HPMOR 第5章｜基本归因错误（中英对照）

原文来源：HPMOR 官方第 5 章。下文保留英文原文，每段英文下方紧跟依据英文重新判断和改写的中文；中文为非官方译文，不直接转载现成译本。

J. K. Rowling is staring at you. Can you feel her eyes on you? She's reading your mind using her Rowling Rays.

J·K·罗琳正在盯着你。你能感觉到她的目光吗？她正用她的「罗琳射线」读取你的心思。

The Moke Shop was a quaint little shop (some might even say cute) ensconced behind a vegetable stall that was behind a magical glove shop that was on an alleyway off a side street of Diagon Alley. Disappointingly, the shopkeeper was not a wizened ancient crone; just a nervous-looking young woman wearing faded yellow robes. Right now she was holding out a Moke Super Pouch QX31, whose selling point was that it had a Widening Lip as well as an Undetectable Extension Charm: you could actually fit big things in it, though the total volume was still limited.

莫克商店是一家古朴的小店，有些人甚至会说它挺可爱的。它藏在一个蔬菜摊后面；蔬菜摊又在一家魔法手套店后面，而那家手套店位于对角巷一条侧街的支巷里。遗憾的是，店主并不是满脸皱纹的老女巫，只是一个穿着褪色黄袍、看上去有些紧张的年轻女人。此刻，她正递出一个 QX31 型莫克超级袋。这个袋子的卖点是有扩口咒，还施了无痕伸展咒：大件物品确实能塞进去，只是总容量仍然有限。

Harry had insisted on coming here straight away, first thing - insisted as hard as he thought he could without making Professor McGonagall suspicious. Harry had something he needed to put into the pouch as soon as possible. It wasn't the bag of Galleons that Professor McGonagall had allowed him to withdraw from Gringotts. It was all the other Galleons that Harry had surreptitiously shoved into his pocket after falling into a heap of gold coins. That had been a real accident, but Harry was never one to discard an opportunity... though it'd really been more of a spur-of-the-moment thing. Ever since Harry had been awkwardly carrying the allowed bag of Galleons next to his trouser pocket, so that any jingling would seem to come from the right place.

哈利坚持要第一时间来这里——他尽力坚持到不让麦格教授起疑的程度。哈利有样东西必须尽快放进袋子里。那不是麦格教授允许他从古灵阁取出的那袋金加隆，而是他跌进金币堆后，偷偷塞进口袋里的其他金加隆。那次跌倒确实是意外，可哈利从来不会白白放过机会……不过，那更像是一时兴起的举动。之后，他一直很别扭地把那袋获准带走的金加隆挨着裤兜拿着，好让叮叮当当的声音听起来像是从正确的地方传出来的。

This still left the question of how he was actually going to get the other coins into the pouch without getting caught. The golden coins might have been his, but they were still stolen - self-stolen? Auto-thieved?

但问题还在：他究竟要怎样才能不被抓住，把那些其他金币弄进袋子里？那些金币也许属于他，可毕竟还是偷来的——自偷？自动盗窃？

Harry looked up from the Moke Super Pouch QX31 on the counter in front of him. "Can I try this for a bit? To make sure it works, um, reliably?" He widened his eyes in an expression of boyish, playful innocence.

哈利从面前柜台上的 QX31 型莫克超级袋上抬起头来。「我能试一会儿吗？嗯，确认一下它是不是每次都可靠？」他睁大眼睛，摆出男孩般顽皮又无辜的表情。

Sure enough, after ten repetitions of putting the coin-bag into the pouch, reaching in, whispering "bag of gold", and taking it out, Professor McGonagall took a step away and began examining some of the other items in the shop, and the shopkeeper turned her head to watch.

果然，把装金币的钱袋放进袋子、伸手进去、小声说「金袋」，再把它取出来，反复做了十遍之后，麦格教授走开了一步，开始查看店里的其他物品；店主也转过头去看她。

Harry dropped the bag of gold into the mokeskin pouch with his left hand; his right hand came out of his pocket tightly holding some of the gold coins, reached into the mokeskin pouch, dropped the loose Galleons, and (with a whisper of "bag of gold") retrieved the original bag. Then the bag went back into his left hand, to be dropped in again, and Harry's right hand went back into his pocket...

