jkrowling.harrypotterandgf-第53节

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　　　But　this　was　a　downright　lie。　Harry　liked　Hermione　very　much；　but　she　just　wasn't　the　same　as　Ron。　There　was　much　hess　laughter　and　a　lot　more　hanging　around　in　the　library　when　Hermione　was　your　best　friend。　Harry　still　hadn't　mastered　Summoning　Charms；　he　seemed　to　have　developed　something　of　a　block　about　them；　and　Hermione　insisted　that　learning　the　theory　would　help。　They　consequently　spent　a　lot　of　time　poring　over　books　during　their　lunchtimes。
　　　Viktor　Krum　was　in　the　library　an　awful　lot　too；　and　Harry　wondered　what　he　was　up　to。　Was　he　studying；　or　was　he　looking　for　things　to　help　him　through　the　first　task？　Hermione　often　plained　about　Krum　being　there…not　that　he　ever　bothered　them…but　because　groups　of　giggling　girls　often　turned　up　to　spy　on　him　from　behind　bookshelves；　and　Hermione　found　the　noise　distracting。
　　　〃He's　not　even　good…looking！〃　she　muttered　angrily；　glaring　at　Krum's　sharp　profile。　〃They　only　like　him　because　he's　famous！　They　wouldn't　look　twice　at　him　if　he　couldn't　do　that　WonkyFaint　thing…〃
　　　〃Wronski　Feint；〃　said　Harry；　through　gritted　teeth。　Quite　apart　from　liking　to　get　Quidditch　terms　correct；　it　caused　him　another　pang　to　imagine　Ron's　expression　if　he　could　have　heard　Hermione　talking　about　Wonky…Faints。
　　　
　　　It　is　a　strange　thing；　but　when　you　are　dreading　something；　and　would　give　anything　to　slow　down　time；　it　has　a　disobliging　habit　of　speeding　up。　The　days　until　the　first　task　seemed　to　slip　by　as　though　someone　had　fixed　the　clocks　to　work　at　double　speed。　Harry's　feeling　of　barely　controlled　panic　was　with　him　wherever　he　went；　as　everpresent　as　the　snide　ments　about　the　Daily　Prophet　article。
　　　On　the　Saturday　before　the　first　task；　all　students　in　the　third　year　and　above　were　permitted　to　visit　the　village　of　Hogsmeade。　Hermione　told　Harry　that　it　would　do　him　good　to　get　away　from　the　castle　for　a　bit；　and　Harry　didn't　need　much　persuasion。
　　　〃What　about　Ron；　though？〃　he　said。　〃Don't　you　want　to　go　with　him？〃
　　　〃Oh。。。　well。。。〃　Hermione　went　slightly　pink。　〃I　thought　we　might　meet　up　with　him　in　the　Three　Broomsticks。。。〃
　　　〃No；〃　said　Harry　flatly。
　　　〃Oh　Harry；　this　is　so　stupid…〃
　　　〃I'll　e；　but　I'm　not　meeting　Ron；　and　I'm　wearing　my　Invisibility　Cloak。〃
　　　〃Oh　all　right　then。。。〃　Hermione　snapped；　〃but　I　hate　talking　to　you　in　that　cloak；　I　never　know　if　I'm　looking　at　you　or　not。〃
　　　So　Harry　put　on　his　Invisibility　Cloak　in　the　dormitory；　went　back　downstairs；　and　together　he　and　Hermione　set　off　for　Hogsmeade。
　　　Harry　felt　wonderfully　free　under　the　cloak；　he　watched　other　students　walking　past　them　as　they　entered　the　village；　most　of　them　sporting　Support　Cedric　Diggory！　badges；　but　no　horrible　remarks　came　his　way　for　a　change；　and　nobody　was　quoting　that　stupid　article。
　　　〃People　keep　looking　at　me　now；〃　said　Hermione　grumpily　as　they　came　out　of　Honeydukes　Sweetshop　later；　eating　large　cream…filled　chocolates。　〃They　think　I'm　talking　to　myself。〃
　　　〃Don't　move　your　lips　so　much　then。〃
