殑澶ц劯鍑戝埌鍝堝埄璺熷墠璇达紝鈥滄垜鐜板湪璀﹀憡浣狅紝灏忓瓙锛屽彧瑕佷綘骞插嚭涓鐐圭偣锠簨鈥︹﹀共鍑轰换浣曚簨鈥︹﹂偅浣犲氨鍦ㄤ綘鐨勭鏌滈噷寰呯潃锛岀瓑鍦h癁鑺傚啀鍑烘潵鍚с傗
    "I'm not going to do anything," said Harry, "honestly..
    鈥滄垜浠涔堜簨涔熶笉浼氬仛鐨勶紝鈥濆搱鍒╄锛屸滅湡鐨勨︹︹
    But Uncle Vernon didn't believe him. No one ever did.
    浣嗗紬鍐滃Ж鐖朵笉鐩镐俊浠栥備粠鏉ユ病鏈変汉鐩镐俊浠栫殑璇濄
    The problem was, strange things often happened around Harry and it was just no good telling the Dursleys he didn't make them happen.
    闂鏄搱鍒╁懆鍥村父甯镐細鍙戠敓涓浜涙簨锛屽嵆浣夸綘纾ㄧ牬鍢寸毊瀵瑰痉鎬濈ぜ澶璇撮偅浜涗簨涓庡搱鍒╂棤鍏筹紝涔熸槸鐧借垂鍞囪垖銆
    Once, Aunt Petunia, tired of Harry coming back from the barbers looking as though he hadn't been at all, had taken a pair of kitchen scissors and cut his hair so short he was almost bald except for his bangs, which she left "to hide that horrible scar." Dudley had laughed himself silly at Harry, who spent a sleepless night imagining school the next day, where he was already laughed at for his baggy clothes and taped glasses. Next morning, however, he had gotten up to find his hair exactly as it had been before Aunt Petunia had sheared it off He had been given a week in his cupboard for this, even though he had tried to explain that he couldn't explain how it had grown back so quickly.
    姣忔鍝堝埄鐞嗗彂鍥炴潵鎬诲儚鏍规湰娌℃湁鐞嗚繃涓鏍凤紝鏈変竴娆′僵濡Ж濡堝疄鍦ㄦ寜鎹轰笉浣忥紝灏变粠鍘ㄦ埧閲屾嬁鍑轰竴鎶婂壀鍒鍑犱箮鎶婁粬鐨勫ご鍙戝壀鍏変簡锛屽彧鐣欎笅鍓嶉潰涓缁哄ご鍙戔滅洊浣忎粬閭i亾鍙曠殑浼ょ枻鈥濄傝繖鎶婅揪鍔涚瑧寰楀墠浠板悗鍚堬紝鍙搱鍒╁嵈鏁村鐫′笉鐫锛屾濆墠鎯冲悗锛屼笉鐭ユ槑澶╄鎬庝箞鍘讳笂瀛︼紝鍚屽浠湰鏉ュ氨鎷夸粬閭h韩鏉炬澗鍨灝鐨勮。鏈嶅拰鐢ㄨ兌甯︾矘鐗㈢殑鐪奸暅褰撶瑧璇濄傚彲鍒颁簡绗簩澶╀竴鏃╀粬璧峰簥鐨勬椂鍊欙紝绔熷彂鐜拌嚜宸辩殑澶村彂鍙堟仮澶嶅埌浜嗕僵濡Ж濡堝壀瀹冧互鍓嶇殑鏍峰瓙銆傚敖绠′粬鎷煎懡杈╃櫧锛岃嚜宸变篃寮勪笉娓呭ご鍙戜负浠涔堣繖涔堝揩灏遍暱鍑烘潵浜嗭紝鍙槸涓鸿繖浠朵簨浠栬繕鏄浠栦滑鍦ㄧ鏌滈噷鍏充簡涓涓槦鏈熴
    Another time, Aunt Petunia had been trying to force him into a revolting old sweater of Dudley's (brown with orange puff balls) -- The harder she tried to pull it over his head, the smaller it seemed to become, until finally it might have fitted a hand puppet, but certainly wouldn't fit Harry. Aunt Petunia had decided it must have shrunk in the wash and, to his great relief, Harry wasn't punished.
