jkrowling.harrypotterandgf-第99节

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　　　There　were　titters　from　the　crowd。
　　　〃It　will　be　put　to　the　vote；〃　said　Mr。　Crouch　coldly。　He　turned　to　the　right…hand　side　of　the　dungeon。　〃The　jury　will　please　raise　their　hands。。。　those　in　favor　of　imprisonment。。。〃
　　　Harry　looked　toward　the　right…hand　side　of　the　dungeon。　Not　one　person　raised　their　hand。　Many　of　the　witches　and　wizards　around　the　walls　began　to　clap。　One　of　the　witches　on　the　jury　stood　up。
　　　〃Yes？〃　barked　Crouch。
　　　〃We'd　just　like　to　congratulate　Mr。　Bagman　on　his　splendid　performance　for　England　in　the　Quidditch　match　against　Turkey　last　Saturday；〃　the　witch　said　breathlessly。
　　　Mr。　Crouch　looked　furious。　The　dungeon　was　ringing　with　applause　now。　Bagman　got　to　his　feet　and　bowed；　beaming。
　　　〃Despicable；〃　Mr。　Crouch　spat　at　Dumbledore；　sitting　down　as　Bagman　walked　out　of　the　dungeon。　〃Rookwood　get　him　a　job　indeed。。。　The　day　Ludo　Bagman　joins　us　will　be　a　sad　day　indeed　for　the　Ministry。。。〃
　　　And　the　dungeon　dissolved　again。　When　it　had　returned；　Harry　looked　around。　He　and　Dumbledore　were　still　sitting　beside　Mr。　Crouch；　but　the　atmosphere　could　not　have　been　more　different。　There　was　total　silence；　broken　only　by　the　dry　sobs　of　a　frail；　wispy…looking　witch　in　the　seat　next　to　Mr。　Crouch。　She　was　clutching　a　handkerchief　to　her　mouth　with　trembling　hands。
　　　Harry　looked　up　at　Crouch　and　saw　that　he　looked　gaunter　and　grayer　than　ever　before。　A　nerve　was　twitching　in　his　temple。
　　　〃Bring　them　in；〃　he　said；　and　his　voice　echoed　through　the　silent　dungeon。
　　　The　door　in　the　corner　opened　yet　again。　Six　dementors　entered　this　time；　flanking　a　group　of　four　people。　Harry　saw　the　people　in　the　crowd　turn　to　look　up　at　Mr。　Crouch。　A　few　of　them　whispered　to　one　another。
　　　The　dementors　placed　each　of　the　four　people　in　the　four　chairs　with　chained　arms　that　now　stood　on　the　dungeon　floor。　There　was　a　thickset　man　who　stared　blankly　up　at　Crouch；　a　thinner　and　more　nervous…looking　man；　whose　eyes　were　darting　around　the　crowd；　a　woman　with　thick；　shining　dark　hair　and　heavily　hooded　eyes；　who　was　sitting　in　the　chained　chair　as　though　it　were　a　throne；　and　a　boy　in　his　late　teens；　who　looked　nothing　short　of　petrified。　He　was　shivering；　his　straw…colored　hair　all　over　his　face；　his　freckled　skin　milk…white。　The　wispy　little　witch　beside　Crouch　began　to　rock　backward　and　forward　in　her　seat；　whimpering　into　her　handkerchief。
　　　Crouch　stood　up。　He　looked　down　upon　the　four　in　front　of　him；　and　there　was　pure　hatred　in　his　face。
　　　〃You　have　been　brought　here　before　the　Council　of　Magical　Law；〃　he　said　clearly；　〃so　that　we　may　pass　judgment　on　you；　for　a　crime　so　heinous…〃
　　　〃Father；〃　said　the　boy　with　the　straw…colored　hair。　〃Father。。。　please。。。
　　　〃that　we　have　rarely　heard　the　like　of　it　within　this　court；〃　said　Crouch；　speaking　more　loudly；　drowning　out　his　son's　voice。
　　　〃We　have　heard　the　evidence　against　you。　The　four　of　you　stand　accused　of　capturing　an　Auror…Frank　Longbottom…and　subjecting　him　to　the　Cruciatus　Curse；　believing　him　to　have　knowledge　of　the　present　whereabouts　of　your　exiled　master；　He…Who…Must…Not…Be…Named…〃
