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《哈利·波特与魔法石》（英国版《Harry Potter and the Philosopher"s Stone》，美国版《Harry Potter and the Sorcerer"s Stone》），是英国女作家J.K.罗琳创作的长篇小说，《哈利·波特》系列小说的第一部。
该书讲述了自幼父母双亡的孤儿哈利·波特收到魔法学校霍格沃茨的邀请，前去学习魔法，之后遭遇的一系列历险。
该小说情节跌宕起伏，语言风趣幽默，主题反映了现实和人性，发人深省。
在《哈利·波特与魔法石》中，一岁的哈利·波特失去了父母后，便来到了姨妈家，过着极其痛苦的日子。一直到十一岁生日那天，哈利一生的命运才发生了变化，他收到了一封神秘的信，被邀请去一个童话般的地方一一霍格沃茨魔法学校。哈利发现这里到处充满着魔力，他既找到了朋友，又学会了魔法和骑着飞天扫帚打魁地奇，还得到了一件隐形衣，他在这里生活得很愉快。但一块魔法石出现了，它将关系到世界的现在和未来。哈利在好朋友罗恩和赫敏的帮助下，突破了重重困难，保护了魔法石，终于拯救了世界。
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer"s Stone
（ 哈利·波特与魔法石 ）
Chapter 1 The Boy Who Lived
Chapter 2 The Vanishing Glass
Chapter 3 The Letters from No One
Chapter 4 The Keeper of the Keys
Chapter 5 Diagon Alley
Chapter 6 The Journey from Platform Nine and Three-Quarters
Chapter 7 The Sorting Hat
Chapter 8 The Potions Master
Chapter 9 The Midnight Dual
Chapter 10 Halloween
Chapter 11 Quidditch
Chapter 12 The Mirror of Erised
Chapter 13 Nicolas Flamel
Chapter 14 Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
Chapter 15 The Forbidden Fores
Chapter 16 Through the Trapdoor
Chapter 17 The Man with Two Face
往期回顾
Chapter 2：01、02
Chapter 7：01
CHAPTER SEVEN (2)
THE SORTING HAT
第7章 分院帽 （2）
Professor McGonagall now stepped forward holding a long roll of
parchment.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to
be sorted," she said. "Abbott, Hannah!"
A pink-faced girl with blonde pigtails stumbled out of line, put on the
hat, which fell right down over her eyes, and sat down. A moments pause
--
"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat.
The table on the right cheered and clapped as Hannah went to sit down at
the Hufflepuff table. Harry saw the ghost of the Fat Friar waving
merrily at her.
"Bones, Susan!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat again, and Susan scuttled off to sit next
to Hannah.
"Boot, Terry!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
The table second from the left clapped this time; several Ravenclaws
stood up to shake hands with Terry as he joined them.
" Brocklehurst, Mandy" went to Ravenclaw too, but "Brown, Lavender"
became the first new Gryffindor, and the table on the far left exploded
with cheers; Harry could see Ron's twin brothers catcalling.
"Bulstrode, Millicent" then became a Slytherin. Perhaps it was Harry's
imagination, after all he'd heard about Slytherin, but he thought they
looked like an unpleasant lot. He was starting to feel definitely sick
now. He remembered being picked for teams during gym at his old school.
He had always been last to be chosen, not because he was no good, but
because no one wanted Dudley to think they liked him.
"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Sometimes, Harry noticed, the hat shouted out the house at once, but at
others it took a little while to decide. "Finnigan, Seamus," the
sandy-haired boy next to Harry in the line, sat on the stool for almost
a whole minute before the hat declared him a Gryffindor.
"Granger, Hermione!"
Hermione almost ran to the stool and jammed the hat eagerly on her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" shouted the hat. Ron groaned.
A horrible thought struck Harry, as horrible thoughts always do when
you're very nervous. What if he wasn't chosen at all? What if he just
sat there with the hat over his eyes for ages, until Professor
McGonagall jerked it off his head and said there had obviously been a
mistake and he'd better get back on the train?
