" Oh no, sorry! I thought it said Potter." She was rubbing at a crumbling, mossy stone, gazing down at it, a little frown on her face.

“噢，不，对不起。我以为它指的是波特。” 她在一块长满苔藓的破碎的墓碑上擦拭着，皱着眉头低头研究了一会儿。

This was a fountain, set round with a rim of old mossy stones, and paved, in its bed, with what appeared to be a sort of mosaic-work of variously colored pebbles.

这是一个喷泉，周围环绕着长满苔藓的旧石头，在它的床铺上，似乎是一种由各种颜色的鹅卵石拼成的马赛克作品。