1、 Harry Potter And the Sorcerers Stone ALSO BY J.K.ROWLING Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone Year One at Hogwarts Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets Year Two at Hogwarts Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban Year Three at Hogwarts Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Year Four at Hogwarts H
2、arry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Year Five at Hogwarts Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince Year Six at Hogwarts Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Year Seven at Hogwarts Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone BY J.K.Rowling ILLUSTRATIONS BY Mary GrandPr ARTHUR A.LEVINE BOOKS AN IMPRINT OF
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6、 Rowling,J.K.Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone/by J.K.Rowling p.cm.Summary:Rescued from the outrageous neglect of his aunt and uncle,a young boy with a great destiny proves his worth while attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.ISBN 0-590-35340-3 1.Fantasy Fiction.2.Witches Fiction.
7、3.Wizards Fiction.4.Schools Fiction.5.England Fiction.I.Title.PZ7.R79835Har 1998 Fic dc21 97-39059 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 05 Printed in U.S.A.10 First American edition,October 1998 5 Contents ONE The Boy Who Lived 1 TWO The Vanishing Glass 18 THREE The Letters from No One 31 FOUR The Keeper of t
8、he Keys 46 FIVE Diagon Alley 61 SIX The Journey from Platform Nine and Three-quarters 88 SEVEN The Sorting Hat 113 EIGHT The Potions Master 131 Contents 6 NINE The Midnight Duel 143 TEN Halloween 163 ELEVEN Quidditch 180 TWELVE The Mirror of Erised 194 THIRTEEN Nicholas Flamel 215 FOURTEEN Norbert t
9、he Norwegian Ridgeback 228 FIFTEEN The Forbidden Forest 242 SIXTEEN Through the Trapdoor 262 SEVENTEEN The Man with Two Faces 288 Harry Potter And the Sorcerers Stone C H A P T E R O N E 1 THE BOY WHO LIVED r.and Mrs.Dursley,of number four,Privet Drive,were proud to say that they were perfectly norm
10、al,thank you very much.They were the last people youd expect to be in-volved in anything strange or mysterious,because they just didnt hold with such nonsense.Mr.Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings,which made drills.He was a big,beefy man with hardly any neck,al-though he did have a
11、very large mustache.Mrs.Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck,which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences,spying on the neighbors.The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy any-w
12、here.The Dursleys had everything they wanted,but they also had a secret,and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it.M CHAPTER ONE 2 They didnt think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters.Mrs.Potter was Mrs.Dursleys sister,but they hadnt met for several years;in fac
13、t,Mrs.Dursley pretended she didnt have a sister,because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street.The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son,too,b
14、ut they had never even seen him.This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away;they didnt want Dudley mixing with a child like that.When Mr.and Mrs.Dursley woke up on the dull,gray Tuesday our story starts,there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and myst
15、erious things would soon be happen-ing all over the country.Mr.Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work,and Mrs.Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.None of them noticed a large,tawny owl flutter past the window.At half past eight,M
16、r.Dursley picked up his briefcase,pecked Mrs.Dursley on the cheek,and tried to kiss Dudley good-bye but missed,because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereal at the walls.“Little tyke,”chortled Mr.Dursley as he left the house.He got into his car and backed out of number fours drive.
17、It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar a cat reading a map.For a second,Mr.Dursley didnt realize what he had seen then he jerked his head around to look again.There was a tabby cat standing on the corner THE BOY WHO LIVED 3 of Privet Drive,but there w
18、asnt a map in sight.What could he have been thinking of?It must have been a trick of the light.Mr.Dursley blinked and stared at the cat.It stared back.As Mr.Durs-ley drove around the corner and up the road,he watched the cat in his mirror.It was now reading the sign that said Privet Drive no,looking
19、 at the sign;cats couldnt read maps or signs.Mr.Dursley gave himself a little shake and put the cat out of his mind.As he drove toward town he thought of nothing except a large order of drills he was hoping to get that day.But on the edge of town,drills were driven out of his mind by something else.
