" He did it, he did it! " Filch spat, his pouchy face purpling.

“是他干，是他干！”费尔奇唾沫四溅地说，肥胖松垂脸变成了紫红色。

His eyes were popping, a tic was going in one of his pouchy cheeks, and the tartan scarf didn't help.

他眼球暴突着，松垂脸颊有一边突然抽搐起来，即使扎着格子花纹围巾也无济于事。

He did it, he did it! Filch spat, his pouchy face purpling. You saw what he wrote on the wall!

是他干，是他干！费尔奇唾沫四溅地说，肥胖松垂脸变成了紫红色。你们看见了他在墙上写字！

" Hmm? " She was curled up in one of the sagging armchairs with The Tales of Beedle the Bard.

“嗯？”她捧着《游吟诗人比德故事》蜷缩在一张松垂了扶手椅上。

Professor Umbridge left the blackboard and settled herself in the chair behind the teacher's desk, observing them all closely with those pouchy toad's eyes.

乌姆里奇教授离开黑板，在讲台后面椅子上坐了下来，用那两只眼皮松垂癞蛤蟆似眼睛盯着大家。

He ripped back the tapestry below, and Harry saw his horrible, pouchy face and bulging, pale eyes staring up the dark and (to Filch) deserted staircase.

他在下面一把扯开挂毯，哈看见了他那可怕、皮肉松垂脸和那双暴突浅色眼睛，正朝上面瞪着漆黑、（对他来说）空无一人楼梯。

" Idiot girl—Dumbledore won't be sitting in a pub when the whole Ministry's looking for him! " shouted Umbridge, disappointment etched in every sagging line of her face.

“蠢丫头——整个魔法部都在找邓布多，他不会坐在一间酒吧里！”乌姆里奇喊道，她脸上每一道松垂皱纹上都显露出失望神色。

He wore rather baggy grey shepherd's check trousers, a not over-clean black frock-coat, unbuttoned in the front, and a drab waistcoat with a heavy brassy Albert chain, and a square pierced bit of metal dangling down as an ornament.

他穿着一条松垂灰格裤子，一件不太干净燕尾服，前面扣子没有扣上，里面穿着一件土褐色背心，背心上面系有一条艾尔伯式粗铜链，还有一小块中间有一个四方窟窿金属片儿作为装饰品，来回晃动着。