　　　〃Father；　I　didn't！〃　shrieked　the　boy　in　chains　below。　〃I　didn't；　I　swear　it。　Father；　don't　send　me　back　to　the　dementors…〃
　　　〃You　are　further　accused；〃　bellowed　Mr。　Crouch；　〃of　using　the　Cruciatus　Curse　on　Frank　Longbottom's　wife；　when　he　would　not　give　you　information。　You　planned　to　restore　He…Who…Must…Not…Be…Named　to　power；　and　to　resume　the　lives　of　violence　you　presumably　led　while　he　was　strong。　I　now　ask　the　jury…〃
　　　〃Mother！〃　screamed　the　boy　below；　and　the　wispy　little　witch　beside　Crouch　began　to　sob；　rocking　backward　and　forward。　〃Mother；　stop　him。　Mother；　I　didn't　do　it；　it　wasn't　me！〃
　　　〃I　now　ask　the　jury；〃　shouted　Mr。　Crouch；　〃to　raise　their　hands　if　they　believe；　as　I　do；　that　these　crimes　deserve　a　life　sentence　in　Azkaban！〃
　　　In　unison；　the　witches　and　wizards　along　the　right…hand　side　of　the　dungeon　raised　their　hands。　The　crowd　around　the　walls　began　to　clap　as　it　had　for　Bagman；　their　faces　full　of　savage　triumph。　The　boy　began　to　scream。
　　　〃No！　Mother；　no！　I　didn't　do　it；　I　didn't　do　it；　I　didn't　know！　Don't　send　me　there；　don't　let　him！〃
　　　The　dementors　were　gliding　back　into　the　room。　The　boys'　three　panions　rose　quietly　from　their　seats；　the　woman　with　the　heavy…lidded　eyes　looked　up　at　Crouch　and　called；　〃The　Dark　Lord　will　rise　again；　Crouch！　Throw　us　into　Azkaban；　we　will　wait！　He
　　　will　rise　again　and　will　e　for　us；　he　will　reward　us　beyond　any　of　his　other　supporters！　We　alone　were　faithful！　We　alone　tried　to　find　him！〃
　　　But　the　boy　was　trying　to　fight　off　the　dementors；　even　though　Harry　could　see　their　cold；　draining　power　starting　to　affect　him。　The　crowd　was　jeering；　some　of　them　on　their　feet；　as　the　woman　swept　out　of　the　dungeon；　and　the　boy　continued　to　struggle。
　　　〃I'm　your　son！〃　he　screamed　up　at　Crouch。　〃I'm　your　son！〃
　　　〃You　are　no　son　of　mine！〃　bellowed　Mr。　Crouch；　his　eyes　bulging　suddenly。　〃I　have　no　son！〃
　　　The　wispy　witch　beside　him　gave　a　great　gasp　and　slumped　in　her　seat。　She　had　fainted。　Crouch　appeared　not　to　have　noticed。
　　　〃Take　them　away！〃　Crouch　roared　at　the　dementors；　spit　flying　from　his　mouth。　〃Take　them　away；　and　may　they　rot　there！〃
　　　〃Father！　Father；　I　wasn't　involved！　No！　No！　Father；　please！〃
　　　〃I　think。　Harry；　it　is　time　to　return　to　my　office；〃　said　a　quiet　voice　in　Harrys　ear。
　　　Harry　started。　He　looked　around。　Then　he　looked　on　his　other　side。
　　　There　was　an　Albus　Dumbledore　sitting　on　his　right；　watching　Crouch's　son　being　dragged　away　by　the　dementors…and　there　was　an　Albus　Dumbledore　on　his　left；　looking　right　at　him。
　　　〃e；〃　said　the　Dumbledore　on　his　left；　and　he　put　his　hand　under　Harrys　elbow。　Harry　felt　himself　rising　into　the　air；　the　dungeon　dissolved　around　him；　for　a　moment；　all　was　blackness；　and　then　he　felt　as　though　he　had　done　a　slow…motion　somersault；　suddenly　landing　flat　on　his　feet；　in　what　seemed　like　the　dazzling　light　of　Dumbledore's　sunlit　office。　The　stone　basin　was　shimmering　in　the　cabinet　in　front　of　him；　and　Albus　Dumbledore　was　standing　beside　him。