When Neville Longbottom, the boy who kept losing his toad, was called,
he fell over on his way to the stool. The hat took a long time to decide
with Neville. When it finally shouted, "GRYFFINDOR," Neville ran off
still wearing it, and had to jog back amid gales of laughter to give it
to "MacDougal, Morag."
Malfoy swaggered forward when his name was called and got his wish at
once: the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed, "SLYTHERIN!"
Malfoy went to join his friends Crabbe and Goyle, looking pleased with
himself.
There weren't many people left now. "Moon" "Nott" "Parkinson" then a
pair of twin girls, "Patil" and "Patil" then "Perks, Sally-Anne" and
then, at last -- "Potter, Harry!"
As Harry stepped forward, whispers suddenly broke out like little
hissing fires all over the hall.
"Potter, did she say?"
The Harry Potter?"
The last thing Harry saw before the hat dropped over his eyes was the
hall full of people craning to get a good look at him. Next second he
was looking at the black inside of the hat. He waited.
Hmm," said a small voice in his ear. "Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty
of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, A my goodness,
yes -- and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting....
So where shall I put you?"
Harry gripped the edges of the stool and thought, Not Slytherin, not
Slytherin.
"Not Slytherin, eh?" said the small voice. "Are you sure? You could be
great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you
on the way to greatness, no doubt about that -- no? Well, if you're sure
-- better be GRYFFINDOR!"
Harry heard the hat shout the last word to the whole hall. He took off
the hat and walked shakily toward the Gryffindor table. He was so
relieved to have been chosen and not put in Slytherin, he hardly noticed
that he was getting the loudest cheer yet. Percy the Prefect got up and
shook his hand vigorously, while the Weasley twins yelled, "We got
Potter! We got Potter!" Harry sat down opposite the ghost in the ruff
he'd seen earlier. The ghost patted his arm, giving Harry the sudden,
horrible feeling he'd just plunged it into a bucket of ice-cold water.
He could see the High Table properly now. At the end nearest him sat
Hagrid, who caught his eye and gave him the thumbs up. Harry grinned
back. And there, in the center of the High Table, in a large gold chair,
sat Albus Dumbledore. Harry recognized him at once from the card he'd
gotten out of the Chocolate Frog on the train. Dumbledore's silver hair
was the only thing in the whole hall that shone as brightly as the
ghosts. Harry spotted Professor Quirtell, too, the nervous young man
from the Leaky Cauldron（破釜酒吧，前面几章有提到）. He was looking very peculiar in a large purple
turban.
And now there were only three people left to be sorted. "Thomas, Dean,"
a Black boy even taller than Ron, joined Harry at the Gryffindor table.
"Turpin, Lisa," became a Ravenclaw and then it was Ron's turn. He was
pale green by now. Harry crossed his fingers under the table and a
second later the hat had shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Harry clapped loudly with the rest as Ron collapsed into the chair next
to him.
"Well done, Ron, excellent," said Percy Weasley Pompously across Harry
as "Zabini, Blaise," was made a Slytherin. Professor McGonagall rolled
up her scroll and took the Sorting Hat away.
Harry looked down at his empty gold plate. He had only just realized how
hungry he was. The pumpkin pasties seemed ages ago.
Albus Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students,
his arms opened wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to
see them all there.
"Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin
our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit!
Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
"Thank you!"
He sat back down. Everybody clapped and cheered. Harry didn't know
whether to laugh or not.
"Is he -- a bit mad?" he asked Percy uncertainly.
"Mad?" said Percy airily（神气的）. "He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But
he is a bit mad, yes. Potatoes, Harry?"
Harry's mouth fell open. The dishes in front of him were now piled with
food. He had never seen so many things he liked to eat on one table:
roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops and lamb chops, sausages, bacon
and steak, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, fries, Yorkshire pudding,
peas, carrots, gravy, ketchup, and, for some strange reason, peppermint
humbugs.
