3.harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban-第27部分

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　　〃You　are　easily　satisfied。　Lupin　is　hardly　overtaxing　you　　I　；Would　expect　first　years　to　be　able　to　deal　with　Red　Caps　and　grindylows。　Today　we　shall　discuss　〃
　　Harry　watched　him　flick　through　the　textbook；　to　the　very　back　chapter；　which　he　must　know　they　hadn't　covered。
　　〃Werewolves；〃　said　Snape。
　　〃But；　sir；〃　said　Hermione；　seemingly　unable　to　restrain　herself；　〃we're　not　supposed　to　do　werewolves　yet；　we're　due　to　start　hinkypunks　〃
　　〃Miss　Granger；〃　said　Snape　in　a　voice　of　deadly　calm；　〃I　was　under　the　impression　that　I　am　teaching　this　lesson；　not　you。　And　I　am　telling　you　all　to　turn　to　page　394。〃　He　glanced　around　again。　'All　of　you！　Now！〃
　　With　many　bitter　sidelong　looks　and　some　sullen　muttering；　the　class　opened　their　books。
　　〃Which　of　you　can　tell　me　how　we　distinguish　between　the　werewolf　and　the　true　wolf？〃　said　Snape。
　　Everyone　sat　in　motionless　silence；　everyone　except　Hermione；　whose　hand；　as　it　so　often　did；　had　shot　straight　into　the　air。
　　〃Anyone？〃　Snape　said；　ignoring　Hermione。　His　twisted　smile　was　back。　〃Are　you　telling　me　that　Professor　Lupin　hasn't　even　taught　you　the　basic　distinction　between　〃
　　〃We　told　you；〃　said　Parvati　suddenly；　〃we　haven't　got　as　far　as　werewolves　yet；　we're　still　on　〃
　　〃Silence！〃　snarled　Snape。　〃Well；　well；　well；　I　never　thought　I'd　meet　a　third…year　class　who　wouldn't　even　recognize　a　werewolf　when　they　saw　one。　I　shall　make　a　point　of　informing　Professor　Dumbledore　how　very　behind　you　all　are。。。。〃
　　〃Please；　sir；〃　said　Hermione；　whose　hand　was　still　in　the　air；　〃the　werewolf　differs　from　the　true　wolf　in　several　small　ways。　The　snout　of　the　werewolf　〃
　　〃That　is　the　second　time　you　have　spoken　out　of　turn；　Miss　Granger；〃　said　Snape　coolly。　〃Five　more　points　from　Gryffindor　for　being　an　insufferable　know…it…all。〃
　　Hermione　went　very　red；　put　down　her　hand；　and　stared　at　the　floor　with　her　eyes　full　of　tears。　It　was　a　mark　of　how　much　the　class　loathed　Snape　that　they　were　all　glaring　at　him；　because　every　one　of　them　had　called　Hermione　a　know…it…all　at　least　once；　and　Ron；　who　told　Hermione　she　was　a　know…it…all　at　least　twice　a　week；　said　loudly；　〃You　asked　us　a　question　and　she　knows　the　answer！　Why　ask　if　you　don't　want　to　be　told？〃
　　The　class　knew　instantly　he'd　gone　too　far。　Snape　advanced　on　Ron　slowly；　and　the　room　held　its　breath。
　　〃Detention；　Weasley；〃　Snape　said　silkily；　his　face　very　close　to　Ron's。　〃And　if　I　ever　hear　you　criticize　the　way　I　teach　a　class　again；　you　will　be　very　sorry　indeed。〃
　　No　one　made　a　sound　throughout　the　rest　of　the　lesson。　They　sat　and　made　notes　on　werewolves　from　the　textbook；　while　Snape　prowled　up　and　down　the　rows　of　desks；　examining　the　work　they　had　been　doing　with　Professor　Lupin。
　　〃Very　poorly　explained。。。　That　is　incorrect；　the　kappa　is　more　monly　found　in　Mongolia。。。。　Professor　Lupin　gave　this　eight　out　of　ten？　I　wouldn't　have　given　it　three。。。。〃
　　When　the　bell　rang　at　last；　Snape　held　them　back。
