第二十二只貓頭鷹

December 25th, 1968

Albus—

阿不思——

Happy Christmas, again. Busy with Voldemort, I would imagine

聖誕快樂……又是一年。還在為伏地魔的事而奔波嗎？

I admit that it doesn't much appeal to me to write and never receive a response. Or to never know what's true and what isn't. But old Natalia Fedotyeva just fell afoul of a rogue giant, and I had an owl a day from her until then...

我承認寫一封永遠不會收到回信的信對於我來說沒多大誘惑力，就像我永遠不會知道你的那句話是否出自真心一樣。但老娜塔莉亞·佛多特耶娃前一陣和一個巨人起了沖突，她之前每天都用貓頭鷹給我送信，直到——

I'm getting old, Albus, and tired of mocking you. I suppose you are too. Still lonely Still hiding

時間日覆一日流逝著，阿不思，我已老態龍鐘，疲於嘲弄於你。我想你也是如此。還仍舊是一個人嗎？也仍舊需要藏匿行跡嗎？

Don't die over there. You're too clever to be killed by somebody with no sense of humor.

別死在那裏。你那麽聰明，你一定不會敗在那種毫無幽默感的家夥手裏……

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