    杩樻湁涓娆★紝浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ纭鍝堝埄绌夸竴浠舵棫鐨勫澶存瘺琛o紙杩欎欢姣涜。寰堥毦鐪嬶紝鏄鑹茬殑锛岀紑鏈夋鑹茬殑灏忔瘺鐞冿級銆傚ス瓒婃槸寰鍝堝埄澶翠笂濂楋紝姣涜。灏辩缉寰楄秺灏忥紝鏈鍚庣缉寰楀彧鑳界粰鎺屼笂鏈ㄥ伓绌匡紝鍝堝埄绌垮綋鐒舵槸涓嶅悎閫備簡銆備僵濡Ж濡堟柇瀹氭槸娲楃殑鏃跺欑缉姘翠簡锛屼篃灏辨病鏈夊缃氬搱鍒╋紝浣夸粬澶уぇ鏉句簡涓鍙f皵銆
    On the other hand, he'd gotten into terrible trouble for being found on the roof of the school kitchens. Dudley's gang had been chasing him as usual when, as much to Harry's surprise as anyone else's, there he was sitting on the chimney. The Dursleys had received a very angry letter from Harry's headmistress telling them Harry had been climbing school buildings. But all he'd tried to do (as he shouted at Uncle Vernon through the locked door of his cupboard) was jump behind the big trash cans outside the kitchen doors. Harry supposed that the wind must have caught him in mid- jump.
    鍙︿竴娆★紝鍝堝埄鍦ㄥ鏍′紮鎴跨殑灞嬮《琚彂鐜颁簡锛岃繖鍙粰浠栨児鍑轰簡寰堝ぇ鐨勯夯鐑︺傝揪鍔涘拰浠栫殑涓浼欒窡寰甯镐竴鏍疯拷鐫鍝堝埄璺戯紝缁撴灉鍝堝埄绔熷潗鍒颁簡浼欐埧鐨勭儫鍥变笂锛岃繖浣夸粬鍙楀埌鐨勬儕鍚撳苟涓嶆瘮鍒汉灏忋傚痉鎬濈ぜ澶鏀跺埌濂虫牎闀跨殑涓灏佷俊锛屽コ鏍¢暱寰堢敓姘旓紝鍛婅瘔浠栦滑鍝堝埄鐖埌瀛︽牎妤奸《涓婂幓浜嗐備絾浠栧綋鏃跺彧鏄紙姝e浠栧湪涓婁簡閿佺殑纰楁煖閲屾湞浠栧Ж鐖跺ぇ鍠婂ぇ鍙椂鎵璇寸殑锛夊湪鍚戜紮鎴垮杈圭殑澶у瀮鍦剧鍚庨潰璺炽傚搱鍒╃寽鎯冲ぇ姒傛槸椋庡崐璺笂鎶婁粬鎵樹笂鍘讳簡銆
    But today, nothing was going to go wrong. It was even worth being with Dudley and Piers to be spending the day somewhere that wasn't school, his cupboard, or Mrs. Figg's cabbage-smelling living room.
    浠婂ぉ涓嶄細鍑轰粈涔堝樊閿欎簡銆備粬瑙夊緱鍙涓嶅緟鍦ㄥ鏍°佷笉寰呭湪浠栫殑纰楁煖閲屾垨璐规牸澶お婊″眿鍗峰績鑿滃懗鐨勮捣灞呭閲岋紝鍗充娇璺熻揪鍔涙垨鐨皵涓璧峰湪浠涔堝湴鏂规秷纾ㄤ竴澶╀篃鏄煎緱鐨勩
    While he drove, Uncle Vernon complained to Aunt Petunia. He liked to complain about things: people at work, Harry, the council, Harry, the bank, and Harry were just a few of his favorite subjects. This morning, it was motorcycles.
    寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗涓杈瑰紑杞︼紝涓杈瑰浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ鎶辨ㄣ備粬鎬诲枩娆㈡ㄥぉ灏や汉锛屽伐浣滀腑閬囧埌鐨勪汉銆佸搱鍒╋紝寮浼氥佸搱鍒╋紝閾惰銆佸搱鍒╋紝杩欐槸浠栧枩娆㈡姳鎬ㄧ殑灏戞暟鍑犱釜璇濋銆備粖澶╂棭涓婁粬鎶辨ㄧ殑鏄懇鎵樿溅銆
    "... roaring along like maniacs, the young hoodlums," he said, as a motorcycle overtook them.
    鈥滃儚鐤瓙涓鏍凤紝涓璺惣涓病瀹岋紝杩欎簺灏忓厰宕藉瓙銆傗濆綋涓杈嗘懇鎵樿溅瓒呰溅鏃讹紝浠栬銆
    I had a dream about a motorcycle," said Harry, remembering suddenly. "It was flying."