哈利用左手把钱袋放进莫克皮袋；他的右手紧紧攥着一把金币，从口袋里伸出来，探进莫克皮袋，放下那些散装金加隆，然后小声说了句「金袋」，取出原来的钱袋。接着钱袋回到他的左手，再次被放进去，而哈利的右手又回到了口袋里……

Professor McGonagall looked back at him once, but Harry managed to avoid freezing or flinching, and she didn't seem to notice anything. Though you never did quite know, with the adults that had a sense of humour. It took three iterations to get the job done, and Harry guessed he'd managed to steal maybe thirty Galleons from himself.

麦格教授回头看了他一眼，但哈利设法没有僵住，也没有发抖，她似乎什么都没察觉。不过，面对那些有幽默感的成年人，你永远没法完全确定。三轮之后，事情办妥了；哈利估计自己大概从自己手里偷了三十个金加隆。

Harry reached up, wiped a bit of sweat from his forehead, and exhaled. "I'd like this one, please."

哈利抬手擦了擦额头上的汗，呼出一口气。「我要这个。」

Fifteen Galleons lighter (twice the price of a wizard's wand, apparently) and one Moke Super Pouch QX31 heavier, Harry and Professor McGonagall pushed their way out of the door. The door formed a hand and waved goodbye to them as they left, extruding its arm in a way that made Harry feel a bit queasy.

少了十五个金加隆——显然，这是巫师魔杖价格的两倍——多了一个 QX31 型莫克超级袋，哈利和麦格教授挤出了店门。门变成一只手，朝他们挥手道别；它伸出手臂的样子让哈利觉得有点反胃。

And then, unfortunately...

然后，不幸的事情发生了……

"Are you really Harry Potter?" whispered the old man, one huge tear sliding down his cheek. "You wouldn't lie about that, would you? Only I'd heard rumours that you didn't really survive the Killing Curse and that's why no one ever heard from you again."

「你真的就是哈利·波特吗？」老人低声问道，一颗巨大的泪珠顺着他的脸颊滑下。「你不会在这种事上撒谎吧？我只是听说，你其实没能从索命咒下活下来，所以后来大家再也没听到你的消息。」

...it seemed that Professor McGonagall's disguise spell was less than perfectly effective against more experienced magical practitioners.

……看来，麦格教授的伪装咒对那些经验更丰富的施法者来说，并不完全有效。

Professor McGonagall had laid a hand on Harry's shoulder and yanked him into the nearest alleyway the moment she'd heard "Harry Potter?" The old man had followed, but at least it looked like no one else had heard.

麦格教授一听见「哈利·波特？」就把手按在哈利肩上，拽着他进了最近的小巷。老人跟了过来，但至少看起来没有其他人听见。

Harry considered the question. Was he really Harry Potter? "I only know what other people have told me," Harry said. "It's not like I remember being born." His hand brushed his forehead. "I've had this scar as long as I remember, and I've been told my name was Harry Potter as long as I remember. But," Harry said thoughtfully, "if there's already sufficient cause to postulate a conspiracy, there's no reason why they wouldn't just find another orphan and raise him to believe that he was Harry Potter -"

哈利认真考虑起这个问题。他真的就是哈利·波特吗？「我只知道别人告诉我的事情，」哈利说，「我又不记得自己出生时的事。」他的手擦过额头。「从我记事起，我就有这道疤；从我记事起，别人就一直告诉我，我叫哈利·波特。不过，」哈利若有所思地说，「既然已经有足够的理由假设存在某个阴谋，那他们当然也可以找来另一个孤儿，把他养大，让他相信自己才是哈利·波特——」

Professor McGonagall drew her hand over her face in exasperation. "You look just about exactly like your father, James, the year he first attended Hogwarts. And I can attest on the basis of personality alone that you are related to the Scourge of Gryffindor."

麦格教授恼怒地用手抹过脸。「你和你父亲詹姆斯在一年级上霍格沃茨时长得几乎一模一样。至于你的性格，我可以仅凭这一点作证：你和那个格兰芬多的祸害有血缘关系。」

"She could be in on it too," Harry observed.

「她也可能参与了这个阴谋，」哈利指出。

"No," quavered the old man. "She's right. You have your mother's eyes."

「不会，」老人颤声说，「她说得对。你的眼睛和你母亲的一模一样。」

"Hmm," Harry frowned. "I suppose you could be in on it too -"

「嗯，」哈利皱起眉头，「我想你也可能参与了——」

"Enough, Mr. Potter."

「够了，波特先生。」

The old man raised up a hand as if to touch Harry, but then let it fall. "I'm just glad that you're alive," he murmured. "Thank you, Harry Potter. Thank you for what you did... I'll leave you alone now."

