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All seven of them held out their broomsticks. Seven highly polished, brand-new handles andseven sets of fine gold lettering spelling the words Nimbus Two Thousand and One gleamed under theGryffindors'noses in the early morning sun.
七个人一齐把扫帚往前一举，七根崭新的、光滑锃亮的飞天扫帚，七行漂亮的金字“光轮200l”，在早晨的阳光下晃着格兰芬多队员的眼睛。
“Very latest model. Only came out last month,” said Flint carelessly, flicking a speck ofdust from the end of his own.
“最新型号，上个月刚出来的，”弗林特毫不在意地说，轻轻掸去他那把扫帚顶上的一点灰尘，
“I believe it outstrips the old Two Thousand series by a considerable amount.
“我相信它比旧的光轮2000系列快得多。
As for the old Cleansweeps”—he smiled nastily at Fred and George, who were both clutchingCleansweep Fives—“sweeps the board with them.”
至于老式的横扫七星，”他不怀好意地朝弗雷德和乔治笑了一下，他们俩手里各攥着一把横扫七星5号，“用它们扫地板吧。”
None of the Gryffindor team could think of anything to say for a moment.
格兰芬多队的队员一时都说不出话来。
Malfoy was smirking so broadly his cold eyes were reduced to slits.
马尔福笑得那么开心，冷漠的眼睛都变成了一条缝。
“Oh, look,” said Flint.
“哦，看哪，”弗林特说，
“A field invasion.”
“有人闯进了球场。”