　　　〃e　on；　please　just　take　off　your　cloak　for　a　bit；　no　one's　going　to　bother　you　here。〃
　　　〃Oh　yeah？〃　said　Harry。　〃Look　behind　you。〃
　　　Rita　Skeeter　and　her　photographer　friend　had　just　emerged　from　the　Three　Broomsticks　pub。　Talking　in　low　voices；　they　passed　right　by　Hermione　without　hooking　at　her。　Harry　backed　into　the　wall　of　Honeydukes　to　stop　Rita　Skeeter　from　hitting　him　with　her　crocodile…skin　handbag。　When　they　were　gone；　Harry　said；　〃She's　staying　in　the　village。　I　bet　she's　ing　to　watch　the　first　task。〃
　　　As　he　said　it；　his　stomach　flooded　with　a　wave　of　molten　panic。　He　didn't　mention　this；　he　and　Hermione　hadn't　discussed　what　was　ing　in　the　first　task　much；　he　had　the　feeling　she　didn't　want　to　think　about　it。
　　　〃She's　gone；〃　said　Hermione；　looking　right　through　Harry　toward　the　end　of　the　street。　〃Why　don't　we　go　and　have　a　butterbeer　in　the　Three　Broomsticks；　it's　a　bit　cold；　isn't　it？　You　don't　have　to　talk　to　Ron！〃　she　added　irritably；　correctly　interpreting　his　silence。
　　　The　Three　Broomsticks　was　packed；　mainly　with　Hogwarts　students　enjoying　their　free　afternoon；　but　also　with　a　variety　of　magical　people　Harry　rarely　saw　anywhere　else。　Harry　supposed　that　as　Hogsmeade　was　the　only　all…wizard　village　in　Britain；　it　was　a　bit　of　a　haven　for　creatures　like　hags；　who　were　not　as　adept　as　wizards　at　disguising　themselves。
　　　It　was　very　hard　to　move　through　crowds　in　the　Invisibility　Cloak；　in　case　you　accidentally　trod　on　someone；　which　tended　to　lead　to　awkward　questions。　Harry　edged　slowly　toward　a　spare　table　in　the　corner　while　Hermione　went　to　buy　drinks。　On　his　way　through　the　pub；　Harry　spotted　Ron；　who　was　sitting　with　Fred；　George；　and　Lee　Jordan。　Resisting　the　urge　to　give　Ron　a　good　hard　poke　in　the　back　of　the　head；　he　finally　reached　the　table　and　sat　down　at　it。
　　　Hermione　joined　him　a　moment　later　and　slipped　him　a　butterbeer　under　his　cloak。
　　　〃I　look　like　such　an　idiot；　sitting　here　on　my　own；〃　she　muttered。　〃Lucky　I　brought　something　to　do。〃
　　　And　she　pulled　out　a　notebook　in　which　she　had　been　keeping　a　record　of　S。　P。　E。　W。　members。　Harry　saw　his　and　Ron's　names　at　the　top　of　the　very　short　list。　It　seemed　a　long　time　ago　that　they　had　sat　making　up　those　predictions　together；　and　Hermione　had　turned　up　and　appointed　them　secretary　and　treasurer。
　　　〃You　know；　maybe　I　should　try　and　get　some　of　the　villagers　involved　in　S。　P。　E。　W。；〃　Hermione　said　thoughtfully；　looking　around　the　pub。
　　　〃Yeah；　right；〃　said　Harry。　He　took　a　swig　of　butterbeer　under　his　cloak。　〃Hermione；　when　are　you　going　to　give　up　on　this　spew　stuff？〃
　　　〃When　house…elves　have　decent　wages　and　working　conditions！〃　she　hissed　back。　〃You　know；　I'm　starting　to　think　it's　time　for　more　direct　action。　I　wonder　how　you　get　into　the　school　kitchens？〃
　　　〃No　idea；　ask　Fred　and　George；〃　said　Harry。
　　　Hermione　lapsed　into　thoughtful　silence；　while　Harry　drank　his　butterbeer；　watching　the　people　in　the　pub。　All　of　them　looked　cheerful　and　relaxed。　Ernie　Macmillan　and　Hannah　Abbot　were　swapping　Chocolate　Frog　cards　at　a　nearby　table；　both　of　them　sporting　Support　Cedric　Diggory！　badges　on　their　cloaks。　Right　over　by　the　door　he　saw　Cho　and　a　large　group　of　her　Ravenclaw　friends。　She　wasn't　wearing　a　Cedric　badge　though。。。　This　cheered　up　Harry　very　slightly。
