July 11th, 1956
Mister Supreme Mugwump Sir, and of course I heard about that particular commendation—
尊敬伟大的至高无上的长官先生，我当然已经听说了这项特殊的荣誉——
The rest of our lives, you say? Forever, you say? Are we wedded by owl, then? Am I bound to your sanctimonious pronouncements as permanently as the lichen on my walls? The orange spot is becoming particularly magnificent. There is green like scales, green like little leaves. They grow unimaginably slowly. My whole life has become glacial. It's been more than ten years, hasn't it? More than ten years in one single little room. I thought I'd go mad. Maybe I have.
我们的余生，你是这样说的吗？永远，对吗？我们要靠着猫头鹰结婚了？然后呢？我会像纽蒙迦德墙上的青苔一样，被你虚情假意的誓言所束缚吗？这些橙色斑点愈演愈烈，青绿的则如鳞细腻，又像是新萌的嫩叶。他们生长的速度实在是无法想象地缓慢，我的人生业已与它无异。已经过去十多年了，不是吗？十多年来都待在一个狭小的房间里，我想我可能快疯了。……或许也已经是了。
Headmaster. Bollocks. Schweinhund. Look at you. Look at you, the great Albus Dumbledore, International Mugwump of the Grand Posh Scheisse-Swarm, hunching over your New Year's ale because you **ed a German boy decades ago and can never love again or some nonsense—and you still blame me for her death, don't you, Albus? It was an accident, you drunken idiot, an accident, it wasn't me, I swear, I only fled in fear—
校长，他妈的见鬼去吧，小杂种。看看你，看看你吧。伟大的阿不思·邓布利多，国际著名的高级魔法联合会会长，在新年夜里这么狼狈不堪，就因为十多年前被一个德国小子操了，说着之后再也无法爱上任何人又或者其他什么之类的屁话——你仍然因为她的死责怪我，不是吗，阿不思？那是个意外，你这个醉酒的傻子，一个意外。那不是我，我发誓，我只是因为害怕才走掉的——
And look at me. Gellert Grindelwald. There was a time when every child in Wizarding Europe cheered for my name or shrunk from it. There was a time when I cast curses that stripped the leaves from every tree for thirty feet with the mere wind of their passing—there was a time when I was on the verge of establishing, truly establishing, a new world order, a bright new future, and I would have done it for you and me—and here I am, rotting, lonely enough to care what some poncy old British git thinks of me. You must have enjoyed the thought, yes, that I might be haunted by the screams of my victims? Does that fit your idea of how things work, that I lie awake at night tossing and turning from the ghosts of my past? And do you, Albus? Little Ariana held you back from hunting me down for years, didn't she? 本章未完，请点击下一页继续阅读！ 第1页/共3页
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