jkrowlingharrypotterandpa-第33章

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glory　in　decay　and　despair；　they　drain　peace；　hope；　and　happiness　out　of　the　air　around　them。　Even　Muggles　feel　their　presence；　though　they　can't　see　them。　Get　too　near　a　dementor　and　every　good　feeling；　every　happy　memory　will　be　sucked　out　of　you。　If　it　can；　the　dementor　will　feed　on　you　long　enough　to　reduce　you　to　something　like　itself。。。　soul…less　and　evil。　You'll　be　left　with　nothing　but　the　worst　experiences　of　your　life。　And　the　worst　that　happened　to　you；　Harry；　is　enough　to　make　anyone　fall　off　their　broom。　You　have　nothing　to　feel　ashamed　of。〃
　　　〃When　they　get　near　me　…〃　Harry　stared　at　Lupin's　desk；　his　throat　tight。　〃I　can　hear　Voldemort　murdering　my　mum。〃
　　　Lupin　made　a　sudden　motion　with　his　arm　as　though　to　grip　Harry's　shoulder；　but　thought　better　of　it。　There　was　a　moment's　Silence；　then　…
　　　〃Why　did　they　have　to　e　to　the　match？〃　said　Harry　bitterly。
　　　〃They're　getting　hungry；〃　said　Lupin　coolly；　shutting　his　briefcase　with　a　snap。　〃Dumbledore　won't　let　them　into　the　school；　so　their　supply　of　human　prey　has　dried　up。。。　I　don't　think　they　could　resist　the　large　crowd　around　the　Quidditch　field。　All　that　excitement　。。。emotions　running　high。。。　it　was　their　idea　of　a　feast。〃
　　　〃Azkaban　must　be　terrible；〃　Harry　muttered。　Lupin　nodded　grimly。
　　　〃The　fortress　is　set　on　a　tiny　island；　way　out　to　sea；　but　they　don't　need　walls　and　water　to　keep　the　prisoners　in；　not　when　they're　all　trapped　inside　their　own　heads；　incapable　of　a　single　cheery　thought。　Most　of　them　go　mad　within　weeks。〃
　　　〃But　Sirius　Black　escaped　from　them；〃　Harry　said　slowly。　〃He　got　away。。。〃
　　　Lupin's　briefcase　slipped　from　the　desk；　he　had　to　stoop　quickly　to　catch　it。
　　　〃Yes；〃　he　said；　straightening　up；　〃Black　must　have　found　a　way　to　fight　them。　I　wouldn't　have　believed　it　possible。。。　Dementors　are　supposed　to　drain　a　wizard　of　his　powers　if　he　is　left　with　them　too　long。。。〃
　　　〃You　made　that　dementor　on　the　train　back　off；〃　said　Harry　suddenly。
　　　〃There　are…certain　defenses　one　can　use；〃　said　Lupin。　〃But　there　was　only　one　dementor　on　the　train。　The　more　there　are；　the　more　difficult　it　bees　to　resist。〃
　　　〃What　defenses？〃　said　Harry　at　once。　〃Can　you　teach　me？〃
　　　〃I　don't　pretend　to　be　an　expert　at　fighting　dementors；　Harry；　quite　the　contrary。。。〃
　　　〃But　if　the　dementors　e　to　another　Quidditch　match；　I　need　to　be　able　to　fight　them　…〃
　　　Lupin　looked　into　Harry's　determined　face；　hesitated；　then　said；　〃Well。。。　all　right。　I'll　try　and　help。　But　it'll　have　to　wait　until　next　term；　I'm　afraid。　I　have　a　lot　to　do　before　the　holidays。　I　chose　a　very　inconvenient　time　to　fall　ill。〃
　　　What　with　the　promise　of　anti…dementor　lessons　from　Lupin；　the　thought　that　he　might　never　have　to　hear　his　mother's　death　again；　and　the　fact　that　Ravenclaw　flattened　Hufflepuff　in　their　Quidditch　match　at　the　end　of　November；　Harry's　mood　took　a　definite　upturn。　Gryffindor　were　not　out　of　the　running　after　all；　although　they　could　not　afford　to　lose　another　match。　Wood　became　repossessed　of　his　manic　energy；　and　worked　his　team　as　hard　as　ever　in　the　chilly　haze　of　rain　that　persisted　into　December。　Harry　saw　no　hint　of　a　dementor　within　the　grounds。　Dumbledore's　anger　seemed　to　be　keeping　them　at　their　stations　at　the　entrances。
　　　Two　weeks　before　the　end　of　the　term；　the　sky　lightened　suddenly　to　a　dazzling；　opaline　white　and　the　muddy　grounds　were　revealed　one　morning　covered　in　glittering　frost。　Inside　the　castle；　there　was　a　buzz　of　Christmas　in　the　air。　Professor　Flitwick；　the　Charms　teacher；　had　already　decorated　his　classroom　with　shimmering　lights　that　turned　out　to　be　real；　fluttering　fairies。　The　students　were　all　happily　discussing　their　plans　for　the　holidays。　Both　Ron　and　Hermione　had　decided　to　remain　at　Hogwarts；　and　though　Ron　said　it　was　because　he　couldn't　stand　two　weeks　with　Percy；　and　Hermione　insisted　she　needed　to　use　the　library；　Harry　wasn't　fooled；　they　were　doing　it　to　keep　him　pany；　and　he　was　very　grateful。
　　　To　everyone's　delight　except　Harry's；　there　was　to　be　another　Hogsmeade　trip　on　the　very　last　weekend　of　the　term。