　　〃You　will　each　write　an　essay；　to　be　handed　in　to　me；　on　the　ways　you　recognize　and　kill　werewolves。　I　want　two　rolls　of　parchment　or；　the　subject；　and　I　want　them　by　Monday　morning。　It　is　time　somebody　took　this　class　in　hand。　Weasley；　stay　behind；　we　need　to　arrange　your　detention。〃
　　Harry　and　Hermione　left　the　room　with　the　rest　of　the　class；　who　waited　until　they　were　well　out　of　earshot；　then　burst　into　a　furious　tirade　about　Snape。
　　〃Snape's　never　been　like　this　with　any　of　our　other　Defense　Against　the　Dark　Arts　teachers；　even　if　he　did　want　the　job；〃　Harry　said　to　Hermione。　〃Why's　he　got　it　in　for　Lupin？　D'you　think　this　is　all　because　of　the　boggart？〃
　　〃I　don't　know；〃　said　Hermione　pensively。　〃But　I　really　hope　Professor　Lupin　gets　better　soon。。。。〃
　　Ron　caught　up　with　them　five　minutes　later；　in　a　towering　rage。
　　〃D'you　know　what　that　〃　（he　called　Snape　something　that　made　Hermione　say　〃Ron！〃）　〃　is　making　me　do？　I've　got　to　scrub　out　the　bedpans　in　the　hospital　wing。　Without　magic！〃　He　was　breathing　deeply；　his　fists　clenched。　〃Why　couldn't　Black　have　hidden　in　Snape's　office；　eh？　He　could　have　finished　him　off　for　us！〃
　　Harry　woke　extremely　early　the　next　morning；　so　early　that　it　was　till　dark。　For　a　moment　he　thought　the　roaring　of　the　wind　had　woken　him。　Then　he　felt　a　cold　breeze　on　the　back　of　his　neck　and　sat　bolt　upright　　Peeves　the　Poltergeist　had　been　floating　next　to　him；　blowing　hard　in　his　ear。
　　〃What　did　you　do　that　for？〃　said　Harry　furiously。　Peeves　puffed　out　his　cheeks；　blew　hard；　and　zoomed　backward　out　of　the　room；　cackling。
　　Harry　fumbled　for　his　alarm　clock　and　looked　at　it。　It　was　half　past　four。　Cursing　Peeves；　he　rolled　over　and　tried　to　get　back　to　sleep；　but　it　was　very　difficult；　now　that　he　was　awake；　to　ignore　the　sounds　of　the　thunder　rumbling　overhead；　the　pounding　of　the　wind　against　the　castle　walls；　and　the　distant　creaking　of　the　trees　in　the　Forbidden　Forest。　In　a　few　hours　he　would　be　out　on　the　Quidditch　field；　battling　through　that　gale。　Finally；　he　gave　up　any　thought　of　more　sleep；　got　up；　dressed；　picked　up　his　Nimbus　Two　Thousand；　and　walked　quietly　out　of　the　dormitory。
　　As　Harry　opened　the　door；　something　brushed　against　his　leg。　He　bent　down　just　in　time　to　grab　Crookshanks　by　the　end　of　his　bushy　tail　and　drag　him　outside。
　　〃You　know；　I　reckon　Ron　was　right　about　you；〃　Harry　told　Crookshanks　suspiciously。　〃There　are　plenty　of　mice　around　this　place　　go　and　chase　them。　Go　on；〃　he　added；　nudging　Crookshanks　down　the　spiral　staircase　with　his　foot。　〃Leave　Scabbers　alone。〃
　　The　noise　of　the　storm　was　even　louder　in　the　mon　roorn。　Harry　knew　better　than　to　think　the　match　would　be　canceled；　Quidditch　matches　weren't　called　off　for　trifles　like　thunderstorms。　Nevertheless；　he　was　starting　to　feel　very　apprehensive。　Wood　had　pointed　out　Cedric　Diggory　to　him　in　the　corridor；　Diggory　was　a　fifth　year　and　a　lot　bigger　than　Harry。　Seekers　were　usually　light
　　and　speedy；　but　Diggory's　weight　would　be　an　advantage　in　this　weather　because　he　was　less　likely　to　be　blown　off　course。