老人举起一只手，仿佛想摸摸哈利，随后却让手垂了下去。「我只是很高兴你还活着，」他低声说。「谢谢你，哈利·波特。谢谢你做过的那些事……我现在不打扰你了。」

And his cane slowly tapped away, out the alley and down the main street of Diagon Alley.

他的手杖声缓慢地远去，出了小巷，沿着对角巷的主街走远。

The Professor looked around, her expression tense and grim. Harry automatically looked around himself. But the alley seemed empty of all but old leaves, and from the mouth leading out into Diagon Alley, only swiftly striding passersby could be seen.

教授环顾四周，神情紧绷而严肃。哈利也下意识地跟着四下张望。但小巷里似乎除了枯叶什么都没有；从通向对角巷的巷口望出去，只看得到步履匆匆的行人。

Finally Professor McGonagall seemed to relax. "That was not well done," she said in a low voice. "I know you're not used to this, Mr. Potter, but people do care about you. Please be kind to them."

最后，麦格教授似乎放松下来。「刚才那样不妥，」她压低声音说。「我知道你还不习惯这种事，波特先生，可人们确实在乎你。请对他们友善一些。」

Harry looked down at his shoes. "They shouldn't," he said with a tinge of bitterness. "Care about me, I mean."

哈利低头看着自己的鞋。「他们不该在乎，」他说，语气里带着一丝苦涩。「我是说，不该在乎我。」

"You saved them from You-Know-Who," said Professor McGonagall. "How should they not care?"

「是你把他们从那个神秘人手里救了出来，」麦格教授说。「他们怎么可能不在乎？」

Harry looked up at the witch-lady's strict expression beneath her pointed hat, and sighed. "I suppose there's no chance that if I said fundamental attribution error you'd have any idea what that meant."

哈利抬头看着尖顶帽下那位女巫严厉的表情，叹了口气。「我想，就算我说出『基本归因错误』，你也不会知道那是什么意思。」

"No," said the Professor in her precise Scottish accent, "but please explain, Mr. Potter, if you would be so kind."

「不知道，」教授用她精确的苏格兰口音说，「不过，如果你愿意的话，请解释一下，波特先生。」

"Well..." Harry said, trying to figure out how to describe that particular bit of Muggle science. "Suppose you come into work and see your colleague kicking his desk. You think, 'what an angry person he must be'. Your colleague is thinking about how someone bumped him into a wall on the way to work and then shouted at him. Anyone would be angry at that, he thinks. When we look at others we see personality traits that explain their behaviour, but when we look at ourselves we see circumstances that explain our behaviour. People's stories make internal sense to them, from the inside, but we don't see people's histories trailing behind them in the air. We only see them in one situation, and we don't see what they would be like in a different situation. So the fundamental attribution error is that we explain by permanent, enduring traits what would be better explained by circumstance and context." There were some elegant experiments which confirmed this, but Harry wasn't about to go into them.

「嗯……」哈利努力想办法描述那一点麻瓜科学。「假设你去上班，看见同事正在踢他的桌子。你会想：『他一定是个多么暴躁的人。』而你的同事正在想：上班路上有人把他撞到墙上，还对他大喊大叫；换成任何人遇到这种事都会生气。在我们观察别人时，会用性格特征来解释他们的行为；观察自己时，却会看见解释自己行为的处境。每个人自己的故事，从当事人的角度看都说得通，可我们看不见别人身后拖着的全部经历。我们只在一个情境里看见他们，也不知道他们换到另一个情境会是什么样。所以，基本归因错误就是：我们用持久不变的特质，去解释那些其实更适合用环境和处境来解释的行为。」有几个设计得很漂亮的实验验证过这一点，但哈利没打算展开讲。

The witch's eyebrows drew up beneath her hat's brim. "I think I understand..." Professor McGonagall said slowly. "But what does that have to do with you?"

女巫在帽檐下扬起眉毛。「我想我明白了……」麦格教授慢慢说道，「可是这和你有什么关系？」

Harry kicked the brick wall of the alley hard enough to make his foot hurt. "People think that I saved them from You-Know-Who because I'm some kind of great warrior of the Light."

哈利狠狠踢了一脚小巷的砖墙，力道大到自己的脚都疼了。「人们认为我把他们从那个神秘人手里救出来，是因为我是某种伟大的光明战士。」

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord..." murmured the witch, a strange irony leavening her voice.

