jkrowling.harrypotterandgf-第112部分

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　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　said　I'd　seen　him　kissing　Florence　behind　the　greenhouses　last　Thursday。。。〃
　　　〃But　why。　Bertha；〃　said　Dumbledore　sadly；　looking　up　at　the　now　silently　revolving　girl；　〃why　did　you　have　to　follow　him　in　the　first　place？〃
　　　〃Bertha？〃　Harry　whispered；　looking　up　at　her。　〃Is　that…was　that　Bertha　Jorkins？〃
　　　〃Yes；〃　said　Dumbledore；　prodding　the　thoughts　in　the　basin　again；　Bertha　sank　back　into　them；　and　they　became　silvery　and　opaque　once　more。　〃That　was　Bertha　as　I　remember　her　at　school。〃
　　　The　silvery　light　from　the　Pensieve　illuminated　Dumbledore's　face；　and　it　struck　Harry　suddenly　how　very　old　he　was　looking。　He　knew；　of　course；　that　Dumbledore　was　getting　on　in　years；　but　somehow　he　never　really　thought　of　Dumbledore　as　an　old　man。
　　　〃So；　Harry；〃　said　Dumbledore　quietly。　〃Before　you　got　lost　in　my　thoughts；　you　wanted　to　tell　me　something。〃
　　　〃Yes；〃　said　Harry。　〃Professor…I　was　in　Divination　just　now；　and…er…I　fell　asleep。〃
　　　He　hesitated　here；　wondering　if　a　reprimand　was　ing；　but　Dumbledore　merely　said；　〃Quite　understandable。　Continue。〃
　　　〃Well；　I　had　a　dream；〃　said　Harry。　〃A　dream　about　Lord　Voldemort。　He　was　torturing　Wormtail。。。　you　know　who　Wormtail…〃
　　　〃I　do　know；〃　said　Dumbledore　promptly。　〃Please　continue。〃
　　　〃Voldemort　got　a　letter　from　an　owl。　He　said　something　like；　Wormtail's　blunder　had　been　repaired。　He　said　someone　was　dead。　Then　he　said；　Wormtail　wouldn't　be　fed　to　the　snake…there　was　a　snake　beside　his　chair。　He　said…he　said　he'd　be　feeding　me　to　it；
　　　instead。　Then　he　did　the　Cruciatus　Curse　on　Wormtail…and　my　scar　hurt；〃　Harry　said。　〃It　woke　me　up；　it　hurt　so　badly。〃
　　　Dumbledore　merely　looked　at　him。
　　　〃Er…that's　all；〃　said　Harry。
　　　〃I　see；〃　said　Dumbledore　quietly。　〃I　see。　Now；　has　your　scar　hurt　at　any　other　time　this　year；　excepting　the　time　it　woke　you　up　over　the　summer？〃
　　　〃No；　I…how　did　you　know　it　woke　me　up　over　the　summer？〃　said　Harry；　astonished。
　　　〃You　are　not　Sirius's　only　correspondent；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃I　have　also　been　in　contact　with　him　ever　since　he　left　Hogwarts　last　year。　It　was　I　who　suggested　the　mountainside　cave　as　the　safest　place　for　him　to　stay。〃
　　　Dumbledore　got　up　and　began　walking　up　and　down　behind　his　desk。　Every　now　and　then；　he　placed　his　wand　tip　to　his　temple；　removed　another　shining　silver　thought；　and　added　it　to　the　Pensieve。　The　thoughts　inside　began　to　swirl　so　fast　that　Harry　couldn't　make　out　anything　clearly：　It　was　merely　a　blur　of　color。
　　　〃Professor？〃　he　said　quietly；　after　a　couple　of　minutes。
　　　Dumbledore　stopped　pacing　and　looked　at　Harry。
　　　〃My　apologies；〃　he　said　quietly。　He　sat　back　down　at　his　desk。
　　　〃D'you…d'you　know　why　my　scar's　hurting　me？〃
　　　Dumbledore　looked　very　intently　at　Harry　for　a　moment；　and　then　said；　〃I　have　a　theory；　no　more　than　that。。。　It　is　my　belief　that　your　scar　hurts　both　when　Lord　Voldemort　is　near　you；　and　when　he　is　feeling　a　particularly　strong　surge　of　hatred。〃
　　　〃But。。。　why？〃
　　　〃Because　you　and　he　are　connected　by　the　curse　that　failed；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃That　is　no　ordinary　scar。〃
　　　〃So　you　think。。。　that　dream。。。　did　it　really　happen？〃
　　　〃It　is　possible；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃I　would　say…probable。　Harry…did　you　see　Voldemort？〃
　　　〃No；〃　said　Harry。　〃Just　the　back　of　his　chair。　But…there　wouldn't　have　been　anything　to　see；　would　there？　I　mean；　he　hasn't　got　a　body；　has　he？　But。。。　but　then　how　could　he　have　held　the　wand？〃　Harry　said　slowly。
　　　〃How　indeed？〃　muttered　Dumbledore。　〃How　indeed。。。〃
　　　Neither　Dumbledore　nor　Harry　spoke　for　a　while。　Dumbledore　was　gazing　across　the　room；　and；　every　now　and　then；　placing　his　wand　tip　to　his　temple　and　adding　another　shining　silver　thought　to　the　seething　mass　within　the　Pensieve。
　　　〃Professor；〃　Harry　said　at　last；　〃do　you　think　he's　getting　stronger？〃
　　　〃Voldemort？〃　said　Dumbledore；　looking　at　Harry　over　the　Pensieve。　It　was　the　characteristic；　piercing　look　Dumbledore　had　given　him　on　other　occasions；　and　always　made　Harry　feel　as　though　Dumbledore　were　seeing　right　through　him　in　a　way　that　even　Moody's　magical　eye　could　not。　〃Once　again。　Harry；　I　can　only　give　you　my　suspicions。〃
　　　Dumbledore　sighed　again；　and　he　looked　older；　and　wearier；　than　ever。
　　　〃The　years　of　Voldemort's　ascent　to　power；〃　he　said；　〃were　marked　with　disappearances。　Bertha　Jorkins　has　vanished　without　a　trace　in　the　place　where　Voldemort　was　certainly　known　to　be　last。　Mr。　Crouch　too　has　disappeared。。。　within　these　very　grounds。　And　there　was　a　third　disappearance；　one　which　the　Ministry；　I　regret　to　say；　do　not　consider　of　any　importance；　for　it　concerns　a　Muggle。　His　name　was　Frank　Bryce；　he　lived　in　the　village　where　Voldemort's　father　grew　up；　and　he　has　not　been　seen　since　last　August。　You　see；　I　read　the　Muggle　newspapers；　unlike　most　of　my　Ministry　friends。〃
　　　Dumbledore　looked　very　seriously　at　Harry。
　　　〃These　disappearances　seem　to　me　to　be　linked。　The　Ministry　disagrees…as　you　may　have　heard；　while　waiting　outside　my　office。〃
　　　Harry　nodded。　Silence　fell　between　them　again；　Dumbledore　extracting　thoughts　every　now　and　then。　Harry　felt　as　though　he　o