jkrowling.harrypotterandgf-第77部分

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roperly；　the　others　abandoned　their　snowball　fight　and　trooped　back　to　the　mon　room。　The　Fat　Lady　was　sitting　in　her　frame　with　her　friend　Violet　from　downstairs；　both　of　them　extremely　tipsy；　empty　boxes　of　chocolate　liqueurs　littering　the　bottom　other　picture。
　　　〃Lairy　fights；　that's　the　one！〃　she　giggled　when　they　gave　the　password；　and　she　swung　forward　to　let　them　inside。
　　　Harry；　Ron；　Seamus；　Dean；　and　Neville　changed　into　their　dress　robes　up　in　their　dormitory；　all　of　them　looking　very　self…conscious；　but　none　as　much　as　Ron；　who　surveyed　himself　in　the　long　mirror　in　the　corner　with　an　appalled　look　on　his　face。　There　was　just　no　getting　around　the　fact　that　his　robes　looked　more　like　a　dress　than　anything　else。　In　a　desperate　attempt　to　make　them　look　more　manly；　he　used　a　Severing　Charm　on　the　ruff　and　cuffs。　It　worked　fairly　well；　at　least　he　was　now　lace…free；　although　he　hadn't　done　a　very　neat　job；　and　the　edges　still　looked　depressingly　frayed　as　the　boys　set　off　downstairs。
　　　〃I　still　can't　work　out　how　you　two　got　the　best…looking　girls　in　the　year；〃　muttered　Dean。
　　　〃Animal　magnetism；〃　said　Ron　gloomily；　pulling　stray　threads　out　of　his　cuffs。
　　　The　mon　room　looked　strange；　full　of　people　wearing　different　colors　instead　of　the　usual　mass　of　black。　Parvati　was　waiting　for　Harry　at　the　foot　of　the　stairs。　She　looked　very　pretty　indeed；　in　robes　of　shocking　pink；　with　her　long　dark　plait　braided　with　gold；　and　gold　bracelets　glimmering　at　her　wrists。　Harry　was　relieved　to　see　that　she　wasn't　giggling。
　　　〃You…er…look　nice；〃　he　said　awkwardly。
　　　〃Thanks；〃　she　said。　〃Padma's　going　to　meet　you　in　the　entrance　hall；〃　she　added　to　Ron。
　　　〃Right；〃　said　Ron；　looking　around。　〃Where's　Hermione？〃
　　　Parvati　shrugged。　〃Shall　we　go　down　then；　Harry？〃
　　　〃Okay；〃　said　Harry；　wishing　he　could　just　stay　in　the　mon　room。　Fred　winked　at　Harry　as　he　passed　him　on　the　way　out　of　the　portrait　hole。
　　　The　entrance　hall　was　packed　with　students　too；　all　milling　around　waiting　for　eight　o'clock；　when　the　doors　to　the　Great　Hall　would　be　thrown　open。　Those　people　who　were　meeting　partners　from　different　Houses　were　edging　through　the　crowd　trying　to　find　one　another。　Parvati　found　her　sister；　Padma；　and　led　her　over　to　Harry　and　Ron。
　　　〃Hi；〃　said　Padma；　who　was　looking　just　as　pretty　as　Parvati　in　robes　of　bright　turquoise。　She　didn't　look　too　enthusiastic　about　having　Ron　as　a　partner；　though；　her　dark　eyes　lingered　on　the　frayed　neck　and　sleeves　of　his　dress　robes　as　she　looked　him　up　and　down。
　　　〃Hi；〃　said　Ron；　not　looking　at　her；　but　staring　around　at　the　crowd。　〃Oh　no　。。。〃
　　　He　bent　his　knees　slightly　to　hide　behind　Harry；　because　Fleur　Delacour　was　passing；　looking　stunning　in　robes　of　silver…gray　satin；　and　acpanied　by　the　Ravenclaw　Quidditch　captain；　Roger　Davies。　When　they　had　disappeared；　Ron　stood　straight　again　and　stared　over　the　heads　of　the　crowd。
　　　〃Where　is　Hermione？〃　he　said　again。
　　　A　group　of　Slytherins　came　up　the　steps　from　their　dungeon　mon　room。　Malfoy　was　in　front；　he　was　wearing　dress　robes　of　black　velvet　with　a　high　collar；　which　in　Harry's　opinion　made　him　look　like　a　vicar。　Pansy　Parkinson　in　very　frilly　robes　of　pale　pink　was　clutching　Malfoy's　arm。　Crabbe　and　Goyle　were　both　wearing　green；　they　resembled　moss…colored　boulders；　and　neither　of　them；　Harry　was　pleased　to　see；　had　managed　to　find　a　partner。
　　　The　oak　front　doors　opened；　and　everyone　turned　to　look　as　the　Durmstrang　students　entered　with　Professor　Karkaroff。　Krum　was　at　the　front　of　the　party；　acpanied　by　a　pretty　girl　in　blue　robes　Harry　didn't　know。　Over　their　heads　he　saw　that　an　area　of　lawn　right　in　front　of　the　castle　had　been　transformed　into　a　sort　of　grotto　full　of　fairy　lights…meaning　hundreds　of　actual　living　fairies　were　sitting　in　the　rosebushes　that　had　been　conjured　there；　and　fluttering　over　the　statues　of　what　seemed　to　be　Father　Christmas　and　his　reindeer。
　　　Then　Professor　McGonagall's　voice　called；　〃Champions　over　here；　please！〃