「那个拥有击败黑魔王之力的人……」女巫喃喃道，声音里带着奇异的讽刺意味。

"Yes," Harry said, annoyance and frustration warring in him, "like I destroyed the Dark Lord because I have some kind of permanent, enduring destroy-the-Dark-Lord trait. I was fifteen months old at the time! I don't know what happened, but I would suppose it had something to do with, as the saying goes, contingent environmental circumstances. And certainly nothing to do with my personality. People don't care about me, they aren't even paying attention to me, they want to shake hands with a bad explanation." Harry paused, and looked at McGonagall. "Do you know what really happened?"

「对，」哈利说，恼怒和挫败感在他心里交战，「就好像我摧毁黑魔王，是因为我有某种持久不变的『摧毁黑魔王』特质。我当时才十五个月大！我不知道发生了什么，但我猜，就像俗话说的，那应该和偶然的环境因素有关。肯定和我的性格无关。人们在乎的不是我，他们甚至没有在注意我；他们想握手的，是一个糟糕的解释。」哈利停了一下，看向麦格教授。「你知道当时真正发生了什么吗？」

"I have formed an idea..." said Professor McGonagall. "After meeting you, that is."

「我确实形成了一个想法……」麦格教授说。「是在见到你之后。」

"Yes?"

「什么想法？」

"You triumphed over the Dark Lord by being more awful than he was, and survived the Killing Curse by being more terrible than Death."

「你之所以战胜黑魔王，是因为你比他更可怕；你之所以从索命咒下活下来，是因为你比死亡本身还要恐怖。」

"Ha. Ha. Ha." Harry kicked the wall again.

「哈。哈。哈。」哈利又踢了一脚墙。

Professor McGonagall chuckled. "Let's get you to Madam Malkin's next. I fear your Muggle clothing may be attracting attention."

麦格教授笑了起来。「接下来带你去摩金夫人的长袍店吧。我担心你身上的麻瓜衣服太惹人注目。」

They ran into two more well-wishers along the way.

他们一路上又遇到了两个前来向哈利表达善意的人。

Madam Malkin's Robes had a genuinely boring shopfront, red ordinary brick, and glass windows showing plain black robes within. Not robes that shone or changed or spun, or radiated strange rays that seemed to go right through your shirt and tickle you. Just plain black robes, that was all you could see through the window. The door was propped wide open, as if to advertise that there were no secrets here and nothing to hide.

摩金夫人的长袍店门面确实无聊：普通的红砖墙，玻璃窗里陈列着朴素的黑色长袍。那些长袍不会发光、变化或旋转，也不会放出奇怪的光线，仿佛能一直穿过你的衬衫，挠得你发痒。透过窗户，你能看到的只有普通的黑色长袍。店门大敞着，像是在宣告这里没有秘密，也没有什么需要隐藏。

"I'm going to go off for a few minutes while you get fitted for your robes," said Professor McGonagall. "Will you be all right with that, Mr. Potter?"

「你试长袍的时候，我要离开几分钟，」麦格教授说。「你一个人可以吗，波特先生？」

Harry nodded. He hated clothes shopping with a fiery passion and couldn't blame the older witch for feeling the same way.

哈利点点头。他以燃烧般的热情痛恨买衣服，也完全理解那位年长女巫为什么有同样的感觉。

Professor McGonagall's wand came out of her sleeve, tapped Harry's head lightly. "And as you'll need to be clear to Madam Malkin's senses, I am removing the Obfuscation."

麦格教授从袖中抽出魔杖，轻轻敲了敲哈利的头。「为了让摩金夫人能清楚地感知到你，我现在要解除混淆术。」

"Uh..." Harry said. That did worry him a little; he still wasn't used to the 'Harry Potter' thing.

「呃……」哈利说。这确实让他有点担心；他还没习惯「哈利·波特」这个身份。

"I went to Hogwarts with Madam Malkin," McGonagall said. "Even then, she was one of the most composed people I knew. She wouldn't turn a hair if You-Know-Who himself walked into her shop." McGonagall's voice was reminiscent, and very approving. "Madam Malkin won't bother you, and she won't let anyone else bother you."

「我和摩金夫人一起上过霍格沃茨，」麦格说。「那时候，她也是我认识的人里最镇定的几个之一。就算那个神秘人本人走进她的店，她也不会大惊小怪。」麦格教授的声音里流露出怀念，也充满赞许。「摩金夫人不会打扰你，也不会让别人打扰你。」

"Where are you going?" Harry inquired. "Just in case, you know, something does happen."