    鈥滄垜姊﹁杩囦竴杈嗘懇鎵樿溅锛屸濆搱鍒╃獊鐒舵兂璧疯嚜宸辩殑姊︼紝璇达紝鈥滈偅杞﹁繕椋炲憿銆傗
    Uncle Vernon nearly crashed into the car in front. He turned right around in his seat and yelled at Harry, his face like a gigantic beet with a mustache: "MOTORCYCLES DON'T FLY!"
    寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗宸偣鎾炲埌鍓嶉潰鐨勮溅涓娿備粬浠庡骇浣嶄笂杞繃韬潵锛屼粬鐨勮劯娲诲儚涓涓暀鐫澶ц儭瀛愮殑澶х敎鑿滃ご銆備粬鏈濆搱鍒╁ぇ鍠婂ぇ鍙紝璇达細鈥滄懇鎵樿溅涓嶄細椋烇紒鈥
    Dudley and Piers sniggered.
    杈惧姏鍜岀毊灏斿悆鍚冨湴绗戣捣鏉ャ
    I know they don't," said Harry. "It was only a dream."
    鈥滄垜鐭ラ亾鎽╂墭杞︿笉浼氶锛屸濆搱鍒╄锛屸滈偅鍙槸涓涓ⅵ銆傗
    But he wished he hadn't said anything. If there was one thing the Dursleys hated even more than his asking questions, it was his talking about anything acting in a way it shouldn't, no matter if it was in a dream or even a cartoon -- they seemed to think he might get dangerous ideas.
    浠栨兂锛岃鏄粈涔堜篃娌℃湁璇村氨濂戒簡銆傛瘮闂棶棰樻洿璁╁痉鎬濈ぜ澶鎭肩伀鐨勫氨鏄粬鎬昏浜涜繚鍙嶅父瑙勭殑浜嬫儏锛屼笉绠℃槸鍋氭ⅵ姊﹀埌鐨勶紝杩樻槸浠庡姩鐢荤墖閲岀湅鏉ョ殑鈥斺斾粬浠涓轰粬鎬绘湁鍙兘浜х敓鍗遍櫓鐨勬兂娉曘
    It was a very sunny Saturday and the zoo was crowded with families. The Dursleys bought Dudley and Piers large chocolate ice creams at the entrance and then, because the smiling lady in the van had asked Harry what he wanted before they could hurry him away, they bought him a cheap lemon ice pop. It wasn't bad, either, Harry thought, licking it as they watched a gorilla scratching its head who looked remarkably like Dudley, except that it wasn't blond.
    杩欐槸涓涓槼鍏夌伩鐑傜殑鍛ㄦ湯锛屽姩鐗╁洯鎸ゆ弧浜嗕妇瀹跺嚭娓哥殑娓稿銆傚湪鍏ュ彛鐨勫湴鏂癸紝寰锋濈ぜ澶缁欒揪鍔涘拰鐨皵鍚勪拱浜嗕竴鏀ぇ宸у厠鍔涘啺娣囨穻锛涗粬浠繕娌℃潵寰楀強鎶婂搱鍒╁甫璧帮紝鍐版穱娣嬭溅涓婁竴浣嶇瑧鐩堢泩鐨勫皬濮愬氨宸茬粡鍦ㄩ棶鍝堝埄鎯冲悆鐐逛粈涔堬紝浠栦滑鍙ソ缁欏搱鍒╀拱浜嗕竴鏀究瀹滅殑鏌犳鍐版銆傚叾瀹炲啺妫嶄篃涓嶅潖锛屽搱鍒╁績閲屾兂銆備粬涓闈㈣垟鍐版锛屼竴闈㈣璧忎竴鍙鍦ㄦ悢澶寸殑澶х尒鐚╋紝杩欏彧澶х尒鐚╄窡杈惧姏闀垮緱鍍忔瀬浜嗭紝鍙笉杩囧畠鐨勬瘺鍙戜笉鏄噾鑹茬殑銆
    Harry had the best morning he'd had in a long time. He was careful to walk a little way apart from the Dursleys so that Dudley and Piers, who were starting to get bored with the animals by lunchtime, wouldn't fall back on their favorite hobby of hitting him. They ate in the zoo restaurant, and when Dudley had a tantrum because his knickerbocker glory didn't have enough ice cream on top, Uncle Vernon bought him another one and Harry was allowed to finish the first.
