It is peculiar, though, how much the idea distresses me. Breaking and violating Its entire history...you've held It, Albus. You've felt It tugging at your heart and soul, power as tremendous and inviolate as Death itself. To imagine that power—phenomenal, unique, ancient—destroyed forever...
I do not even know my own reaction. But, Albus, I thought you did not kill.
我甚至不能料到自己的反应。可是,阿不思,我想你不会停下。
As for your little moment of combustion—there are no dementors in Nurmengard, Albus. The guards are only human—and, no, you shouldn't begrudge them a little sport with me. I have gone too far down the path of the Dark for pain to be anything but an inconvenience. Didn't you, too, rant endlessly about my sins when you finally came to vanquish me? Wouldn't you have me tossed in prison for taking the life of a single Muggle, after your saintly change of heart, no matter what it means for our Greater Good? Who are you to dictate my Hell?
There are no dementors, yet still, every night as I sleep, there are screams. And do you really think I'd prefer to hear the screams of wizards falling in battle, or of Muggles at labor or under torture, or even my own when I heard of your betrayal to our cause, when instead I might hear your screams of pleasure at my hands all those years ago? Of course I have been thinking of that. Of course I have been writing on it. You were beautiful once, you miserable dingbat.
And if you are ashamed, humiliated, that you were once the confidant and lover of the Dark terror of the century—well, I must get my revenge somehow. Go teach your children, eat your candy, preen your bird and bury me. But we were brilliant together, Albus, and not even you can change history. 如果你因为曾经作为本世纪最恐怖的黑魔王的知己和爱人而感到羞愧的话——那么我想,我一定是尝到了过去酿成的苦果。去教你的孩子们吧,吃你的糖,打扮你的鸟,再顺便把我埋了。但我们站在一起曾经是那么耀眼,阿不思,这是就算你也无法改变的事实。
注:
1.“I must get my revenge somehow.”有两个译本,区别是“get”和“got”(got的话被must do的格式给还原了),潜台词也肯定不同奥,一是我要报复但没报复,一是我已经得到报复了。