They started up the sloping lawn towards the castle.
他们踏上倾斜的草坪，走向城堡。
The sun was sinking fast now; the sky had turned to a clear, purple-tinged grey, but to the west there was a ruby-red glow. Ron stopped dead.
现在太阳下沉得很快，天空清朗，灰中带紫，但是西方还有一抹残红。罗恩站住了，一动不动。
'Oh, please, Ron,' Hermione began.
“哦，劳驾，罗恩。”赫敏开始说。
'It's Scabbers — he won't — stay put —'
“是斑斑——它不肯——待着不动——”
Ron was bent over, trying to keep Scabbers in his pocket, but the rat was going berserk;
罗恩弯下了腰，努力让斑斑仍旧待在衣袋里，但是那耗子变得狂暴起来，
squeaking madly, twisting and flailing, trying to sink his teeth into Ron's hand.
疯狂地尖叫着、扭动着并且踢蹬着，想咬罗恩的手。
'Scabbers, it's me, you idiot, it's Ron,' Ron hissed.
“斑斑，是我呀，你这个傻瓜，是罗恩呀。”罗恩低声说。
They heard a door open behind them and men's voices.
他们听到身后有一扇门开了，有男子的说话声传来。

'Oh Ron, please let's move, they're going to do it!' Hermione breathed.
“哦，罗恩，劳驾让咱们走吧，他们要下手了！”赫敏说。
'OK — Scabbers, stay put —'
“好——斑斑待着不要动——”
They walked forwards; Harry, like Hermione, was trying not to listen to the rumble of voices behind them.
他们向前走。哈利像赫敏一样，努力不去听身后人们说话的声音。
Ron stopped again. 'I can't hold him — Scabbers, shut up, everyone'll hear us —'
罗恩又停下来了。“我抓不住它——斑斑，住嘴，人家要听见我们了——”
The rat was squealing wildly, but not loudly enough to cover up the sounds drifting from Hagrid's garden.
那耗子狂乱地尖叫，但还不是响得能盖过从海格的花园里传过来的声音。
There was a jumble of indistinct male voices, a silence and then, without warning, the unmistakeable swish and thud of an axe.
有几个乱七八糟的男声，一阵静默。然后，在不加誊告的情况下，斧子挥动的声音和一声钝响。
Hermione swayed on the spot.
赫敏在原地摇晃了一下。
'They did it!' she whispered to Harry. 'I d-don't believe it — they did it!'
“他们已经下手了！”她对哈利耳语道，“我不……不信……他们已经下手了……”