    濂介暱鏃堕棿浠ユ潵锛岃繖鏄搱鍒╂渶寮蹇冪殑涓涓棭鏅ㄤ簡銆備粬鐗瑰湴灏忓績缈肩考鍦板拰寰锋濈ぜ澶淇濇寔涓灏忔璺濈锛岄槻澶囪揪鍔涘拰鐨皵鍒板悆鍗堥キ鐨勬椂鍊欙紝鐪嬪姩鐗╃湅鐑︿簡锛屽洖杩囧ご鏉ョ帺浠栦滑鐨勬嬁鎵嬪ソ鎴忊斺旇拷鎵撲粬銆備粬浠湪鍔ㄧ墿鍥鍘呭悆鍗堥キ锛岃揪鍔涘珜缁欎粬鏉ョ殑涓浠藉僵瀹濆湥浠d笉澶熷ぇ锛屼簬鏄張澶у彂鑴炬皵銆傚紬鍐滃Ж鐖惰刀绱х粰浠栫偣浜嗕竴浠藉ぇ鐨勶紝鎶婂師鍏堥偅浠借鍝堝埄鍚冩帀浜嗐
    Harry felt, afterward, that he should have known it was all too good to last.
    鍝堝埄浜嬪悗鎯虫兂锛屼粬瑙夊緱鑷繁搴斿綋鏄庣櫧濂戒簨涓嶄細鎸佺画澶箙鐨勩
    After lunch they went to the reptile house. It was cool and dark in there, with lit windows all along the walls. Behind the glass, all sorts of lizards and snakes were crawling and slithering over bits of wood and stone. Dudley and Piers wanted to see huge, poisonous cobras and thick, man-crushing pythons. Dudley quickly found the largest snake in the place. It could have wrapped its body twice around Uncle Vernon's car and crushed it into a trash can -- but at the moment it didn't look in the mood. In fact, it was fast asleep.
    鍚冭繃鍗堥キ锛屼粬浠潵鍒颁簡鐖櫕棣嗐傞閲岄槾鍐枫佹櫐鏆楋紝娌垮洓闈㈠閮芥槸鏄庝寒鐨勭幓鐠冪獥銆傞殧鐫鐜荤拑鍙鍚勮壊铚ヨ湸鍜岃泧鍦ㄦ湪鍧椾笂鎴栫煶鍧椾笂鐖潵鐖幓锛屾簻婧滆揪杈俱傝揪鍔涘拰鐨皵鎯崇湅鐪嬫湁鍓ф瘨鐨勫ぇ鐪奸暅铔囧拰鏀诲嚮鎬у緢寮虹殑宸ㄨ煉銆傝揪鍔涘緢蹇氨鎵惧埌浜嗛閲屾渶澶х殑涓鏉″法锜掋傚畠鑳界敤瀹冪殑韬綋缂犵粫寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗鐨勬苯杞︿袱鍦堬紝鐒跺悗鎶婂畠鎸ゅ帇鎴愪竴鍫嗗簾閾併備笉杩囪繖鏃剁湅鏉ュ畠骞舵病鏈夎繖绉嶅績鎬濓紝瀹冪潯寰楁棣欏憿銆
    Dudley stood with his nose pressed against the glass, staring at the glistening brown coils.
    杈惧姏鐢ㄩ蓟瀛愮揣璐寸潃鐜荤拑鐩潃杩欑洏浜棯闂殑妫曡壊宸ㄨ煉銆
    "Make it move," he whined at his father. Uncle Vernon tapped on the glass, but the snake didn't budge.
    鈥滆瀹冨姩鍛銆傗濊揪鍔涘摷鍝煎敡鍞у湴澶眰浠栫埗浜层傚紬鍐滃Ж鐖舵暡浜嗘暡鐜荤拑锛屽法锜掑嵈绾逛笣涓嶅姩銆
    "Do it again," Dudley ordered. Uncle Vernon rapped the glass smartly with his knuckles, but the snake just snoozed on.
    鈥滃啀鏁蹭竴閬嶃傗濊揪鍔涘懡浠よ銆傚紬鍐滃Ж鐖剁敤鎸囪妭鐙犵嫚鍦版暡鐜荤拑锛屽彲澶ц煉缁х画鎵撶浌銆
    "This is boring," Dudley moaned. He shuffled away.
    鈥滅湡鐑︿汉銆傗濊揪鍔涙姳鎬ㄤ簡涓鍙ワ紝鎷栫潃鑴氭參鎱㈠悶鍚炲湴璧板紑浜嗐
    Harry moved in front of the tank and looked intently at the snake. He wouldn't have been surprised if it had died of boredom itself -- no company except stupid people drumming their fingers on the glass trying to disturb it all day long. It was worse than having a cupboard as a bedroom, where the only visitor was Aunt Petunia hammering on the door to wake you up; at least he got to visit the rest of the house.
