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粗体字打不出来正是可惜。。。

第35章1997.8.21

1997年8月21日

送回猫头鹰给寄件者。收件人，阿不思.珀西瓦尔.伍尔弗里克.布赖恩.邓布利多，已故。

致以哀悼。

魔法部猫头鹰办公室

作者有话要说：

Returnowltosender.Recipient,AlbusPercivalWulfricBrianDumbledore,deceased.

第36章终

SeekersFear和HallowingLions，可惜翻不出来了。

1945年，邓布利多因打败黑巫师格林德沃而闻名于世。这就是开始。以下是上文提及的番外一，我将不再翻译（英语不好的亲憋打我）

Twomilesoutofthevillageinmidsummer,Godric“sHollowishotandgreenandgoldeninthelateevening,withgnatsbuzzingharmlessintheshadowsandthesettingsunpouringstrangecolorsthroughtheleaves.Theboyswalkalmostinlockstep,almosthandinhand,robestuggedopenroundtheirthroats--andthere“sabruiseinthehollowofAlbus“neck,hiddenbylonghairglowingluridinthelatelight.

"Areyou,"heasksquietly,"afraidofDeath"

"Notparticularly,"saysGellert,flippant.He“ssquintingintothesettingsun,allgolden."Idon“tseethepoint."

"ItwassomethinginoneoftheoldpoemsIwasreadingthismorning--thatthosewhoseektheHallowsdosooutofafearofDeathandshouldbepitied."

"Ahh,Iseewhereyourpointlies.But...no,notparticularly.Notmorethanisnaturalforalivingthing.Awallloomstocutoffmyexistence,surely,thesunalwayssets.Yes,thethoughtofendingwithmyworkundoneisaggravating--butdoIfearwhatispartoftheveryfabricofrealityPointlessstruggling,that."

"Therearethosewhosayitismorelikearaggedveil,tantalizinglythin,drawnacross."Albus“voiceiscalmandalittlecold;therehas,afterall,beenmoredeathinhispastthaninGellert“s.

"Afinemetaphor,butsuchrarelyaltermysentiments."Gellertflashesaverysharpgrin."TheinherentlogicwouldseemtobethatthosewhowishtomasterDeathdosobecausetheyareafraidofitandwhatitcandotothemselvesortheirown,yesAndthatthosewhodonotoverlyfearitwouldleavewellenoughalone"

"Thatwouldseemtobethecase,yes."

"Hmm."

Theywalkon.GellertkicksstoneswithhispointedGermanshoes;Albusischewingonabladeofgrass.Thesunisblood-redbetweenthehills.

"But,"Gellertsaysafteralongwhile,andtoucheshisfriend“selbow,haltinghisstepanddrawinghimclose."But,Albus--"andhegrabsathickhandfulofAlbus“hair,nowarning,andtugs,sendinghimstumblingtohiskneesinthedirt.Gellert□□iles,murmurs,"Idon“tneedtobeafraidofsomethinginordertomasterit."

There“snaked,tendershockonAlbus“face,breakingthroughhisusualreserve,andthegrassslipsunheededfromhislips.Gellertstrokeshischeek,gently,evenasheholdshisheadtightbythehair,andslowlyslipsoffhisglassesandwatcheshiseyesunfocus--half-blindedwithoutthem,andwiththenarrowmusclesofhisthroatbareandstraining.

"I“mnotparticularlyafraidofyou,either,"hewhispers,standingcloser,untilAlbusisplasteredupagainsthislegs,facetohisgroin."Butwhataboutyou,fellow-seekerDoyoufearDeath"

"Asthemothfearstheflame,"Albusbreathes.