「你要去哪儿？」哈利问。「只是以防万一，万一真的发生了什么事。」

McGonagall gave Harry a hard look. "I am going there," she said, pointing at a building across the street which showed the sign of a wooden keg, "and buying a drink, which I desperately need. You are to get fitted for your robes, nothing else. I will come back to check up on you shortly, and I expect to find Madam Malkin's shop still standing and not in any way on fire."

麦格教授狠狠瞪了哈利一眼。「我去那里，」她说着，指向街对面一栋挂着木桶招牌的建筑，「买杯酒，我现在非常需要它。你只许试长袍，别的什么都不许做。我很快就会回来查看你；我希望看到的摩金夫人店铺还好端端地站着，没有以任何方式着火。」

Madam Malkin was a bustling old woman who didn't say a word about Harry when she saw the scar on his forehead, and she shot a sharp look at an assistant when that girl seemed about to say something. Madam Malkin got out a set of animated, writhing bits of cloth that seemed to serve as tape measures and set to work examining the medium of her art.

摩金夫人是个忙忙碌碌的老太太。她看到哈利额头上的伤疤时，关于哈利什么也没说；一个助手女孩似乎想开口，她便朝那女孩狠狠瞥了一眼。摩金夫人拿出一套会扭动的布条，权当软尺，开始给这门手艺的作品量尺寸。

Next to Harry, a pale young boy with a pointed face and awesomecool blonde-white hair seemed to be going through the final stages of a similar process. One of Malkin's two assistants was examining the white-haired boy and the chequerboard-gridded robe he was wearing; occasionally she would tap a corner of the robe with her wand, and the robe would loosen or tighten.

哈利旁边有个脸色苍白、面容尖削的男孩，正处在类似流程的最后阶段。他长着一头酷得离谱的金白色头发。摩金夫人的两个助手之一正在检查这个白发男孩和他身上的棋盘格长袍；她偶尔会用魔杖点一下长袍的某个角，长袍就会放松或收紧。

"Hello," said the boy. "Hogwarts, too?"

「你好，」男孩说。「你也要去霍格沃茨上学吗？」

Harry could predict where this conversation was about to go, and he decided in a split second of frustration that enough was enough.

哈利可以预见这段对话要往哪里发展；挫败感在一瞬间冲到顶点，他决定够了。

"Good heavens," whispered Harry, "it couldn't be." He let his eyes widen. "Your... name, sir?"

「天哪，」哈利低声说，「不可能吧。」他让自己的眼睛睁大。「请问……您叫什么名字？」

"Draco Malfoy," said Draco Malfoy, looking slightly puzzled.

「德拉科·马尔福，」德拉科·马尔福说，看上去有些困惑。

"It is you! Draco Malfoy. I - I never thought I'd be so honoured, sir." Harry wished he could make tears come out of his eyes. The others usually started crying at around this point.

「真的是您！德拉科·马尔福。我——我从没想过自己能有这样的荣幸，先生。」哈利希望自己能让眼泪流出来。通常别人到这一步已经开始哭了。

"Oh," said Draco, sounding a little confused. Then his lips stretched in a smug smile. "It's good to meet someone who knows his place."

「哦，」德拉科说，听上去有些困惑。随后他的嘴唇拉成得意的笑容。「很高兴遇到一个知道自己身份的人。」

One of the assistants, the one who'd seemed to recognise Harry, made a muffled choking sound.

其中一个助手，就是之前似乎认出哈利的那个，发出一声被憋住的呛咳。

Harry burbled on. "I'm delighted to meet you, Mr. Malfoy. Just unutterably delighted. And to be attending Hogwarts in your very year! It makes my heart swoon."

哈利继续滔滔不绝：「见到您我真是太高兴了，马尔福先生。简直高兴得无法形容。而且还能和您同一年进入霍格沃茨！我的心都要醉了。」

Oops. That last part might have sounded a little odd, like he was flirting with Draco or something.

糟糕。最后那句话听起来可能有点奇怪，仿佛他在和德拉科调情之类的。

"And I am pleased to learn that I shall be treated with the respect due to the family of Malfoy," the other boy lobbed back, accompanied by a smile such as the highest of kings might bestow upon the least of his subjects, if that subject were honest, though poor.

