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If this is dying, thought Harry, it's not so bad.
哈利心想，如果他正在死去，倒不算特別難受。
Even the pain was leaving him...
就連疼痛的感覺也慢慢減輕了……
But was this dying? Instead of going black, the Chamber seemed to be coming back into focus.
可是，這難道真是死亡嗎？密室不僅沒有變得一片漆黑，反而漸漸清晰起來。
Harry gave his head a little shake and there was Fawkes, still resting his head on Harry's arm.
哈利輕輕搖了搖頭，他看見了福克斯，大鳥仍然把腦袋靠在他的胳膊上。
A pearly patch of tears was shining all around the wound – except that there was no wound.
他的傷口周圍閃爍著一片珍珠般的淚水——咦，奇怪，傷口怎么不見了？
'Get away, bird,' said Riddle's voice suddenly. 'Get away from him. I said, get away!'
“滾開，你這只破鳥，”里德爾的聲音突然說道，“快從他身上滾開。聽見沒有，滾開！”
Harry raised his head. Riddle was pointing Harry's wand at Fawkes;
哈利抬起頭，里德爾正用哈利的魔杖指著福克斯。
there was a bang like a gun and Fawkes took flight again in a whirl of gold and scarlet.
嘭的一聲巨響，像打槍一樣，福克斯飛了起來，如同一股金色和紅色組成的旋風(fēng)。
'Phoenix tears... ' said Riddle quietly, staring at Harry's arm.
“鳳凰的眼淚……”里德爾小聲地說，眼睛盯著哈利的胳膊，
'Of course... healing powers... I forgot... ' He looked into Harry's face.
“當(dāng)然……有療傷的作用……我忘記了……”他注視著哈利的臉。
'But it makes no difference.
“不過沒有關(guān)系。
In fact, I prefer it this way.
實(shí)際上，我認(rèn)為這樣更好。
Just you and me, Harry Potter... you and me...' He raised the wand.
只有你和我，哈利·波特……你和我……”他舉起魔杖。
Then, in a rush of wings, Fawkes soared back overhead and something fell into Harry's lap – the diary.
就在這時(shí)，福克斯迅速地?fù)渖戎岚颍衷谒麄冾^頂上盤旋了，隨即，一樣?xùn)|西落在哈利的膝蓋上——那本日記。
For a split second, both Harry and Riddle, wand still raised, stared at it.
在那生死關(guān)頭的一剎那，哈利，以及仍然舉著魔杖的里德爾，眼睛都盯住了它。