　　　〃We　can　do　all　our　Christmas　shopping　there！〃　said　Hermione。　〃Mum　and　Dad　would　really　love　those　Toothflossing　Stringmints　from　Honeydukes！〃
　　　Resigned　to　the　fact　that　he　would　be　the　only　third　year　staying　behind　again；　Harry　borrowed　a　copy　of　Which　Broomstick　from　Wood；　and　decided　to　spend　the　day　reading　up　on　the　different　makes。　He　had　been　riding　one　of　the　school　brooms　at　team　practice；　an　ancient　Shooting　Star；　which　was　very　slow　and　jerky；　he　definitely　needed　a　new　broom　of　his　own。
　　　On　the　Saturday　morning　of　the　Hogsmeade　trip；　Harry　bid　good…bye　to　Ron　and　Hermione；　who　were　wrapped　in　cloaks　and　scarves；　then　turned　up　the　marble　staircase　alone；　and　headed　back　toward　Gryffindor　Tower。　Snow　had　started　to　fall　outside　the　windows；　and　the　castle　was　very　still　and　quiet。
　　　〃Psst…Harry！〃
　　　He　turned；　halfway　along　the　third…floor　corridor；　to　see　Fred　and　George　peering　out　at　him　from　behind　a　statue　of　a　humpbacked；　one…eyed　witch。
　　　〃What　are　you　doing？〃　said　Harry　curiously。　〃How　e　you're　not　going　to　Hogsmeade？〃
　　　〃We've　e　to　give　you　a　bit　of　festive　cheer　before　we　go；〃　said　Fred；　with　a　mysterious　wink。　〃e　in　here。。。〃
　　　He　nodded　toward　an　empty　classroom　to　the　left　of　the　one…eyed　statue。　Harry　followed　Fred　and　George　inside。　George　closed　the　door　quietly　and　then　turned；　beaming；　to　look　at　Harry。
　　　〃Early　Christmas　present　for　you；　Harry；〃　he　said。
　　　Fred　pulled　something　from　inside　his　cloak　with　a　flourish　and　laid　it　on　one　of　the　desks。　It　was　a　large；　square；　very　worn　piece　of　parchment　with　nothing　written　on　it。　Harry；　suspecting　one　of　Fred　and　George's　jokes；　stared　at　it。
　　　〃What's　that　supposed　to　be？〃
　　　〃This；　Harry；　is　the　secret　of　our　success；〃　said　George；　patting　the　parchment　fondly。
　　　〃It's　a　wrench；　giving　it　to　you；〃　said　Fred；　〃but　we　decided　last　night；　your　need's　greater　than　ours。〃
　　　〃Anyway；　we　know　it　by　heart；〃　said　George。　〃We　bequeath　it　to　you。　We　don't　really　need　it　anymore。〃
　　　〃And　what　do　I　need　with　a　bit　of　old　parchment？〃　said　Harry。
　　　〃A　bit　of　old　parchment！〃　said　Fred；　closing　his　eyes　with　a　grimace　as　though　Harry　had　mortally　offended　him。　〃Explain；　George。〃
　　　〃Well。。。　when　we　were　in　our　first　year；　Harry…young；　carefree；　and　innocent　…〃
　　　Harry　snorted。　He　doubted　whether　Fred　and　George　had　ever　been　innocent。
　　　〃Well；　more　innocent　than　we　are　now…we　got　into　a　spot　of　bother　with　Filch。〃
　　　〃We　let　off　a　Dungbomb　in　the　corridor　and　it　upset　him　for　some　reason　…〃
　　　〃So　he　hauled　us　off　to　his　office　and　started　threatening　us　with　the　usual　…〃　detention　disembowelment　and　we　couldn't　help　noticing　a　drawer　in　one　of　his　filing　cabinets　marked　Confiscated　and　Highly　Dangerous。
　　　〃Don't　tell　me　…〃　said　Harry；　starting　to　grin。
　　　〃Well；　what　would　you've　done？〃　said　Fred。　〃George　caused　a　diversion　by　dropping　another　Dungbomb；　I　whipped　the　drawer　open；　and　grabbed…this。〃
　　　〃It's　not　as　bad　as　it　sounds；　you　know；〃　said　George。　〃We　don't　reckon　Filch　ever　found　out　how　to　work　it。　He　probably　suspected　what　it　was；　though；　or　he　wouldn't　have　confiscated　it。〃
　　　〃And　you　know　how　to　work　it？〃
　　　〃Oh　yes；〃　said　Fred；　smirking。　〃This　little　beauty's　taught　us　more　than　all　the　teachers　in　this　school。〃
　　　〃You're　winding　me　up；〃　said　Harry；　looking　at　the　ragged　old　bit　of　parchment。
　　　〃Oh；　are　we？〃　said　George。
　　　He　took　out　his　wand；　touched　the　parchment　lightly；　and　said；　〃I　solemnly　swear　that　I　am　up　to　no　good。〃
　　　And　at　once；　thin　ink　lines　began　to　spread　like　a　spider's　web　from　the　point　that　George's　wand　had　touched。　They　joined　each　other；　they　crisscrossed；　they　fanned　into　every　corner　of　the　parchment；　then　words　began　to　blossom　across　the　top；　great；　curly　green　words；　that　proclaimed：
　　　Messrs。　Moony；　Wormtail；　Padfoot；　and　Prongs
　　　Purveyors　of　Aids　to　Magical　Mischief…Makers　are　proud　to　present　THE　MARAUDER'S　MAP
　　　It　was　a　map　showing　every　detail　of　the　Hogwarts　castle　and　grounds。　But　the　truly　remarkable　thing　were　the　tiny　ink　dots　moving　around　it；　each　labeled　with　a　name　in　minuscule　writing。　Astounded；　Harry　bent　over