The Dursleys had never exactly starved Harry, but he'd never been
allowed to eat as much as he liked. Dudley had always taken anything
that Harry really wanted, even if It made him sick. Harry piled his
plate with a bit of everything except the peppermints and began to eat.
It was all delicious.
"That does look good," said the ghost in the ruff sadly, watching Harry
cut up his steak,
"Can't you --?"
I haven't eaten for nearly four hundred years," said the ghost. "I don't
need to, of course, but one does miss it. I don't think I've introduced
myself? Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington（无头的尼古拉斯爵士） at your service. Resident ghost
of Gryffindor Tower."
"I know who you are!" said Ron suddenly. "My brothers told me about you
-- you're Nearly Headless Nick!"
"I would prefer you to call me Sir Nicholas de Mimsy --" the ghost began
stiffly, but sandy-haired Seamus Finnigan interrupted.
"Nearly Headless? How can you be nearly headless?"
Sir Nicholas looked extremely miffed, as if their little chat wasn't
going at all the way he wanted.
"Like this," he said irritably. He seized his left ear and pulled. His
whole head swung off （摇摇欲坠的） his neck and fell onto his shoulder as if it was on
a hinge. Someone had obviously tried to behead him, but not done it
properly. Looking pleased at the stunned looks on their faces, Nearly
Headless Nick flipped his head back onto his neck, coughed, and said,
"So -- new Gryffindors! I hope you're going to help us win the house
championship this year? Gryffindors have never gone so long without
winning. Slytherins have got the cup six years in a row! The Bloody
Baron's becoming almost unbearable -- he's the Slytherin ghost."
Harry looked over at the Slytherin table and saw a horrible ghost
sitting there, with blank staring eyes, a gaunt face, and robes stained
with silver blood. He was right next to Malfoy who, Harry was pleased to
see, didn't look too pleased with the seating arrangements.
"How did he get covered in blood?" asked Seamus with great interest.
"I've never asked," said Nearly Headless Nick delicately.
When everyone had eaten as much as they could, the remains of the food
faded from the plates, leaving them sparkling clean as before. A moment
later the desserts appeared. Blocks of ice cream in every flavor you
could think of, apple pies, treacle tarts（蜜糖蛋挞）, chocolate eclairs and jam
doughnuts, trifle, strawberries, Jell-O, rice pudding -- "
As Harry helped himself to a treacle tart, the talk turned to their
families.
"I'm half-and-half," said Seamus. "Me dad's a Muggle. Mom didn't tell
him she was a witch 'til after they were married. Bit of a nasty shock
for him."
The others laughed.
"What about you, Neville?" said Ron.
"Well, my gran brought me up and she's a witch," said Neville, "but the
family thought I was all- Muggle for ages. My Great Uncle Algie kept
trying to catch me off my guard and force some magic out of me -- he
pushed me off the end of Blackpool pier once, I nearly drowned -- but
nothing happened until I was eight. Great Uncle Algie came round for
dinner, and he was hanging me out of an upstairs window by the ankles
when my Great Auntie Enid offered him a meringue and he accidentally let
go. But I bounced -- all the way down the garden and into the road. They
were all really pleased, Gran was crying, she was so happy. And you
should have seen their faces when I got in here -- they thought I might
not be magic enough to come, you see. Great Uncle Algie was so pleased
he bought me my toad."
On Harry's other side, Percy Weasley and Hermione were talking about
lessons ("I do hope they start right away, there's so much to learn, I'm
particularly interested in Transfiguration, you know, turning something
into something else, of course, it's supposed to be very difficult-";
"You'll be starting small, just matches into needles and that sort of
thing -- ").
Harry, who was starting to feel warm and sleepy, looked up at
the High Table again. Hagrid was drinking deeply from his goblet.
Professor McGonagall was talking to Professor Dumbledore. Professor
Quirrell, in his absurd turban, was talking to a teacher with greasy
black hair, a hooked nose, and sallow skin.
