December 25th, 1968

1968年12月25日

Albus—

阿不思——

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

又到了说圣诞快乐的时候。我想，你应该是忙着对付伏地魔？

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...

我承认，写一封不会有回音的信对我来说没什么吸引力。或许，我永远都不知道那天你对说我的话哪些是真，哪些是假。不过老娜塔莉亚·佛多特耶娃不久前和一个无赖的巨人起了冲突，在那之前她每天都给我写信……

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

我越来越老了，阿不思，已经疲于嘲弄你。我想你也是。你还是孤身一人吗？仍然在隐藏着你的踪迹吗？

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

别死在那里。你这么聪明，怎么可能会被那种毫无幽默感的家伙杀掉呢。