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Nearly Headless Nick now drifted toward them through the crowd.
差點沒頭的尼克從人群中飄然而至。
“Enjoying yourselves?”
“玩得高興嗎？”
“Oh, yes,” they lied.
“哦，高興。”他們?nèi)鲋e說。
“Not a bad turnout,” said Nearly Headless Nick proudly.
“人數(shù)還令人滿意，”差點沒頭的尼克驕傲地說，
“The Wailing Widow came all the way up from Kent. . . .
“哭喊的寡婦大老遠地從肯特郡趕來……
It's nearly time for my speech, I'd better go and warn the orchestra. . . .”
我講話的時間快要到了，我最好去跟樂隊提個醒兒……”
The orchestra, however, stopped playing at that very moment.
沒想到，就在這時候，樂隊突然停止了演奏。
They, and everyone else in the dungeon, fell silent, looking around in excitement, as a hunting horn sounded.
他們和地下教室里的每個人都沉默下來，興奮地環(huán)顧四周，一只獵號吹響了。
“Oh, here we go,” said Nearly Headless Nick bitterly.
“哦，糟了。”差點沒頭的尼克痛苦地說。
Through the dungeon wall burst a dozen ghost horses, each ridden by a headless horseman.
從地下教室的墻壁突然奔出十二匹鬼馬，每匹馬上面都有一個無頭的騎手。
The assembly clapped wildly; Harry started to clap, too, but stopped quickly at the sight of Nick's face.
全體參加晚會的人熱烈鼓掌；哈利也拍起了巴掌，但一看到尼克的臉色，他就趕緊停住了。
The horses galloped into the middle of the dance floor and halted, rearing and plunging.
十二匹鬼馬跑到舞場中央，猛地站住了，先用后腿直立起來，又踢起后蹄沖躥。
At the front of the pack was a large ghost who held his bearded head under his arm, from which position he was blowing the horn.
最前面的馬上是一個大塊頭的鬼，長著絡(luò)腮胡的腦袋夾在胳膊底下，吹著號角。
