Barely conscious of the fierce prickling of his scar, he too started to run around the cellar, feeling the walls for he hardly knew what, knowing in his heart that it was useless.
他几乎已经感觉不到伤疤的剧烈刺痛，也开始绕着地牢跑动，盲目地摸着墙壁，虽然心里知道这毫无用处。
And still his scar prickled, and he knew that Voldemort was getting there too.
伤疤仍然刺痛着，他知道伏地魔也想到了。
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