20、As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam,he couldnt help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about.People in cloaks.Mr.Dursley couldnt bear people who dressed in funny clothes the getups you saw on young people!He supposed this was some stupid new fashion.He drummed
21、his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by.They were whis-pering excitedly together.Mr.Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them werent young at all;why,that man had to be older than he was,and wearing an emerald-green cloak!The ne
22、rve of him!But then it struck Mr.Dursley that this was probably some silly stunt these people were obviously collecting for some-thing.yes,that would be it.The traffic moved on and a few minutes later,Mr.Dursley arrived in the Grunnings parking lot,his mind back on drills.Mr.Dursley always sat with
23、his back to the window in his office on the ninth floor.If he hadnt,he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning.He didnt see the owls swoop-CHAPTER ONE 4 ing past in broad daylight,though people down in the street did;they pointed and gazed open-mouthed as owl after owl sped
24、over-head.Most of them had never seen an owl even at nighttime.Mr.Dursley,however,had a perfectly normal,owl-free morning.He yelled at five different people.He made several important tele-phone calls and shouted a bit more.He was in a very good mood until lunchtime,when he thought hed stretch his le
25、gs and walk across the road to buy himself a bun from the bakery.Hed forgotten all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the bakers.He eyed them angrily as he passed.He didnt know why,but they made him uneasy.This bunch were whispering excitedly,too,and he couldnt see a
26、single collecting tin.It was on his way back past them,clutching a large doughnut in a bag,that he caught a few words of what they were saying.“The Potters,thats right,thats what I heard”“yes,their son,Harry”Mr.Dursley stopped dead.Fear flooded him.He looked back at the whisperers as if he wanted to
27、 say something to them,but thought better of it.He dashed back across the road,hurried up to his office,snapped at his secretary not to disturb him,seized his telephone,and had almost finished dialing his home number when he changed his mind.He put the receiver back down and stroked his mustache,thi
28、nking.no,he was being stupid.Potter wasnt such an unusual name.He was sure there were lots of people called Pot-ter who had a son called Harry.Come to think of it,he wasnt even sure his nephew was called Harry.Hed never even seen the boy.It THE BOY WHO LIVED 5 might have been Harvey.Or Harold.There
29、was no point in wor-rying Mrs.Dursley;she always got so upset at any mention of her sister.He didnt blame her if hed had a sister like that.but all the same,those people in cloaks.He found it a lot harder to concentrate on drills that afternoon and when he left the building at five oclock,he was sti
30、ll so worried that he walked straight into someone just outside the door.“Sorry,”he grunted,as the tiny old man stumbled and almost fell.It was a few seconds before Mr.Dursley realized that the man was wearing a violet cloak.He didnt seem at all upset at being al-most knocked to the ground.On the co
31、ntrary,his face split into a wide smile and he said in a squeaky voice that made passersby stare,“Dont be sorry,my dear sir,for nothing could upset me today!Re-joice,for You-Know-Who has gone at last!Even Muggles like your-self should be celebrating,this happy,happy day!”And the old man hugged Mr.Du
32、rsley around the middle and walked off.Mr.Dursley stood rooted to the spot.He had been hugged by a complete stranger.He also thought he had been called a Muggle,whatever that was.He was rattled.He hurried to his car and set off for home,hoping he was imagining things,which he had never hoped before,
33、because he didnt approve of imagination.As he pulled into the driveway of number four,the first thing he saw and it didnt improve his mood was the tabby cat hed spotted that morning.It was now sitting on his garden wall.He was sure it was the same one;it had the same markings around its eyes.“Shoo!”
34、said Mr.Dursley loudly.CHAPTER ONE 6 The cat didnt move.It just gave him a stern look.Was this nor-mal cat behavior?Mr.Dursley wondered.Trying to pull himself to-gether,he let himself into the house.He was still determined not to mention anything to his wife.Mrs.Dursley had had a nice,normal day.She
35、 told him over din-ner all about Mrs.Next Doors problems with her daughter and how Dudley had learned a new word(“Wont!”).Mr.Dursley tried to act normally.When Dudley had been put to bed,he went into the living room in time to catch the last report on the evening news:“And finally,bird-watchers ever
36、ywhere have reported that the nations owls have been behaving very unusually today.Although owls normally hunt at night and are hardly ever seen in daylight,there have been hundreds of sightings of these birds flying in every direction since sunrise.Experts are unable to explain why the owls have su
37、ddenly changed their sleeping pattern.”The newscaster al-lowed himself a grin.“Most mysterious.And now,over to Jim McGuffin with the weather.Going to be any more showers of owls tonight,Jim?”“Well,Ted,”said the weatherman,“I dont know about that,but its not only the owls that have been acting oddly
38、today.Viewers as far apart as Kent,Yorkshire,and Dundee have been phoning in to tell me that instead of the rain I promised yesterday,theyve had a downpour of shooting stars!Perhaps people have been celebrating Bonfire Night early its not until next week,folks!But I can promise a wet night tonight.”