    鍝堝埄鍦ㄥ法锜掑緟鐨勫ぇ鏌滃瓙鍓嶈竟鎸姩鐫鑴氭锛屼粩缁嗘墦閲忚繖鏉″法锜掋傚鏋滃畠鎬忔忎笉涔愭渶缁堝湪杩欓噷姝诲幓锛屽搱鍒╀笉浼氳寰楀鎬傚洜涓哄畠娌℃湁浼欎即锛屽彧鏈変竴浜涙剼锠㈢殑瀹朵紮鏁村ぉ鐢ㄦ墜鎸囨暡鐜荤拑鎯虫妸瀹冨紕閱掋傝繖姣旀嬁纰楁煖褰撳崸瀹ゆ洿绯熺硶锛屽敖绠℃瘡澶╂潵鍏夐【浠栫殑鍙湁浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ锛屾嵍闂ㄨ浠栬捣搴婏紝鍙嚦灏戜粬杩樿兘鍦ㄦ暣鏍嬫埧瀛愰噷鍒板璧拌蛋銆
    The snake suddenly opened its beady eyes. Slowly, very slowly, it raised its head until its eyes were on a level with Harry's.
    宸ㄨ煉绐佺劧鐫佸紑浜櫠鏅剁殑灏忕溂鐫涳紝鎱㈡參鍦般佹參鎱㈠湴鎶捣澶存潵锛岀洿鍒颁笌鍝堝埄鐨勭溂鐫涗竴鑸珮銆
    It winked.
    瀹冪湪浜嗙湪鐪笺
    Harry stared. Then he looked quickly around to see if anyone was watching. They weren't. He looked back at the snake and winked, too.
    鍝堝埄澶т负鎯婇獓銆備粬鍗冲埢椋炲揩鍦板洓涓嬮噷鎵簡涓鐪硷紝鐪嬫槸鍚︽湁浜哄湪娉ㄦ剰浠栦滑銆
    The snake jerked its head toward Uncle Vernon and Dudley, then raised its eyes to the ceiling. It gave Harry a look that said quite plainly:
    娌℃湁浜烘敞鎰忋備粬鍥炶繃澶存潵鐪嬬潃宸ㄨ煉锛屼篃瀵瑰畠鐪ㄤ簡鐪ㄧ溂銆傚法锜掔寷鍦版妸澶磋浆鍚戝紬鍐滃Ж鐖跺拰杈惧姏閭h竟锛岀劧鍚庡張鎶溂鐪嬬潃澶╄姳鏉裤傚畠鐨勭溂绁炴樉鐒跺湪瀵瑰搱鍒╄锛
    "I get that all the time.
    鈥滄垜鎬绘槸纰板埌鍍忎粬浠繖鏍风殑浜恒傗
    "I know," Harry murmured through the glass, though he wasn't sure the snake could hear him. "It must be really annoying."
    鈥滄垜鐭ラ亾銆傗濆搱鍒╅殧鐫鐜荤拑灏忓0璇达紝灏界浠栦笉鑳借偗瀹氬法锜掕兘鍚﹀惉鍒颁粬璇磋瘽銆
    The snake nodded vigorously.
    鈥滈偅涓瀹氳浣犲緢鐑︺傗濆法锜掔敤鍔涚偣鐐瑰ご銆
    "Where do you come from, anyway?" Harry asked.
    鈥滃埆鐨勪笉璇达紝浣犳槸浠庡摢閲屾潵鐨勶紵鈥濆搱鍒╅棶銆
    The snake jabbed its tail at a little sign next to the glass. Harry peered at it.
    宸ㄨ煉鐢╃潃灏惧反鐚涘湴鎷嶄簡涓涓嬬幓鐠冪獥涓婄殑涓鍧楀皬鐗屽瓙銆傚搱鍒╀粩缁嗙湅浜嗕竴涓嬨
    Boa Constrictor, Brazil.
    锜掕泧锛屽反瑗裤
    "Was it nice there?"
    鈥滈偅杈逛笉閿欏惂锛熲
    The boa constrictor jabbed its tail at the sign again and Harry read on: This specimen was bred in the zoo. "Oh, I see -- so you've never been to Brazil?"
