jkrowling.harrypotterandgf-第123章

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　　　〃But　how　to　get　at　Harry　Potter？　For　he　has　been　better　protected　than　I　think　even　he　knows；　protected　in　ways　devised　by　Dumbledore　long　ago；　when　it　fell　to　him　to　arrange　the　boy's　future。　Dumbledore　invoked　an　ancient　magic；　to　ensure　the　boy's　protection　as　long　as　he　is　in　his　relations'　care。　Not　even　I　can　touch　him　there。。。　Then；　of　course；　there　was　the　Quidditch　World　Cup。。。　I　thought　his　protection　might　be　weaker　there；　away　from　his　relations　and　Dumbledore；　but　I　was　not　yet　strong　enough　to　attempt　kidnap　in　the　midst　of　a　horde　of　Ministry　wizards。　And　then；　the　boy　would　return　to　Hogwarts；　where　he　is　under　the　crooked　nose　of　that　Muggle…loving　fool　from　morning　until　night。　So　how　could　I　take　him？
　　　〃Why　。。。by　using　Bertha　Jorkins's　information；　of　course。　Use　my　one　faithful　Death　Eater；　stationed　at　Hogwarts；　to　ensure　that　the　boy's　name　was　entered　into　the　Goblet　of　Fire。　Use　my　Death　Eater　to　ensure　that　the　boy　won　the　tournament…that　he　touched　the　Triwizard　Cup　first…the　cup　which　my　Death　Eater　had　turned　into　a　Portkey；　which　would　bring　him　here；　beyond　the　reach　of　Dumbledore's　help　and　protection；　and　into　my　waiting　arms。　And　here　he　is　。。。the　boy　you　all　believed　had　been　my　downfall。。。〃
　　　Voldemort　moved　slowly　forward　and　turned　to　face　Harry。　He　raised　his　wand。
　　　〃Crucio！〃
　　　It　was　pain　beyond　anything　Harry　had　ever　experienced；　his　very　bones　were　on　fire；　his　head　was　surely　splitting　along　his　scar；　his　eyes　were　rolling　madly　in　his　head；　he　wanted　it　to　end　。。。to　black　out。。。　to　die　。。。
　　　And　then　it　was　gone。　He　was　hanging　limply　in　the　ropes　binding　him　to　the　headstone　of　Voldemort's　father；　looking　up　into　those　bright　red　eyes　through　a　kind　of　mist。　The　night　was　ringing　with　the　sound　of　the　Death　Eaters'　laughter。
　　　〃You　see；　I　think；　how　foolish　it　was　to　suppose　that　this　boy　could　ever　have　been　stronger　than　me；〃　said　Voldemort。　〃But　I　want　there　to　be　no　mistake　in　anybody's　mind。　Harry　Potter　escaped　me　by　a　lucky　chance。　And　I　am　now　going　to　prove　my　power　by　killing　him；　here　and　now；　in　front　of　you　all；　when　there　is　no　Dumbledore　to　help　him；　and　no　mother　to　die　for　him。　I　will　give　him　his　chance。　He　will　be　allowed　to　fight；　and　you　will　be　left　in　no　doubt　which　of　us　is　the　stronger。　Just　a　little　longer；　Nagini；〃　he　whispered；　and　the　snake　glided　away　through　the　grass　to　where　the　Death　Eaters　stood　watching。
　　　〃Now　untie　him；　Wormtail；　and　give　him　back　his　wand。〃
　　　
　　　
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　　　Wormtail　approached　Harry；　who　scrambled　to　find　his　feet；　to　support　his　own　weight　before　the　ropes　were　untied。　Wormtail　raised　his　new　silver　hand；　pulled　out　the　wad　of　material　gagging　Harry；　and　then；　with　one　swipe；　cut　through　the　bonds　tying　Harry　to　the　gravestone。
　　　There　was　a　split　second；　perhaps；　when　Harry　might　have　considered　running　for　it；　but　his　injured　leg　shook　under　him　as　he　stood　on　the　overgrown　grave；　as　the　Death　Eaters　closed　ranks；　forming　a　tighter　circle　around　him　and　Voldemort；　so　that　the　gaps　where　the　missing　Death　Eaters　should　have　stood　were　filled。　Wormtail　walked　out　of　the　circle　to　the　place　where　Cedric's　body　lay　and　returned　with　Harry's　wand；　which　he　thrust　roughly　into　Harry's　hand　without　looking　at　him。　Then　Wormtail　resumed　his　place　in　the　circle　of　watching　Death　Eaters。
　　　〃You　have　been　taught　how　to　duel。　Harry　Potter？〃　said　Voldemort　softly；　his　red　eyes　glinting　through　the　darkness。
　　　At　these　words　Harry　remembered；　as　though　from　a　former　life；　the　dueling　club　at　Hogwarts　he　had　attended　briefly　two　years　ago。。。　All　he　had　learned　there　was　the　Disarming　Spell；　〃Expelliarmus〃。。。　and　what　use　would　it　be　to　deprive　Voldemort　of　his　wand；　even　if　he　could；　when　he　was　surrounded　by　Death　Eaters；　outnumbered　by　at　least　thirty　to　one？　He　had　never　learned　anything　that　could　possibly　fit　him　for　this。　He　knew　he　was　facing　the　thing　against　which　Moody　had　always　warned。。。　the　unblockable　Avada　Kedavra　curse…and　Voldemort　was　right…his　mother　was　not　here　to　die　for　him　this　time。。。　He　was　quite　unprotected。。。