这时麦格教授朝前走了几步，手里拿着一卷羊皮纸。
“我现在叫到谁的名字，谁就戴上帽子，坐到凳子上，听候分院。”她说，“汉娜·艾博!”
一个面色红润、梳着两条金色发辫的小姑娘，跌跌撞撞地走出队列，戴上帽子，帽子刚好遮住她的限睛。她坐了下来。片刻停顿——“赫奇帕奇!”帽子喊道。
右边一桌的人向汉娜鼓掌欢呼，欢迎她在他们这一桌就坐。哈利看见胖修士幽灵也高兴地向她挥手致意。
“苏珊·彭斯!”
“赫奇帕奇!”帽子又喊道。苏珊飞快地跑到汉娜身边坐下。
“泰瑞·布特!”
“拉文克劳!”
这次左边第二桌拍手鼓掌。当泰瑞加入到他们的行列时，有几名拉文克劳的学生站起来和他握手。
曼蒂·布洛贺也分到拉文克劳，拉文德·布朗则成了格兰芬多的第一位新生，左边最远的一张餐桌即刻爆发出一阵欢呼，哈利看见罗恩的一对孪生哥哥发出了嘘声。
接着米里森·伯斯德成为斯莱特林的新生。也许哈利听了许多关于斯莱特林的议论，产生了某些印象，但他总觉得这些人看起来不讨人喜欢。
他现在开始感到特别不舒服。他回想起在小学上体育课时分组的事。总是挑到最后剩他一个人，这并不是因为他不够好，而是因为谁也不想让达力认为他们喜欢他。
“贾斯廷·芬列里!”
“赫奇帕奇!”
哈利发现有时帽子立刻就喊出学院的名字，但另一些时候花了一些时间才作出决定。比如排在哈利旁边的那个浅茶色头发的男孩西莫·斐尼甘就在凳子上几乎坐了整整一分钟，帽子才宣布他被分到格兰芬多。
“赫敏·格兰杰!”
赫敏几乎跑到凳子跟前，急急忙忙把帽子扣到头上。
“格兰芬多!”帽子喊道。罗恩哼了一声。
当你非常紧张的时候，就会生出许多可怕的想法，哈利也是一样。他突然想到要是万一根本不挑选他会怎么样呢?如果帽子扣在他头上盖住他的眼睛好长时间，最后还是麦格教授把帽子从他头上拽下来，然后说，明摆着是搞错了，要他最好还是坐火车回去，那又会怎么样呢?叫到那个总丢失蟾蜍的男孩纳威·隆巴顿的名字时，他朝凳子跑的路上摔了一跤。帽子用了好长时间才对纳威作出决定。当帽子最后喊出“格兰芬多”时，纳威戴着帽子就跑掉了，最后不得不在一片哄笑声中一溜小跑回来，把帽子还给麦格教授。
叫到马尔福的名字时，马尔福大模大样走过去，而且即刻如愿以偿，帽子几乎刚碰到他的头就尖叫道：“斯莱特林!”
马尔福前去和他的朋友克拉布与高尔会合，露出对自己很满意的样子。
这时，剩下的人已经不多了。
莫恩⋯⋯诺特⋯⋯帕金森⋯⋯之后是一对佩蒂尔孪生姐妹⋯⋯然后是莎莉安·波克斯⋯⋯最后，总算轮到——“哈利·波特!”
当哈利朝前走去时，餐厅里突然发出的一阵嗡嗡低语像小火苗的咝咝响声。
“波特，她是在叫波特吗?”
“是那个哈利·波特?”
在帽子就要扣到头上遮住他的视线时，哈利看到餐厅里人头攒动，人人引颈而望，希望看清他的模样。接着就是帽子里的黑暗世界和等待。
“嗯，”他听到耳边一个细微的声音说，“难。非常难。看得出很有勇气。心地也不坏。有天分，哦，我的天哪，不错——你有急于证明自己的强烈愿望，那么，很有意思⋯⋯我该把你分到哪里去呢?”