    宸ㄨ煉鍙堢敥灏惧反鐚涘湴鎷嶄簡涓涓嬮偅鍧楃墝瀛愶紝鍝堝埄缁х画璇婚亾锛氳繖鏄湰鍔ㄧ墿鍥唴绻佹畺鐨勬牱鍝併傗滃摝锛屾垜鏄庣櫧浜嗏斺旇繖涔堣浣犱粠鏉ユ病鏈夊埌杩囧反瑗匡紵鈥
    As the snake shook its head, a deafening shout behind Harry made both of them jump.
    褰撳法锜掓鍦ㄦ憞澶村洖绛旀椂锛屽搱鍒╄儗鍚庣獊鐒朵紶鏉ラ渿鑰虫鑱嬬殑鍠婂彨锛屽搱鍒╁拰宸ㄨ煉閮藉悡浜嗕竴璺炽
    "DUDLEY! MR. DURSLEY! COME AND LOOK AT THIS SNAKE! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT IT'S DOING!"
    鈥滆揪鍔涳紒寰锋濈ぜ鍏堢敓锛佸揩鏉ョ湅杩欐潯铔囷紒浣犲喅涓嶄細鐩镐俊瀹冨湪鍋氫粈涔堬紒鈥
    Dudley came waddling toward them as fast as he could.
    杈惧姏鎽囨憞鎽嗘憜鍦拌刀绱ф湞浠栦滑璧拌繃鏉ャ
    "Out of the way, you," he said, punching Harry in the ribs. Caught by surprise, Harry fell hard on the concrete floor. What came next happened so fast no one saw how it happened -- one second, Piers and Dudley were leaning right up close to the glass, the next, they had leapt back with howls of horror.
    鈥滃埆鎸¢亾銆傗濅粬璇达紝鏈濆搱鍒╄兏鍙e氨鏄竴鎷炽傚搱鍒╂儕璁朵笉宸诧紝閲嶉噸鍦版憯鍦ㄦ按娉ュ湴涓娿傞殢鍚庡彂鐢熺殑浜嬶紝鍥犱负鏉ュ緱澶獊鐒讹紝璋佷篃璇翠笉娓呮鏄庝箞鍥炰簨銆傚彧瑙佺毊灏斿拰杈惧姏涓涓嬪瓙绱ц创鍦ㄧ幓鐠冧笂锛岄┈涓婂張鎯婃亹涓囩姸锛屽ぇ鍠婂ぇ鍙紝杩炶功甯﹁烦寰鍚庨鍘汇
    Harry sat up and gasped; the glass front of the boa constrictor's tank had vanished. The great snake was uncoiling itself rapidly, slithering out onto the floor. People throughout the reptile house screamed and started running for the exits.
    鍝堝埄鍧愯捣鏉ワ紝澶у彛鍠樻皵銆傝煉铔囨煖鍓嶇殑鐜荤拑涓嶈浜嗐傚法锜掕繀閫熷湴浼稿睍寮鐩樼潃鐨勮韩浣擄紝婧滃埌鍦版澘涓娿傛暣涓埇铏鐨勪汉閮藉皷鍙潃锛屽悜鍑哄彛璺戝幓銆
    As the snake slid swiftly past him, Harry could have sworn a low, hissing voice said, "Brazil, here I come.... Thanksss, amigo."
    宸ㄨ煉婧滆繃鍝堝埄韬梺鏃讹紝鍝堝埄娓呮竻妤氭鍦板惉鍒颁竴涓挐鍜濈殑澹伴煶杞昏交鍦拌锛氣滄垜鏄粠宸磋タ鏉ュ埌杩欓噷鐨勨︹﹀璋紝鎴戣蛋浜嗐傗
    The keeper of the reptile house was in shock.
    鐖櫕棣嗙殑绠$悊鍛樻繁鎰熼渿鎯娿
    "But the glass," he kept saying, "where did the glass go?"
    鈥滃彲杩欑幓鐠冿紝鈥濅粬涓嶅仠鍦板彣鍙紝鈥滆繖鐜荤拑鍒板摢閲屽幓浜嗭紵鈥
    The zoo director himself made Aunt Petunia a cup of strong, sweet tea while he apologized over and over again. Piers and Dudley could only gibber. As far as Harry had seen, the snake hadn't done anything except snap playfully at their heels as it passed, but by the time they were all back in Uncle Vernon's car, Dudley was telling them how it had nearly bitten off his leg, while Piers was swearing it had tried to squeeze him to death. But worst of all, for Harry at least, was Piers calming down enough to say, "Harry was talking to it, weren't you, Harry?"
