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The tiny golden ball was held tight in his fist, beating its wings hopelessly against his fingers.
他緊握那只金色小球，那小球無望地在他手指縫里拍動著雙翼。
Then Wood was speeding towards him, half-blinded by tears; he seized Harry around the neck and sobbed unrestrainedly into his shoulder.
然后伍德向他疾駛過來，淚水讓他幾乎看不見東西了，他抓住哈利的脖子，伏在他肩上肆無忌憚地抽泣起來。
Harry felt two large thumps as Fred and George hit them; then Angelina, Alicia and Katie's voices, 'We've won the Cup! We've won the Cup!'
弗雷德和喬治撞上哈利，哈利覺得有兩大塊東西直壓過來。然后是安吉利娜、艾麗婭和凱蒂的聲音：“我們贏得獎杯了！我們贏得獎杯了！”
Tangled together in a many-armed hug, the Gryffindor team sank, yelling hoarsely, back to earth.
格蘭芬多隊員相互摟抱在一起下降，叫得嗓子都啞了，就這樣回到了地面。
Wave upon wave of crimson supporters was pouring over the barriers onto the pitch. Hands were raining down on their backs.
支持他們的猩紅色人群一浪又一浪地沖過攔板來到球場。無數只手雨點一樣落在他們背上。
Harry had a confused impression of noise and bodies pressing in on him.
哈利覺得噪音和人的軀體紛至沓來地包圍了他。
Then he, and the rest of the team, were hoisted onto the shoulders of the crowd.
然后他和球隊其他成員被人群舉到了肩頭上。
Thrust into the light, he saw Hagrid, plastered with crimson rosettes —
他看到海格揮舞著猩紅色的花環——
'Yeh beat 'em, Harry, yeh beat 'em! Wait till I tell Buckbeak!'
“你打敗他們了，哈利，你打敗他們了！等著，我要告訴巴克比克的！”
There was Percy, jumping up and down like a maniac, all dignity forgotten.
珀西也在那里，跳上跳下像瘋子一樣，所有的尊嚴都忘記了。
Professor McGonagall was sobbing harder even than Wood, wiping her eyes with an enormous Gryffindor flag;
麥格教授比伍德哭得還厲害，用一面巨大的格蘭芬多旗幟擦著眼淚。
and there, fighting their way towards Harry, were Ron and Hermione. Words failed them. They simply beamed,
拼命往他面前擠的是羅恩和赫敏，他們激動得說不出話來，只是滿臉笑容。
as Harry was borne towards the stands, where Dumbledore stood waiting with the enormous Quidditch Cup.
這時哈利向看臺走去，鄧布利多站在那里等待著，手里是那個巨大的魁地奇獎杯。
If only there had been a Dementor around ... As a sobbing Wood passed Harry the Cup,
要是剛才有攝魂怪的話……哈利接過伍德抽泣著遞給他的獎杯，
as he lifted it into the air, Harry felt he could have produced the world's best Patronus.
把獎杯高高舉起，覺得自己仿佛能夠發出世界上最棒的守護神。