　　Harry　whiled　away　the　hours　until　dawn　in　front　of　the　fire；　getting　up　every　now　and　then　to　stop　Crookshanks　from　sneaking　up
　　the　boys；　staircase　again。　At　long　last　Harry　thought　it　must　be　time　for　breakfast；　so　he　headed　through　the　portrait　hole　alone。
　　〃Stand　and　fight；　you　mangy　cur！〃　yelled　Sir　Cadogan。
　　〃Oh；　shut　up；〃　Harry　yawned。
　　He　revived　a　bit　over　a　large　bowl　of　porridge；　and　by　the　time　he'd　started　on　toast；　the　rest　of　the　team　had　turned　up。
　　〃It's　going　to　be　a　tough　one；〃　said　Wood；　who　wasn't　eating　anything。
　　〃Stop　worrying；　Oliver；〃　said　Alicia　soothingly；　〃we　don't　mind　a　bit　of　rain。〃
　　But　it　was　considerably　more　than　a　bit　of　rain。　Such　was　the　popularity　of　Quidditch　that　the　whole　school　turned　out　to　watch　the　match　as　usual；　but　they　ran　down　the　lawns　toward　the　Quidditch　field；　heads　bowed　against　the　ferocious　wind；　umbrellas　being　whipped　out　of　their　hands　as　they　went。　just　before　he　entered　the　locker　room；　Harry　saw　Malfoy；　Crabbe；　and　Goyle；　laughing　and　pointing　at　him　from　under　an　enormous　umbrella　on　their　way　to　the　stadium。
　　The　team　changed　into　their　scarlet　robes　and　waited　for　Wood's　usual　pre…match　pep　talk；　but　it　didn't　e。　He　tried　to　speak　several　times；　made　an　odd　gulping　noise；　then　shook　his　head　hopelessly　and　beckoned　them　to　follow　him。
　　The　wind　was　so　strong　that　they　staggered　sideways　as　they　walked　out　onto　the　field。　If　the　crowd　was　cheering；　they　couldn't　hear　it　over　the　fresh　rolls　of　thunder。　Rain　was　splattering　over　Harry's　glasses。　How　on　earth　was　he　going　to　see　the　Snitch　in　this？
　　The　Hufflepuffs　were　approaching　from　the　opposite　side　of　the　field；　wearing　canary…yellow　robes。　The　Captains　walked　up　to　eacb　other　and　shook　hands；　Diggory　smiled　at　Wood　but　Wood　no；　looked　as　though　he　had　lockjaw　and　merely　nodded。　Harry　saw　Madam　Hooch's　mouth　form　the　words；　〃Mount　Your　brooms。；；　He　pulled　his　right　foot　out　of　the　mud　with　a　squelch　and　swung　it　over　his　Nimbus　Two　Thousand。　Madam　Hooch　put　her　whistle　to　her　lips　and　gave　it　a　blast　that　sounded　shrill　and　distant　they　were　off
　　Harry　rose　fast；　but　his　Nimbus　was　swerving　slightly　with　the　wind。　He　held　it　as　steady　as　he　could　and　turned；　squinting　into　the　rain。
　　Within　five　minutes　Harry　was　soaked　to　his　skin　and　frozen；　hardly　able　to　see　his　teammates；　let　alone　the　tiny　Snitch。　He　flew　backward　and　forward　across　the　field　past　blurred　red　and　yellow　shapes；　with　no　idea　of　what　was　happening　in　the　rest　of　the　game。　He　couldn't　hear　the　mentary　over　the　wind。　The　crowd　was　hidden　beneath　a　sea　of　cloaks　and　battered　umbrellas。　Twice　Harry　came　very　close　to　being　unseated　by　a　Bludger；　his　vision　was　so　clouded　by　the　rain　on　his　glasses　he　hadn't　seen　them　ing。
　　He　lost　track　of　time。　It　was　getting　harder　and　harder　to　hold　his　broom　straight。　The　sky　was　getting　darker；　as　though　night　had　decided　to　e　early。　Twice　Harry　nearly　hit　another　player；　without　knowing　whether　it　was　a　teammate　or　opponent；　everyone　was　now　so　wet；　and　the　rain　so　thick；　he　could　hardly　tell　them　apart。。。。
　　With　the　fi