　　　What　wouldn't　he　have　given　to　be　one　of　these　peophe；　sitting　around　laughing　and　talking；　with　nothing　to　worry　about　but　homework？　He　imagined　how　it　would　have　felt　to　be　here　if　his　name　hadn't　e　out　of　the　Goblet　of　Fire。　He　wouldn't　be　wearing　the　Invisibility　Cloak；　for　one　thing。　Ron　would　be　sitting　with　him。　The　three　of　them　would　probably　be　happily　imagining　what　deadly　dangerous　task　the　school　champions　would　be　facing　on　Tuesday。　He'd　have　been　really　hooking　forward　to　it；　watching　them　do　whatever　it　was。。。　cheering　on　Cedric　with　everyone　else；　safe　in　a　seat　at　the　back　of　the　stands。。。
　　　He　wondered　how　the　other　champions　were　feeling。　Every　time　he　had　seen　Cedric　lately；　he　had　been　surrounded　by　admirers　and　looking　nervous　but　excited。　Harry　glimpsed　Fleur　Delacour　from　time　to　time　in　the　corridors；　she　looked　exactly　as　she　always　did；　haughty　and　unruffled。　And　Krum　just　sat　in　the　library；　poring　over　books。
　　　Harry　thought　of　Sirius；　and　the　tight；　tense　knot　in　his　chest　seemed　to　ease　slightly。　He　would　be　speaking　to　him　in　just　over　twelve　hours；　for　tonight　was　the　night　they　were　meeting　at　the　mon　room　fire…assuming　nothing　went　wrong；　as　everything　else　had　done　lately。。。
　　　〃Look；　it's　Hagrid！〃　said　Hermione。
　　　The　back　of　Hagrid's　enormous　shaggy　head…he　had　mercifully　abandoned　his　bunches…emerged　over　the　crowd。　Harry　wondered　why　he　hadn't　spotted　him　at　once；　as　Hagrid　was　so　large；　but　standing　up　carefully；　he　saw　that　Hagrid　had　been　leaning　low；　talking　to　Professor　Moody。　Hagrid　had　his　usual　enormous　tankard　in　front　of　him；　but　Moody　was　drinking　from　his　hip　flask。　Madam　Rosmerta；　the　pretty　landlady；　didn't　seem　to　think　much　of　this；　she　was　looking　askance　at　Moody　as　she　collected　glasses　from　tables　around　them。　Perhaps　she　thought　it　was　an　insult　to　her　mulled　mead；　but　Harry　knew　better。　Moody　had　told　them　all　during　their　last　Defense　Against　the　Dark　Arts　lesson　that　he　preferred　to　prepare　his　own　food　and　drink　at　all　times；　as　it　was　so　easy　for　Dark　wizards　to　poison　an　unattended　cup。
　　　As　Harry　watched；　he　saw　Hagrid　and　Moody　get　up　to　leave。　He　waved；　then　remembered　that　Hagrid　couldn't　see　him。　Moody；　however；　paused；　his　magical　eye　on　the　corner　where　Harry　was　standing。　He　tapped　Hagrid　in　the　small　of　the　back　（being　unable　to　reach　his　shoulder）；　muttered　something　to　him；　and　then　the　pair　of　them　made　their　way　back　across　the　pub　toward　Harry　and　Hermione's　table。
　　　〃All　right；　Hermione？〃　said　Hagrid　loudly。
　　　〃Hello；〃　said　Hermione；　smiling　back。
　　　Moody　limped　around　the　table　and　bent　down；　Harry　thought　he　was　reading　the　S。　P。　E。　W。　notebook；　until　he　muttered；　〃Nice　cloak；　Potter。〃
　　　Harry　stared　at　him　in　amazement。　The　large　chunk　missing　from　Moody's　nose　was　particularly　obvious　at　a　few　inches'　distance。　Moody　grinned。
　　　〃Can　your　eye…I　mean；　can　you…？〃
　　　〃Yeah；　it　can　see　through