　　　〃We　bow　to　each　other。　Harry；〃　said　Voldemort；　bending　a　little；　but　keeping　his　snakelike　face　upturned　to　Harry。　〃e；　the　niceties　must　be　observed。。。　Dumbledore　would　like　you　to　show　manners。。。　Bow　to　death；　Harry。。。〃
　　　The　Death　Eaters　were　laughing　again。　Voldemorts　lipless　mouth　was　smiling。　Harry　did　not　bow。　He　was　not　going　to　let　Voldemort　play　with　him　before　killing　him　。。。he　was　not　going　to　give　him　that　satisfaction。。。
　　　〃I　said；　bow；〃　Voldemort　said；　raising　his　wand…and　Harry　felt　his　spine　curve　as　though　a　huge；　invisible　hand　were　bending　him　ruthlessly　forward；　and　the　Death　Eaters　laughed　harder　than　ever。
　　　〃Very　good；〃　said　Voldemort　softly；　and　as　he　raised　his　wand　the　pressure　bearing　down　upon　Harry　lifted　too。　〃And　now　you　face　me；　like　a　man。。。　straight…backed　and　proud；　the　way　your　father　died。。。
　　　〃And　now…we　duel。〃
　　　Voldemort　raised　his　wand；　and　before　Harry　could　do　anything　to　defend　himself；　before　he　could　even　move；　he　had　been　hit　again　by　the　Cruciatus　Curse。　The　pain　was　so　intense；　so　all…consuming；　that　he　no　longer　knew　where　he　was。。。　White…hot　knives　were　piercing　every　inch　of　his　skin；　his　head　was　surely　going　to　burst　with　pain；　he　was　screaming　more　loudly　than　he'd　ever　screamed　in　his　life…
　　　And　then　it　stopped。　Harry　rolled　over　and　scrambled　to　his　feet；　he　was　shaking　as　uncontrollably　as　Wormtail　had　done　when　his　hand　had　been　cut　off；　he　staggered　sideways　into　the　wall　of　watching　Death　Eaters；　and　they　pushed　him　away；　back　toward　Voldemort。
　　　〃A　little　break；〃　said　Voldemort；　the　slit…like　nostrils　dilating　with　excitement；　〃a　little　pause。。。　That　hurt；　didn't　it。　Harry？　You　don't　want　me　to　do　that　again；　do　you？〃
　　　Harry　didn't　answer。　He　was　going　to　die　like　Cedric；　those　pitiless　red　eyes　were　telling　him　so　。。。he　was　going　to　die；　and　there　was　nothing　he　could　do　about　it。。。　but　he　wasn't　going　to　play　along。　He　wasn't　going　to　obey　Voldemort。。。　he　wasn't　going　to　beg。。。
　　　〃I　asked　you　whether　you　want　me　to　do　that　again；〃　said　Voldemort　softly。　〃Answer　me！　Imperial〃
　　　And　Harry　felt；　for　the　third　time　in　his　life；　the　sensation　that　his　mind　had　been　wiped　of　all　thought。。。　Ah；　it　was　bliss；　not　to　think；　it　was　as　though　he　were　floating；　dreaming　。。。just　answer　no　。。。say　no　。。。just　answer　no。。。
　　　I　will　not；　said　a　stronger　voice；　in　the　back　of　his　head；　I　won't　answer。。。
　　　Just　answer　no。。。
　　　I　won't　do　it；　I　won't　say　it。。。
　　　Just　answer　no。。。
　　　〃I　WON'T！〃
　　　And　these　words　burst　from　Harry's　mouth；　they　echoed　through　the　graveyard；　and　the　dream　state　was　lifted　as　suddenly　as　though　cold　water　had　been　thrown　over　him…back　rushed　the　aches　that　the　Cruciatus　Curse　had　left　all　over　his　body…back　rushed　the　realization　of　where　he　was；　and　what　he　was　facing。。。
　　　〃You　won't？〃　said　Voldemort　quietly；　and　the　Death　Eaters　were　not　laughing　now。　〃You　won't　say　no？　Harry；　obedience　is　a　virtue　I　need　to　teach　you　before　you　die。。。　Perhaps　another　little　dose　of　pain？〃
　　　Voldemort　raised　his　wand；　but　this　time　Harry　was　ready；　with　the　reflexes　born　of　his　Quidditch　training；　he　flung　himself　sideways　onto　the　ground；　he　rolled　behind　the　marble　headstone　of　Voldemort　s　father；　and　he　heard　it　crack　as　the　curse　missed　him。
　　　〃We　are　not　playing　hide…and…seek；　Harry；〃　said　Voldemort's　soft；　cold　voice；　drawing　nearer；　as　the　Death　Eaters　laughed。　〃You　cannot　hide　from　me。　Does　this　mean　you　are　tired　of　our　duel？　Does　this　mean　that　you　would　prefer　me　to　finish　it　now；　Harry？　e　out；　Harry。。。　e　out　and　play；　then　。。。it　will　be　quick　。。。it　might　even　be　painless　。。。I　would　not　know。。。　I　have　never　died。。。〃
　　　Harry　crouched　behind　the　headstone　and　knew　the　end　had　e。　There　was　no　hope　。。。no　help　to　be　had。　And　as　he　heard　Voldemort　draw　nearer　still；　he　knew　one　thing　only；　and　it　was　beyond　fear　or　reason：　He　was　not　going　to　die　crouching　here　like　a　child　playing　hide…and…seek；　he　was　not　going　to　die　kneeling　at　Voldemort　s　feet。。。　he　was　going　to　die　upright　like　his　father；　and　he　was　going　to　die　trying　to　de