    鍔ㄧ墿鍥洯闀垮啀涓夐亾姝夛紝骞朵翰鑷粰浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ娉′簡涓鏉姞绯栫殑娴撹尪銆傜毊灏斿拰杈惧姏鍙湪涓鏃佽儭瑷涔辫锛屼笢鎷夎タ鎵傚叾瀹炲氨鍝堝埄鎵鐪嬪埌鐨勶紝闄や簡宸ㄨ煉浠庝粬浠韩杈规簻杩囨椂锛岃窡浠栦滑闂圭潃鐜╋紝鎷嶆墦浜嗕竴涓嬩粬浠殑鑴氬悗璺燂紝鍒殑浠涔堜篃娌℃湁鍋氥傚彲鏄綋浠栦滑鍧愪笂寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗鐨勬苯杞﹀悗锛岃揪鍔涜璧蜂粬鐨勮吙濡備綍濡備綍宸偣鍎胯宸ㄨ煉鍜柇锛岀毊灏斿垯璧屽拻鍙戣獡璇磋繖鏉″法锜掓兂鎶婁粬缂犳銆傝屼笖锛屾渶绯熺硶鐨勬槸褰撶毊灏旈晣闈欎笅鏉ヤ互鍚庯紝浠栫獊鐒惰锛氣滃搱鍒╄繕璺熷畠璇磋瘽鍛紝鏄笉鏄紝鍝堝埄锛熲
    Uncle Vernon waited until Piers was safely out of the house before starting on Harry. He was so angry he could hardly speak. He managed to say, "Go -- cupboard -- stay -- no meals," before he collapsed into a chair, and Aunt Petunia had to run and get him a large brandy.
    寮楀啘濮ㄧ埗涓鐩寸瓑鍒扮毊灏斿畨鍏ㄧ寮浠栦滑瀹朵箣鍚庢墠寮濮嬭窡鍝堝埄绠楄处銆備粬姘斿緱鍑犱箮杩炶瘽閮借涓嶅嚭鏉ヤ簡銆備粬鍕夊己璇翠簡涓鍙ワ細鈥滃幓鈥斺旂鏌溾斺斿緟鐫鈥斺斾笉鍑嗗悆楗傗濆氨鍊掑湪鎵舵墜妞呴噷浜嗭紝浣╁Ξ濮ㄥ杩炲繖璺戝幓缁欎粬绔潵涓澶ф澂鐧藉叞鍦般
    Harry lay in his dark cupboard much later, wishing he had a watch. He didn't know what time it was and he couldn't be sure the Dursleys were asleep yet. Until they were, he couldn't risk sneaking to the kitchen for some food.
    鍝堝埄鍦ㄩ粦娲炴礊鐨勭鏌滈噷韬轰簡濂戒箙锛屼竴鐩寸浖鏈涜兘鏈変竴鍧楁墜琛ㄣ備粬涓嶇煡閬撶幇鍦ㄦ槸鍑犵偣閽燂紝鑰屼笖涔熶笉鑳借偗瀹氬痉鎬濈ぜ涓瀹舵槸涓嶆槸鐫′簡銆傜瓑浠栦滑鐫′簡锛屼粬灏卞彲浠ュ啋闄╋紝鍋峰伔婧滃埌鍘ㄦ埧鍘绘壘鐐逛笢瑗垮悆銆
    He'd lived with the Dursleys almost ten years, ten miserable years, as long as he could remember, ever since he'd been a baby and his parents had died in that car crash. He couldn't remember being in the car when his parents had died. Sometimes, when he strained his memory during long hours in his cupboard, he came up with a strange vision: a blinding flash of green light and a burn- ing pain on his forehead. This, he supposed, was the crash, though he couldn't imagine where all the green light came from. He couldn't remember his parents at all. His aunt and uncle never spoke about them, and of course he was forbidden to ask questions. There were no photographs of them in the house.