　　　〃Professor；〃　Harry　gasped；　〃I　know　I　shouldn't've…I　didn't　mean…the　cabinet　door　was　sort　of　open　and…〃
　　　〃I　quite　understand；〃　said　Dumbledore。　He　lifted　the　basin；　carried　it　over　to　his　desk；　placed　it　upon　the　polished　top；　and　sat　down　in　the　chair　behind　it。　He　motioned　for　Harry　to　sit　down　opposite　him。
　　　Harry　did　so；　staring　at　the　stone　basin。　The　contents　had　returned　to　their　original；　silvery…white　state；　swirling　and　rippling　beneath　his　gaze。
　　　〃What　is　it？〃　Harry　asked　shakily。
　　　〃This？　It　is　called　a　Pensieve；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃I　sometimes　find；　and　I　am　sure　you　know　the　feeling；　that　I　simply　have　too　many　thoughts　and　memories　crammed　into　my　mind。〃
　　　〃Er；〃　said　Harry；　who　couldn't　truthfully　say　that　he　had　ever　felt　anything　of　the　sort。
　　　〃At　these　times；〃　said　Dumbledore；　indicating　the　stone　basin；　〃I　use　the　Pensieve。　One　simply　siphons　the　excess　thoughts　from　one's　mind；　pours　them　into　the　basin；　and　examines　them　at　one's　leisure。　It　bees　easier　to　spot　patterns　and　links；　you　understand；　when　they　are　in　this　form。〃
　　　〃You　mean。。。　that　stuff's　your　thoughts？〃　Harry　said；　staring　at　the　swirling　white　substance　in　the　basin。
　　　〃Certainly；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃Let　me　show　you。〃
　　　Dumbledore　drew　his　wand　out　of　the　inside　of　his　robes　and　placed　the　tip　into　his　own　silvery　hair；　near　his　temple。　When　he　took　the　wand　away；　hair　seemed　to　be　clinging　to　it…but　then　Harry　saw　that　it　was　in　fact　a　glistening　strand　of　the　same　strange　silvery…white　substance　that　filled　the　Pensieve。　Dumbledore　added　this　fresh　thought　to　the　basin；　and　Harry；　astonished；　saw　his　own　face　swimming　around　the　surface　of　the　bowl。　Dumbledore　placed　his　long　hands　on　either　side　of　the　Pensieve　and　swirled　it；　rather　as　a　gold　prospector　would　pan　for　fragments　of　gold。。。　and　Harry　saw　his　own　face　change　smoothly　into　Snape's；　who　opened　his　mouth　and　spoke　to　the　ceiling；　his　voice　echoing　slightly。
　　　〃It's　ing　back。。。　Karkaroff's　too。。。　stronger　and　clearer　than　ever。。。〃
　　　〃A　connection　I　could　have　made　without　assistance；〃　Dumbledore　sighed；　〃but　never　mind。〃　He　peered　over　the　top　of　his　half…moon　spectacles　at　Harry；　who　was　gaping　at　Snape's　face；　which　was　continuing　to　swirl　around　the　bowl。　〃I　was　using　the　Pensieve　when　Mr。　Fudge　arrived　for　our　meeting　and　put　it　away　rather　hastily。　Undoubtedly　I　did　not　fasten　the　cabinet　door　properly。　Naturally；　it　would　have　attracted　your　attention。〃
　　　〃I'm　sorry；〃　Harry　mumbled。
　　　Dumbledore　shook　his　head。　〃Curiosity　is　not　a　sin；〃　he　said。　〃But　we　should　exercise　caution　with　our　curiosity。。。　yes；　indeed　。。。〃
　　　Frowning　slightly；　he　prodded　the　thoughts　within　the　basin　with　the　tip　of　his　wand。　Instantly；　a　figure　rose　out　of　it；　a　plump；　scowling　girl　of　about　sixteen；　who　began　to　revolve　slowly；　with　her　feet　still　in　the　basin。　She　took　no　notice　whatsoever　of　Harry　or　Professor　Dumbledore。　When　she　spoke；　her　voice　echoed　as　Snape's　had　done；　as　though　it　were　ing　from　the　depths　of　the　stone　basin。　〃He　put　a　hex　on　me；　Professor　Dumbledore；　and　I
　　　was　only　teasing　him；　sir；　I　only