「而我很高兴得知，自己会得到马尔福家族应有的尊重，」另一个男孩回敬道，脸上带着一种至高无上的国王赐给最卑微臣民的笑容——前提是那个臣民既诚实又贫穷。

Eh... Damn, Harry was having trouble thinking up his next line. Well, everyone did want to shake the hand of Harry Potter, so - "When my clothes are fitted, sir, might you deign to shake my hand? I should wish nothing more to put the capper upon this day, nay, this month, indeed, my whole lifetime."

呃……该死，哈利一时想不出下一句。好吧，所有人确实都想和哈利·波特握手，所以——「等我试完长袍后，先生，您是否愿意屈尊和我握手？这会给今天，不，是这个月，甚至我的一生，都添上最圆满的一笔。」

The white-blonde-haired boy glared in return. "And what have you done for the Malfoys that entitles you to such a favour?"

那个金白发男孩瞪了回来。「你为马尔福家做过什么，凭什么配得上这样的恩赐？」

Oh, I am so totally trying this routine on the next person who wants to shake my hand. Harry bowed his head. "No, no, sir, I understand. I'm sorry for asking. I should be honoured to clean your boots, rather."

哦，下一个想和我握手的人，我一定要在他身上试试这套说辞。哈利低下头。「不，不，先生，我明白。很抱歉提出这样的请求。其实，如果能替您擦鞋，我就已经感到无比荣幸了。」

"Indeed," snapped the other boy. His stern face lightened somewhat. "Tell me, what House do you think you might be sorted into? I'm bound for Slytherin House, of course, like my father Lucius before me. And for you, I'd guess House Hufflepuff, or possibly House Elf."

「确实如此，」另一个男孩厉声说。他严厉的脸色缓和了几分。「告诉我，你觉得自己会被分到哪个学院？我当然注定要进斯莱特林，和我父亲卢修斯一样。至于你，我猜是赫奇帕奇，或者家养小精灵学院。」

Harry grinned sheepishly. "Professor McGonagall says that I'm the most Ravenclaw person she's ever seen or heard tell of in legend, so much so that Rowena herself would tell me to get out more, whatever that means, and that I'll undoubtedly end up in Ravenclaw House if the hat isn't screaming too loudly for the rest of us to make out any words, end quote."

哈利不好意思地咧嘴一笑。「麦格教授说，在她见过或听说过的人里，我是最像拉文克劳的一个；拉文克劳本人见了我，大概都会叫我多出门走走，不管那是什么意思。她还说，只要分院帽没有叫得太大声，让我们其他人完全听不清内容，我肯定会进拉文克劳学院。引用完毕。」

"Wow," said Draco Malfoy, sounding slightly impressed. The boy gave a sort of wistful sigh. "Your flattery was great, or I thought so, anyway - you'd do well in Slytherin House, too. Usually it's only my father who gets that sort of grovelling. I'm hoping the other Slytherins will suck up to me now I'm at Hogwarts... I guess this is a good sign, then."

「哇，」德拉科·马尔福说，听起来有点佩服。男孩惆怅地叹了口气。「这马屁拍得漂亮，至少我是这么觉得的——你进斯莱特林也会过得很好。通常只有我父亲才会得到这种程度的卑躬屈膝。我希望我到了霍格沃茨之后，其他斯莱特林也会这样讨好我……看来这算是个好兆头。」

Harry coughed. "Actually, sorry, I've got no idea who you are really."

哈利咳了一声。「其实，不好意思，我根本不知道你究竟是谁。」

"Oh come on! " the boy said with fierce disappointment. "Why'd you go and do that, then?" Draco's eyes widened with sudden suspicion. "And how do you not know about the Malfoys? And what are those clothes you're wearing? Are your parents Muggles? "

「拜托！」男孩失望得近乎生气。「那你刚才为什么要那么做？」德拉科的眼睛因突然升起的怀疑而睁大。「你怎么可能不知道马尔福家？还有，你穿的是什么衣服？你的父母是麻瓜吗？」

"Two of my parents are dead," Harry said. His heart twinged. When he put it that way - "My other two parents are Muggles, and they're the ones that raised me."

「我的父母中有两个已经去世了，」哈利说。他的心抽痛了一下。这样说出来的时候——「我另外两位父母是麻瓜，是他们把我养大的。」

"What? " said Draco. "Who are you?"

「什么？」德拉科说。「你是谁？」

"Harry Potter, pleased to meet you."

「哈利·波特，很高兴认识你。」

"Harry Potter? " gasped Draco. "The Harry -" and the boy cut off abruptly.

「哈利·波特？」德拉科倒吸一口凉气。「那个哈利——」男孩突然截住了话。

There was a brief silence.