    浠栬繕鏄釜濠村効鏃讹紝浠栫殑鐖舵瘝姝讳簬杞︾ジ銆備粬璁板緱锛屼粠閭f椂璧峰埌鐜板湪锛屼粬宸茬粡鍦ㄥ紬鍐滃Ж鐖跺鐢熸椿杩戝崄骞翠簡锛岄偅鏄崄骞磋嫤闅剧殑鐢熸椿銆備粬宸茬粡涓嶈寰楃埗姣嶈韩浜℃椂锛屼粬鑷繁涔熷湪杞︿笂銆傛湁鏃惰汉鍦ㄧ鏌滈噷闀挎椂闂存嫾鍛藉洖蹇嗭紝浼氬嚭鐜颁竴绉嶅濡欑殑骞昏薄锛氫竴閬撹鐪肩殑闂數鑸殑缁垮厜锛屽墠棰濅笂涓闃电伀杈h荆鐨勭柤鐥涖備粬鐚滄兂锛岃繖灏辨槸閭e満杞︾ジ锛屼絾浠栦笉鐭ラ亾閭i亾缁垮厜鏄粠鍝噷鏉ョ殑銆備粬涓鐐逛篃涓嶈寰椾粬鐨勭埗姣嶄簡銆傚Ж鐖跺Ж濡堜粠鏉ヤ笉鎻愪粬浠紝褰撶劧锛屼篃涓嶅噯浠栭棶銆傚閲屼篃娌℃湁浠栦滑鐨勭収鐗囥
    When he had been younger, Harry had dreamed and dreamed of some unknown relation coming to take him away, but it had never happened; the Dursleys were his only family. Yet sometimes he thought (or maybe hoped) that strangers in the street seemed to know him. Very strange strangers they were, too. A tiny man in a violet top hat had bowed to him once while out shopping with Aunt Petunia and Dudley. After asking Harry furiously if he knew the man, Aunt Petunia had rushed them out of the shop without buying anything. A wild-looking old woman dressed all in green had waved merrily at him once on a bus. A bald man in a very long purple coat had actually shaken his hand in the street the other day and then walked away without a word. The weirdest thing about all these people was the way they seemed to vanish the second Harry tried to get a closer look.
    鍦ㄥ搱鍒╁勾绾繕灏忕殑鏃跺欙紝浠栫粡甯稿仛姊︼紝姊﹁涓浣嶄翰鎴氱獊鐒舵潵鎶婁粬鎺ヨ蛋锛屽彲鏄粬鐨勬ⅵ浠庢潵娌℃湁瀹炵幇銆傚痉鎬濈ぜ涓瀹舵槸浠栨儫涓鐨勪翰鎴氥傚彲鏈夋椂鍊欎粬瑙夊緱锛堜篃璁告槸鐩兼湜锛夎涓婄殑闄岀敓浜轰技涔庤璇嗕粬銆傝屼笖锛屼粬浠兘鏄簺闈炲父濂囨殑闄岀敓浜恒備竴娆′粬璺熶僵濡Ж濡堝拰杈惧姏涓婅涔颁笢瑗匡紝灏辨湁涓涓埓绱綏鍏拌壊澶хぜ甯界殑灏忎釜瀛愮敺浜哄悜浠栭灎韬绀笺備僵濡Ж濡堟掑啿鍐插湴杩介棶鍝堝埄鏄惁璁よ瘑閭d汉锛屼箣鍚庡氨鎶婁粬鍜岃揪鍔涜刀鍑哄晢搴楋紝浠涔堜笢瑗夸篃娌℃湁涔般傚彟澶栦竴娆″湪鍏叡姹借溅涓婏紝涓涓斁鑽′笉缇併佺┛涓韬豢琛f湇鐨勮佸お濠嗙瑧鐪湳鍦板悜浠栨嫑鎵嬨傝繕鏈変竴娆★紝涓涓┛绱壊鎷栧湴闀胯鐨勭澶寸敺瀛愬湪澶ц涓婄珶鐒惰窇杩囨潵璺熶粬鎻℃墜锛屼箣鍚庝竴鍙ユ椿娌¤灏辫蛋寮浜嗐傝屾渶浠や汉鎰熷埌涓嶅彲鎬濊鐨勬槸锛屽綋鍝堝埄鎯虫洿浠旂粏鍦扮湅浠栦滑鐨勬椂鍊欙紝浠栦滑渚挎秷澶卞緱鏃犲奖鏃犺釜浜嗐
    At school, Harry had no one. Everybody knew that Dudley's gang hated that odd Harry Potter in his baggy old clothes and broken glasses, and nobody liked to disagree with Dudley's gang.
    鍦ㄥ鏍¢噷锛屽搱鍒╂病鏈変竴涓湅鍙嬨傚ぇ瀹堕兘鐭ラ亾锛岃揪鍔涗竴浼欐渶鎭ㄧ殑灏辨槸绌挎澗鏉惧灝鍨殑鏃ц。鏈嶃佹埓涓鍓牬纰庣溂闀滅殑鎬汉鍝堝埄娉㈢壒銆傝皝涔熶笉鎰挎剰鍘昏窡杈惧姏涓浼欎綔瀵广
    
    鈶犻┈绾﹀崱宀涳紝鍦ㄨタ鍦颁腑娴凤紝灞炶タ鐝墮銆
    
    

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