39、Mr.Dursley sat frozen in his armchair.Shooting stars all over Britain?Owls flying by daylight?Mysterious people in cloaks all over the place?And a whisper,a whisper about the Potters.THE BOY WHO LIVED 7 Mrs.Dursley came into the living room carrying two cups of tea.It was no good.Hed have to say som
40、ething to her.He cleared his throat nervously.“Er Petunia,dear you havent heard from your sister lately,have you?”As he had expected,Mrs.Dursley looked shocked and angry.Af-ter all,they normally pretended she didnt have a sister.“No,”she said sharply.“Why?”“Funny stuff on the news,”Mr.Dursley mumble
41、d.“Owls.shooting stars.and there were a lot of funny-looking people in town today.”“So?”snapped Mrs.Dursley.“Well,I just thought.maybe.it was something to do with.you know.her crowd.”Mrs.Dursley sipped her tea through pursed lips.Mr.Dursley wondered whether he dared tell her hed heard the name“Potte
42、r.”He decided he didnt dare.Instead he said,as casually as he could,“Their son hed be about Dudleys age now,wouldnt he?”“I suppose so,”said Mrs.Dursley stiffly.“Whats his name again?Howard,isnt it?”“Harry.Nasty,common name,if you ask me.”“Oh,yes,”said Mr.Dursley,his heart sinking horribly.“Yes,I qui
43、te agree.”He didnt say another word on the subject as they went upstairs to bed.While Mrs.Dursley was in the bathroom,Mr.Dursley crept to the bedroom window and peered down into the front gar-den.The cat was still there.It was staring down Privet Drive as though it were waiting for something.Was he
44、imagining things?Could all this have anything to do CHAPTER ONE 8 with the Potters?If it did.if it got out that they were related to a pair of well,he didnt think he could bear it.The Dursleys got into bed.Mrs.Dursley fell asleep quickly but Mr.Dursley lay awake,turning it all over in his mind.His l
45、ast,comforting thought before he fell asleep was that even if the Potters were involved,there was no reason for them to come near him and Mrs.Dursley.The Potters knew very well what he and Petunia thought about them and their kind.He couldnt see how he and Petunia could get mixed up in anything that
46、 might be going on he yawned and turned over it couldnt affect them.How very wrong he was.Mr.Dursley might have been drifting into an uneasy sleep,but the cat on the wall outside was showing no sign of sleepiness.It was sitting as still as a statue,its eyes fixed unblinkingly on the far cor-ner of P
47、rivet Drive.It didnt so much as quiver when a car door slammed on the next street,nor when two owls swooped overhead.In fact,it was nearly midnight before the cat moved at all.A man appeared on the corner the cat had been watching,ap-peared so suddenly and silently youd have thought hed just popped
48、out of the ground.The cats tail twitched and its eyes nar-rowed.Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive.He was tall,thin,and very old,judging by the silver of his hair and beard,which were both long enough to tuck into his belt.He was wearing long robes,a purple cloak that swept the
49、 ground,and high-heeled,buckled boots.His blue eyes were light,bright,and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked,as though it had been broken at least twice.This mans name was Albus Dumbledore.THE BOY WHO LIVED 9 Albus Dumbledore didnt seem to realize that he ha
50、d just arrived in a street where everything from his name to his boots was unwel-come.He was busy rummaging in his cloak,looking for some-thing.But he did seem to realize he was being watched,because he looked up suddenly at the cat,which was still staring at him from the other end of the street.For