短暂的沉默。

Then, with bright enthusiasm, "Harry Potter? The Harry Potter? Gosh, I've always wanted to meet you!"

接着，他满怀热情地说：「哈利·波特？那个哈利·波特？天哪，我一直都想见你！」

Draco's attendant emitted a sound like she was strangling but kept on with her work, lifting Draco's arms to carefully remove the chequered robe.

德拉科身边的女助手发出一声仿佛正在被人掐住喉咙的声音，却仍然继续手上的工作，抬起德拉科的手臂，小心地帮他脱下棋盘格长袍。

"Shut up," Harry suggested.

「闭嘴，」哈利建议道。

"Can I have your autograph? No, wait, I want a picture with you first!"

「我能要你的签名吗？不，等等，我想先和你合张影！」

"Shut_up_shut_up_shut_up._"

「闭_嘴_闭_嘴_闭_嘴_。」

"I'm just so delighted to meet you!"

「见到你我真是太高兴了！」

"Burst into flames and die."

「去烧成灰然后死掉。」

"But you're Harry Potter, the glorious saviour of the wizarding world! Everyone's hero, Harry Potter! I've always wanted to be just like you when I grow up so I can -"

「可你是哈利·波特，魔法界伟大的救世主！所有人的英雄，哈利·波特！我一直想长大后变得和你一样，这样我就能——」

Draco cut off the words in mid-sentence, his face freezing in absolute horror.

德拉科的话说到一半便被截断，脸上的表情凝固成绝对的恐惧。

Tall, white-haired, coldly elegant in black robes of the finest quality. One hand gripping a silver-handled cane which took on the character of a deadly weapon just by being in that hand. His eyes regarded the room with the dispassionate quality of an executioner, a man to whom killing was not painful, or even deliciously forbidden, but just a routine activity like breathing.

一个高个子、白头发的男人，穿着品质顶尖的黑袍，显得冷峻而优雅。一只手握着银柄手杖；那根手杖只因为握在这只手里，就带上了致命武器的气质。他用刽子手般冷漠的目光审视着房间：杀人对他而言既不痛苦，也不是一种令人陶醉的禁忌，只是像呼吸一样平常的活动。

That was the man who had, just that moment, strolled in through the open door.

就在这一刻，这个男人从敞开的店门走了进来。

"Draco," said the man, low and very angry, "what are you saying? "

「德拉科，」男人低沉而愤怒地说，「你在说什么？」

In one split second of sympathetic panic, Harry formulated a rescue plan.

哈利也替德拉科慌了起来，刹那间便想出了一个解围计划。

"Lucius Malfoy!" gasped Harry Potter. "The Lucius Malfoy?"

「卢修斯·马尔福！」哈利·波特倒吸一口凉气。「那个卢修斯·马尔福？」

One of Malkin's assistants had to turn away and face the wall.

摩金夫人的一个助手不得不转过身去面对墙壁。

Coolly murderous eyes regarded him. "Harry Potter."

一双冷冷的、杀气腾腾的眼睛看向他。「哈利·波特。」

"I am so, so honoured to meet you!"

「能见到您，我真是太、太荣幸了！」

The dark eyes widened, shocked surprise replacing deadly threat.

那双黑眼睛睁大了，惊愕取代了致命的威胁。

"Your son has been telling me all about you," Harry gushed on, hardly even knowing what was coming out of his mouth but just talking as fast as possible. "But of course I knew about you all before then, everyone knows about you, the great Lucius Malfoy! The most honoured laureate of all the House of Slytherin, I've been thinking about trying to get into Slytherin House myself just because I heard you were in it as a child -"

「您的儿子把关于您的一切都告诉我了，」哈利继续滔滔不绝，几乎不知道自己嘴里冒出来的是什么，只是尽可能快地说个不停。「当然，在那之前我就听说过您和您的家族；大名鼎鼎的卢修斯·马尔福，谁不知道呢！斯莱特林最受尊敬的名人，我甚至想过自己也要进斯莱特林，只因为听说您小时候进过那里——」

"What are you saying, Mr. Potter? " came a near-scream from outside the shop, and Professor McGonagall burst in a second later.

「波特先生，你到底在说什么？」店外传来近乎尖叫的声音；下一秒，麦格教授冲进了店里。

There was such pure horror on her face that Harry's mouth opened automatically, and then blocked on nothing-to-say.