哈利紧紧抓住凳子边，心里想：“不去斯莱特林，不去斯莱特林。”
“不去斯莱特林，对吧?”那个细微的声音问，“拿定主意了吗?你能成大器，你知道，在你一念之间，斯莱特林能帮助你走向辉煌，这毫无疑问——不乐意?那好，既然你已经拿定主意——那就最好去格兰芬多吧!”
哈利听见帽子向整个餐厅喊出了最后那个名字。他摘下帽子，两腿微微颤抖着走向格兰芬多那一桌。他入选了，而且没有被分到斯莱特林，这使他大大松了一口气，也使他几乎没有注意到自己竞获得了最响亮的欢呼喝彩。级长珀西站起来紧紧地跟他握手。韦斯莱家的孪生兄弟大声喊道：“我们有波特了!我们有波特了!”哈利坐到他先前碰到的那个穿轮状皱领的幽灵对面。幽灵拍了拍他的手臂，使他突然产生了一种刚刚跳进一桶冰水里的可怕感觉。
现在哈利总算可以好好看看高台上的主宾席了。海格坐在离他最近的角落。他捕捉到了哈利的目光，向他竖起大拇指。哈利咧嘴报以一笑。主宾席的中央，一把大金椅上坐着阿不思·邓布利多。哈利一眼就认出了他的面孔，因为他在火车上从巧克力蛙的巫师画片上见过。整个餐厅里只有邓布利多的银发和幽灵们一样闪闪发光。哈利也同样认出了奇洛教授，那个他在破釜酒吧遇到的神经质的年轻人。他头上裹着一条很大的紫色围巾，显得很古怪。
现在听候分配的只剩下三个人了。莉莎·杜平成了拉文克劳的新生。接着就轮到了罗恩。他这时脸色发青。哈利紧握双手放在桌下。一眨眼工夫帽子就高喊道：“格兰芬多!”
当罗恩一下子瘫倒在哈利旁边的座位上时，哈利跟着其余的人大声鼓掌。
“很好，罗恩，太好了!”珀西·韦斯莱越过哈利，用夸张的口吻说。这时剩下的最后一名布雷司·沙比尼被分到斯莱特林了。麦格教授卷起羊皮纸，拿起分院帽离去了。
哈利低头看着面前空空的金盘子，这才感觉到早已饥肠辘辘。吃南瓜馅饼似乎是很久以前的事了。阿不思·邓布利多站起来。他笑容满面地看着学生们，向他们伸开双臂，似乎没有什么比看到学生们济济一堂使他更高兴的了。“欢迎啊!”他说，“欢迎大家来霍格沃茨开始新的学年!在宴会开始前，我想讲几句话。那就是：笨蛋!哭鼻子!残渣!拧!谢谢大家!”他重新坐下来。大家鼓掌欢呼。哈利不知道是否该一笑置之。“他是不是——有点疯疯癫癫?”他迟疑地问珀西。“疯疯癫癫?”珀西小声说，“他是一位天才!世界上最优秀的巫师!不过你说得也对，他是有点疯疯癫癫。要不要来点马铃薯，哈利?”
哈利目瞪口呆。这时他面前的餐盘里都放满了吃的。他从来没见过桌上一下子摆这么多他喜欢吃的东西：烤牛肉、烤子鸡、猪排、羊羔排、腊肠、牛排、煮马铃薯、烤马铃薯、炸薯片、约克夏布丁、豌豆苗、胡萝卜、肉汁、番茄酱，而且不知出于什么古怪的原因，还有薄荷硬糖。
说实在的，德思礼夫妇并没让哈利饿着，可也没有真正让他放开肚皮吃过。达力总是把哈利想吃的东西抢走了，尽管这些东西有时候让达力想吐。除了薄荷硬糖之外，哈利每样都往餐盘里拿了一点儿，开始大嚼起来。样样都很好吃。
“看起来真不错呀。”穿轮状皱领的幽灵眼睁睁地看着哈利切牛排，难过地说。
“你不来上一点儿吗?”
