Crookshanks slowly chewed up the spider, his yellow eyes fixed insolently on Ron.

克鲁克山慢慢咀嚼着那只蜘蛛，它的黄眼睛盯着罗恩。

" Night, Mr. Weasley, " said Harry, pushing back his chair. Crookshanks leapt lightly from his lap and slunk out of the room.

“晚安，韦斯莱先生。”哈利说着推开椅子站了起来。克鲁克山敏捷地从他腿上跳了下去，溜出了房间。

Crookshanks darted up first; he had evidently pressed his paw to the knot on the trunk, because Lupin, Pettigrew, and Ron clambered upward without any sound of savaging branches.

克鲁克山第一个往上冲；它显然把爪子压在了那棵树的节疤上了，因为卢平、小矮星彼得和罗恩向上爬时没有听到任何树枝发狂摇动的声音。

Crookshanks wandered over to them, leapt lightly into an empty chair, and stared inscrutably at Harry, rather as Hermione might look if she knew they weren't doing their homework properly.

克鲁克山溜达着走过来，轻巧地跳上一张空椅子，用深奥莫测的目光望着哈利，那神情很像赫敏，如果赫敏知道他们做家庭作业时投机取巧，也会露出这样的神情。