　　　Parvati　readjusted　her　bangles；　beaming；　she　and　Harry　said；　〃See　you　in　a　minute〃　to　Ron　and　Padma　and　walked　forward；　the　chattering　crowd　parting　to　let　them　through。　Professor　McGonagall；　who　was　wearing　dress　robes　of　red　tartan　and　had　arranged　a　rather　ugly　wreath　of　thistles　around　the　brim　other　hat；　told　them　to　wait　on　one　side　of　the　doors　while　everyone　else　went　inside；　they　were　to　enter　the　Great　Hall　in　procession　when　the　rest　of　the　students　had　sat　down。　Fleur　Delacour　and　Roger　Davies　stationed　themselves　nearest　the　doors；　Davies　looked　so　stunned　by　his　good　fortune　in　having　Fleur　for　a　partner　that　he　could　hardly　take　his　eyes　off　her。　Cedric　and　Cho　were　close　to　Harry　too；　he　looked　away　from　them　so　he　wouldn't　have　to　talk　to　them。　His　eyes　fell　instead　on　the　girl　next　to　Krum。　His　jaw　dropped。
　　　It　was　Hermione。
　　　But　she　didn't　look　like　Hermione　at　all。　She　had　done　something　with　her　hair；　it　was　no　longer　bushy　but　sleek　and　shiny；　and　twisted　up　into　an　elegant　knot　at　the　back　of　her　head。　She　was　wearing　robes　made　of　a　floaty；　periwinkle…blue　material；　and　she　was　holding　herself　differently；　somehow…or　maybe　it　was　merely　the　absence　of　the　twenty　or　so　books　she　usually　had　slung　over　her　back。　She　was　also　smiling…rather　nervously；　it　was　true…but　the　reduction　in　the　size　of　her　front　teeth　was　more　noticeable　than　ever；　Harry　couldn't　understand　how　he　hadn't　spotted　it　before。
　　　〃Hi；　Harry！〃　she　said。　〃Hi；　Parvati！〃
　　　Parvati　was　gazing　at　Hermione　in　unflattering　disbelief。　She　wasn't　the　only　one　either；　when　the　doors　to　the　Great　Hall　opened；　Krum's　fan　club　from　the　library　stalked　past；　throwing　Hermione　looks　of　deepest　loathing。　Pansy　Parkinson　gaped　at　her　as　she　walked　by　with　Malfoy；　and　even　he　didn't　seem　to　be　able　to　find　an　insult　to　throw　at　her。　Ron；　however；　walked　right　past　Hermione　without　looking　at　her。
　　　Once　everyone　else　was　settled　in　the　Hall；　Professor　McGonagall　told　the　champions　and　their　partners　to　get　in　line　in　pairs　and　to　follow　her。　They　did　so；　and　everyone　in　the　Great　Hall　applauded　as　they　entered　and　started　walking　up　toward　a　large　round　table　at　the　top　of　the　Hall；　where　the　judges　were　sitting。
　　　The　walls　of　the　Hall　had　all　been　covered　in　sparkling　silver　frost；　with　hundreds　of　garlands　of　mistletoe　and　ivy　crossing　the　starry　black　ceiling。　The　House　tables　had　vanished；　instead；　there　were　about　a　hundred　smaller；　lantern…lit　ones；　each　seating　about　a　dozen　people。
　　　Harry　concentrated　on　not　tripping　over　his　feet。　Parvati　seemed　to　be　enjoying　herself；　she　was　beaming　around　at　everybody；　steering　Harry　so　forcefully　that　he　felt　as　though　he　were　a　show　dog　she　was　putting　through　its　paces。　He　caught　sight　of　Ron　and　Padma　as　he　neared　the　top　table。　Ron　was　watching　Hermione　pass　with　narrowed　eyes。　Padma　was　looking　sulky。
　　　Dumbledore　smiled　happily　as　the　champions　approached　the　top　table；　but　Karkaroff　wore　an　expression　remarkably　like　Ron's　as　he　watched　Krum　and　Hermione　draw　nearer。　Ludo　Bagman；　tonight　in　robes　of　bright　purple　with　large　yellow　stars；　was　clapping　as　enthusiastically　as　any　of　the　students；　and　Madame　Maxime；　who　had　changed　her　usual　uniform　of　black　satin　for　a　flowing　gown　of　lavender　silk；　was　applauding　them　politely。　But　Mr。　Crouch；　Harry　suddenly　realized；　was　not　there。　The　fifth　seat　at　the　table　was　occupied　by　Percy　Weasley。
　　　When　the　champions　and　their　partners　reached　the　table；　Percy　drew　out　the　empty　chair　beside　him；　staring　pointedly　at　Harry。　Harry　took　the　hint　and　sat　down　next　to　Percy；　who　was　wearing　brand…new；　navy…blue　dress　robes　and　an　expression　of　such　smugness　that　Harry　thought　it　ought　to　be　fined。
　　　〃I've　been　promoted；〃　Percy　said　before　Harry　could　even　ask；　and　from　his　tone；　he　might　have　been　announcing　his　election　as　supreme　ruler　of　the　universe。　〃I'm　now　Mr。　Crouch's　personal　assistant；　and　I'm　here　representing　him。〃
　　　〃Why　didn't　he　e？〃　Harry　asked。　He　wasn't　looking　forward　to　being　lectured　on　cauldron　bottoms　all　through　dinner。
　　　〃I'm　afraid　to　say　Mr。　Crouch　isn't　well；　not　well　at　all。　Hasn't　been　right　since　the　World　Cup。　Hardly　surprising…overwork。　He's　not