她脸上的恐惧纯粹得惊人，哈利的嘴不由自主地张开，却一句话也说不出来。

"Professor McGonagall!" cried Draco. "Is it really you? I've heard so much about you from my father, I've been thinking of trying to get Sorted into Gryffindor so I can -"

「麦格教授！」德拉科叫道。「真的是您吗？我父亲跟我说过许多关于您的事。我一直想进格兰芬多，这样我就能——」

"What? " bellowed Lucius Malfoy and Professor McGonagall in perfect unison, standing side-by-side. Their heads swivelled to look at each other in duplicate motions, and then the two recoiled from one another as though performing a synchronised dance.

「什么？」卢修斯·马尔福和麦格教授异口同声地吼道。他们并肩站着，脑袋以完全相同的动作转向彼此，随后又像在表演同步舞蹈一样同时向后退开。

There was a sudden flurry of action as Lucius seized Draco and dragged him out of the shop.

一阵突然的混乱中，卢修斯抓住德拉科，把他拖出了店门。

And then there was silence.

然后，店里一片寂静。

In Professor McGonagall's left hand lay a small drinking-glass, tilted over to one side in the forgotten rush, now slowly dripping drops of alcohol into the tiny puddle of red wine that had appeared on the floor.

麦格教授的左手里还握着一只小酒杯。刚才匆忙之中它被遗忘了，杯子向一侧倾斜着，酒精正慢慢滴进地板上不知何时出现的一小滩红酒里。

Professor McGonagall strode forward into the shop until she was opposite Madam Malkin.

麦格教授大步走进店内，直到站到摩金夫人面前。

"Madam Malkin," said Professor McGonagall, her voice calm. "What has been happening here?"

「摩金夫人，」麦格教授平静地说，「刚才这里发生了什么？」

Madam Malkin looked back silently for four seconds, and then cracked up. She fell against the wall, wheezing out laughter, and that set off both of her assistants, one of whom fell to her hands and knees on the floor, giggling hysterically.

摩金夫人默默回望了她四秒，随后突然笑出了声。她靠到墙上，喘着气笑个不停；这又带动了两个助手，其中一个甚至跪倒在地，歇斯底里地咯咯笑起来。

Professor McGonagall slowly turned to look at Harry, her expression chilly. "I leave you alone for six minutes. Six minutes, Mr. Potter, by the very clock."

麦格教授缓缓转头看向哈利，神情冷若冰霜。「我只离开了六分钟。六分钟，波特先生，我可是看着钟的。」

"I was only joking around," Harry protested, as the sounds of hysterical laughter went on nearby.

「我只是开个玩笑，」哈利辩解道；旁边歇斯底里的笑声还在继续。

"Draco Malfoy said in front of his father that he wanted to be sorted into Gryffindor! Joking around isn't enough to do that!" Professor McGonagall paused, visibly taking breaths. "What part of 'get fitted for robes' sounded to you like please cast a Confundus Charm on the entire universe! "

「德拉科·马尔福当着他父亲的面说想进格兰芬多！」麦格教授停下来，明显在努力呼吸。「光是开玩笑，根本不至于把事情弄成这样！『量长袍』这句话里，哪一个字让你听成了『请对整个宇宙施放混淆咒』？」

"He was in a situational context where those actions made internal sense -"

「他当时处在那样的情境里，那些行为对他自己来说是说得通的——」

"No. Don't explain. I don't want to know what happened in here, ever. Whatever dark power inhabits you, it is contagious, and I don't want to end up like poor Draco Malfoy, poor Madam Malkin and her two poor assistants."

「不。别解释。我永远都不想知道这里发生过什么。无论寄居在你身上的黑暗力量是什么，它都具有传染性；我不想落得可怜的德拉科·马尔福、可怜的摩金夫人和她那两个可怜助手的下场。」

Harry sighed. It was clear that Professor McGonagall wasn't in a mood to listen to reasonable explanations. He looked at Madam Malkin, who was still wheezing against the wall, and Malkin's two assistants, who had now both fallen to their knees, and finally down at his own tape-measure-draped body.

哈利叹了口气。很明显，麦格教授现在没心情听什么合理解释。他看向还靠在墙边喘笑的摩金夫人，又看了看已经双双跪在地上的两个助手，最后低头看看自己这个挂满软尺的人。

"I'm not quite done being fitted for clothes," Harry said kindly. "Why don't you go back and have another drink?"

「我这边长袍还没量好，」哈利和气地说。「你为什么不回去再喝一杯？」