《【HP/FB 双语】GGAD通信集——三十五只猫头鹰》玖泩

19、第十八只猫头鹰

　　December 5th, 1957

　　Gellert,

　　盖勒特，

　　You've hit more than one nail on the head, I'm afraid. Hammered them in, even. There is so much that I fear, in the end. And--and I do not know what. The more I think on it all, on our history—decades of it by now, startlingly enough—the more I cannot untangle myself.

　　我恐怕这远远超过一针见血的范畴了，你这简直是在把血淋淋的现实剖开给我看。说到底，令我害怕的东西太多了。而且——我弄不清这到底是为什么。这些关于我们的过去，这似乎遥不可及的几十年。似乎只要我越去思考，便会愈发地难以解脱。

　　I first made my Pensieve, you realize, to sort through every memory I had of our time together. To look, with an objective eye, as best as I could, at who you were, what you were doing, how you were acting. To see if I should have been able to predict your actions, if I was as short-sighted and blinded to your darkness as everybody around me thought I was. So, yes, what you seek is there, well-preserved. "Yes," I said, "she might drop dead at the sight. Though of us or the blood magic, I'm not sure." I then went on with that ultimately doomed theory of mine about Transfiguration-based amplification of the latter.

　　如你所知，我第一次制作冥想盆，是想要去整理那些有关于我们的回忆。是为了尽可能客观地看待，你是怎样的人，又是怎样做了这些事。是为了弄清我是否预料到过你之后的所作所为，为了弄清我是否沦为了别人口中目光短浅，又对你的暗面视若无睹的人。所以，是的，你要找的那行诗就在这里，它被完好的保存着——“我同意，”那时我说，“她看到这一切一定会被吓个半死，但我不确定那是因为我们还是血咒。”然后，我便研究起了我那注定要失败的，基于变形术来改进血咒的理论。

　　I am sorry for the delay. It was a little thing, and fair to ask. But—no, I am still inexcusably tangled.

　　很抱歉回信得有些晚了。我有些小事需要处理，但你可以过问，就当是扯平了。只不过——我还是那样不可救药地乱成一团。

　　I must go, I am afraid.

　　恐怕我得即刻动身了。　　

作者有话说

　　我现在真是汉尼拔看多了，感觉每次读信的时候是邓教就喜欢在脑子里模拟裘德洛的声音，是格皇就喜欢模拟麦子的声线，我自己念英语的腔调也变得有点像贝姐……（扶额