“我已经有四百年没有吃东西了。”那个幽灵说，“我不需要吃，不过，当然很怀念它们的美昧。我想，我还没有做自我介绍吧?敏西——波平顿的尼古拉斯爵士，格兰芬多塔的常驻幽灵。”
“我知道你是谁了!”罗恩突然说，“我的两个哥哥对我讲起过你——你是那个‘差点没头的尼克’!”
“我想，我比较喜欢你们叫我敏西的尼古拉斯爵士。”幽灵显得有些局促不安，但是淡茶色头发的西莫·斐尼甘插话说：“差点没头?你怎么会差点没头呢?”
尼古拉斯爵士显得很生气，看来他不想谈这个话题。
“就像这样。”他急躁地说。他抓住左耳朵往下拽。他的头摇摇晃晃从脖子上滑了下来，搏到肩上，仿佛头是用铰链连接的。看来有人砍他的头，没有砍彻底。差点没头的尼克眼看他们一个个目瞪口呆的表情，很开心。他把头轻轻弹回到脖子上，清了清嗓子，说：“好了，格兰芬多的新同学们!我希望你们能帮助我们赢得本学年的学院杯冠军，好吗?格兰芬多从来没有这么长时间没赢过奖了。斯莱特林来了个六连冠!血人巴罗实在让人忍无可忍了——他是斯莱特林的幽灵。”
哈利朝斯莱特林那一桌看过去，看见桌旁坐着一个幽灵，十分可怕，瞪着呆滞的眼睛，形容枯槁，长袍上沾满银色的血斑。血人巴罗正好坐在马尔福旁边，马尔福对这样的座位安排不太满意，哈利看了心里觉得乐滋滋的。
“他怎么弄得浑身都是血?”西奠特别感兴趣。
“我从来没问过。”差点没头的尼克拘谨地说。
等到每人都敞开肚皮填饱肚子以后，剩下的食物就一股脑儿地从餐盘里消失了。餐盘叉都变得光洁如初。过了一会儿，布丁上来了。各种口味的冰淇淋应有尽有，苹果饼、搪浆饼、巧克力松糕、炸果酱甜圈、酒浸果酱布丁、草莓、果冻、米布丁⋯⋯哈利取过一块糖浆饼，这时话题又转到了各自的家庭。
“我是混血。”西莫说，“爸爸是一个麻瓜，妈妈直到结婚以后才告诉爸爸自己是个女巫。可把他吓得不轻。”
大家都哈哈大笑。
“那你呢，纳威?”罗恩问。
“哦，我是由奶奶带大的，她是女巫。”纳威说，“不过这么多年来我们家一直把我当成麻瓜。我的阿尔吉伯父总想趁人不备，想方设法逼我露一手法术——有一次他把我从黑湖码头推了下去，差点儿把我淹死——结果什么事也没有发生。直到我八岁那年，有一天我阿尔吉伯父过来喝茶，他把我的脚脖子朝上从楼上窗口吊了下去，正好我的艾妮伯母递给他一块蛋白蛋糕。他一失手，没有拿稳我。我自己弹了起来——飞过整个花园，摔到马路上。他们都高兴极了。艾妮伯母甚至高兴得哭了起来。你要是能看看我接到入学通知书时他们脸上的表情就好了，你看，他们原以为我的魔法功力不够，不能进这所学校呢。我的阿尔吉伯父一时高兴，还买了一只蟾蜍送给我呢。”
哈利的另一边珀西·韦斯莱和赫敏正在议论他们的功课(“我真希望直截了当，要学的东西太多了，我对变形术特别感兴趣。你知道，把一样东西变成另一样东西，当然，应该是非常困难——”“你应当从小的东西变起，比如把火柴变成针什么的——”)。
哈利浑身热起来，想睡觉，但又抬头看了看主宾席。海格正举杯狂饮。麦格教授在跟邓布利多教授说着什么。头上裹着可笑围巾的奇洛教授正跟一位一头油腻黑发、鹰钩鼻、皮肤蜡黄的老师说话。
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