大家好： 非常感谢各位前辈日前给我的许多翻译上的建议。下面贴出来的文章是一篇背景设在 纽奥良的哈利同人文的开场，恳请各位前辈多多指教。 ---- 篇名：L'ouragan 作者：femmequixotic/Femme 来源：http://asylums.insanejournal.com/snape_potter/265071.html The rain was already falling, had been falling for hours, so heavy and hard that even an?Impervius?was useless. My white cotton shirt was plastered to my skin, my soaked hair pushed back behind both ears, save for the few limp locks that the wind slapped angrily against my cheek. 雨正下着，已经持续数个小时，滂沱雨势即便是不透水咒（Impervius）亦无济於事。 我的白色棉质衬衫紧贴着皮肤，湿透的头发推到了耳後，在狂风愤怒地拍打我的两颊 时，有几绺平直柔软的发丝散落开来。 I stood over the rich, muddy reek of the Mississippi churning, sullen waves already rolling against the embankments meant to keep them at bay. There was a hint of chill in the thick, heavy air for the first time since spring had faded, but I could still feel the humidity, my sweat mixing in with the rain that ran down the back of my collar. 我站在密西西比河搅扰而出的浓厚土腥臭气里，沉郁浪涛反覆冲击着将它们阻在湾岸 的堤防。自从春天逝去以来，黏稠、沉重的空气里头一次夹带了一缕寒意，但我仍旧 感觉周遭高温潮湿，汗滴混合着雨水流下我的後领。 "Last of the little bastards are back to their kin," Honore said, coming up next to me, his boots squelching in the mud. "Michel Decoudreau was the last one over St Bernard's way." Rivulets of rain poured over the headmaster's short grey curls, down his angled black cheeks roughened by two-day's stubble. His mouth tightened as he stared out over the river; he crossed his arms over his chest, pulling his wet robe tight across his shoulders, the frayed grey hem catching on the laces of his worn boots. He glanced over at me, looked me up and down, then smiled faintly. "Pardon my patois, Severus, but you look like mule shit on a dungpile." 「最後一批小坏蛋也回他们的亲戚那了，」奥诺雷边说边走到我身边，他的靴子啪滋啪 滋地踩在烂泥里。「米歇尔‧狄卡崔是最後一个往圣伯纳德方向去的。」倾盆大雨浇灌 在校长短短的灰色卷发上，流下他棱角分明、长了两天胡荏於是粗糙一片的黑色脸颊。 当他远眺河川的时候，他的嘴唇紧抿；他将双臂交叠在胸前，拉起湿答答的长袍紧紧裹 住双肩，磨损的灰色衣摆轻触着他那双破靴子的鞋带。他审视着我，从头到脚仔细巡了 一遍，然後虚弱地微微一笑。「原谅我用方言来形容，西弗勒斯，但你看起来像是一堆 粪肥上的驴大便。」 I snorted. "I'm quite afraid you're no beauty yourself at the moment, William. " Honore looked exhausted and drawn, a greyish pallor to his dark skin. I wasn't surprised. The entire bloody staff of St. Louise de Marillac School had spent the past thirty-six hours evacuating students—and in many cases, their families, their familiars and, for a fortunate few, their homes—to higher ground. No thanks to the imbeciles employed by the Louisiana Department of Magic and Wizardry who were utterly incapable of finding their own arses with both hands, in my opinion—which I had quite clearly stated to more than one of the fools. My nostrils flared. Bureaucrats were incompetent worldwide, it seemed. 我不屑地冷哼一声。「非常遗憾，此刻的你毫无美丽之处可言，威廉。」奥诺雷看起来精 疲力竭，他黝黑的皮肤泛着一抹灰白。我并不感到惊讶。圣路易斯德马里亚克学校的全体 该死的工作人员，在过去的三十六个小时里都忙着疏散学生－－而且在很多个案里，还包 括他们的家人、他们的亲友，对少数幸运的人来说还有他们的家园－－前往地势较高的地 方。不用感谢受雇於路易斯安那州魔法与巫术部的低能蠢人，在我看来，他们就算用上两 只手也完全没有能力找到自己的屁股－－我已十分清楚地向一个以上的傻蛋表明了我的意 见。我的鼻孔气愤地鼓了起来。看来全世界的官僚们皆属无能之辈。 The wind picked up, twisting around us, knocking me back a step. Rain stung my face, salty and sharp. 风势转剧了，直绕着我们打旋，撞得我倒退一步。苦涩盐味的雨水刺痛我的脸。 Honore frowned into the storm, tall and solid in the rough gusts. His robe whipped around him. "Best get yourself someplace safe, and soon." He squinted up at the roiling black clouds. "'Bout to be one hell of a storm." 奥诺雷皱起眉头，望进那声势惊人、结构凝实的阵阵狂风暴雨。他的长袍绕着身体猛烈甩 动着。「最好让你自己待在某处安全的地方，而且尽快。」他眯起眼睛观察那滚滚翻腾着 的乌云。「一场该死的暴风雨即将来袭。」 "And what do you intend to do?" I asked, eyeing with unease the choppy river that slapped over the embankment, seeping into the puddles at my feet. After six hurricane seasons, I'd learnt there was little even magic could do against Mother Nature in a snit, and that realisation disconcerted me. 「那你打算怎麽办？」我问道，忧心忡忡地注视那条波涛汹涌的河流一再拍打着堤岸，还 有河水渐次渗透到我脚下的泥水中。在六个台风季节後，我已经学会没有任何魔法可以在 紧急事态中抵抗大自然的力量，这种认知令我不安。 Honore ran a hand over his jaw, scratching. "I'll stay back at the school. Make sure she doesn't blow away— " 奥诺雷扒过下颚，抓了一抓。「我将回学校待着。确认台风没有吹走－－」 A loud, cracking boom echoed over the roar of rain. We stared at each other, the puddles nearly covering the toes of our boots. 一阵响亮的爆裂声回荡在咆哮肆虐的大雨中。我们互望彼此，泥水近乎漫过我们的靴尖。 "The levees," Honore shouted in to the wind, grabbing my arm. 「是堤坝，」奥诺雷在狂风中大吼，同时抓住我的胳臂。 Fucking hell. 去他妈的见鬼了。 We ran. 我们拔腿狂奔。 --

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