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hedgehog-moss · 1 year
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It’s always funny when anglo writers looking to express a specific idea casually pluck a cool ready-made monosyllabic phrase from their language’s unlimited supply and Romance language translators just curl up in the fœtal position and cry. I'm reading a text in which the American author talks about ‘Haves’ vs ‘Have-Nots’ vs ‘Have-Mosts’ —the poor French translator translated this as ‘ceux-qui-ont’ (the French language: don’t worry I’m just getting warmed up), ‘ceux-qui-n’ont-pas’ (nice we’ve doubled the syllable count but we mustn’t falter), and the beautiful ‘ceux-qui-ont-plus-que-tous-les-autres’ (300% expansion ratio let’s gooo! we did it great work everybody.) From 2 to 8 syllables—the minute I saw that bulky thing I knew it had to be Have-Mosts in the original and I was giggling. The anglo author happily proceeds to use the phrase ‘Have-Mosts’ 5 times per paragraph because why not! it’s so quick and wieldy :) we don’t actually need the word wieldy 'cause it’s just the normal state of our language <3 meanwhile you can feel the French translator’s desperation grow as she is reduced to juggling with “those” and “the latter” to avoid summoning her creature. Eventually she reaches the acceptance stage and uses ceux-qui-ont-plus-que-tous-les-autres again like, it’s my monster. I shouldn’t reject it
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cjsmalley · 3 months
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Wished Away 8:
“Mom, Dad, help,” Dean said, holding a baby out.
A whirlwind of activity followed.
“He is Nephilim,” Castiel declared, having inspected the boy, “though I cannot tell his true parentage. It is being…hidden from me.”
The pediatricians took over as soon as the angel stepped back.
“Nephilim,” Danny said slowly, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, “isn’t that half-angel or something?”
“Precisely,” Castiel said just as slowly, measuring his words like they were his last rations, “They are…it is Forbidden for angels to lay with mortals. The creation of Nephilim is even more taboo as the first, the original, were monsters more often than not. It is an intentional act, to create Nephilim; the angelic parent must give a portion of their own Grace to the child during conception.”
“So they purposely knocked someone up then ding-dong ditched the kid,” Dean growled.
“Perhaps they heard that we are romantically involved, Dean,” Castiel offered, “and hoped we would take in the child as our own.”
“Well, of course we are,” Dean huffed, rolling his eyes at his angel who shook his head fondly, “I’ve already picked out a name too. A good human name.”
“Oh?”
“Jack, after Grandpa Jack. Unless, you have a name?”
“Perhaps…James, after James Novak?”
“Hmm…Jack James…James Jack…JJ…no, definitely Jack James. I like it, Cas.”
“Well, little Jack is healthy as far as we can tell,” Doctor Peterson joined the little huddle, “every scan we can perform came up normal, perfectly within range for his age group.”
Both Dean and Castiel visibly relaxed.
“We’ll get you set up,” Sam promised her son and might-as-well-be son-in-law.
A servant brought David’s old wrap and Sam showed Dean and Castiel how to wind it around their bodies to carry little Jack close to their hearts.
“Does the heart even beat?” Danny asked Castiel with interest, referring to his Vessel.
“Yes, I have kept all systems functioning as intended,” Castiel confirmed.
“Good. Because babies this young are used to heartbeats,” Danny explained as Sam worked with Dean, “they just spent nine months with their mom’s in their ears.”
“I see,” Castiel nodded, “well, Dean has assured me that I have a perfectly human sounding heartbeat.”
“What’s the likelihood that his mom was the human?” Danny asked next.
“Oh, quite likely…angels with female vessels most often shutdown the reproductive system. It would also be quite hard to hide the evidence of the gestating Nephilim. His mother likely died in childbirth; her body finally unable to handle his Angelic self.”
Danny winced; that would be a horrid way to die and he fried like a French fry.
Within hours, little Jack was all ready to go home.
Over the next few days, a room in the Bunker became a nursery and supplies loaded in.
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wisteria-lodge · 2 months
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so the thing about the sloppy hp worldbuilding is that it often does something interesting by accident
today's case study: the Malfoy family motto.
(it seems to have been a piece of production design set dressing, but they ran all that kind of stuff by JKR, and I see this frickin motto quoted everywhere.) anyway.
SANCTIMONIA VINCET SEMPER
This is always translated as "Purity Always Conquers." And I'm guessing that the idea is that the "pure" part is supposed to refer to y'know "pure blood." But like - "sanctimonia" just doesn't mean that. The Romans didn't have a concept of blood purity - so long as the family *name* continued, you were good. Adult adoption for political reasons was as common as marriage for political reasons. Adopting slaves was a thing... whatever.
If JKR had actually want to translate the "pure blood" concept into latin, the better choice would have been something like "eugenium vincet semper" or "the well born/good quality always conquers." Also the word makes you think of it's reflex "eugenics," which I guess is supposed to be the point.
What "sanctimonia" actually means is pure in the sense of chaste/virtuous/sacred. So okay. "Chastity always conquers," doesn't make sense as a family motto." "Virtue always conquers" ... I guess that could be meant ironically? And "The sacred always conquers," requires a little bit of thinking about, because the wizards in HP are pretty darn areligious.
So okay. I'll do "sacred" in the latin sense of "set apart, not of the ordinary world." in which case... the better translation would be something like "The Self-Contained Always Conquer" ???
which is honestly a *REALLY* interesting motto, and for the Malfoys specifically.
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Narcisa: Dragon, dear, how is your french? Draco: Je suis enceinte Narcisa: Dear, you just told me you're pregnant Draco: Yes and I meant it Narcisa: Draco: That's the part where you ask me who is my husband and why I didn't tell you I got married Narcisa: Lucius, walking into the room: Draco, what did you do to your mother? Draco: I think I just broke her Lucius: Why? Draco: I told her I'm pregnant and married Lucius: Draco: Okay if you guys don't want to meet my husband then fine, but just tell me! Lucius: Narcisa: Draco, thinking: I guess now I broke them both...I'll have to call Harry and let him know I'm gonna be late...
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the-mariachi-96 · 4 months
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I'm a Harry Potter fan, and I love my three girls, so I decided to talk about it!
but first, their houses.
Azula would be Ravenclaw, (I know, I know everyone will say she would definitely be Slytherin, but no) Azula is extremely intelligent, creative and resourceful, and we all know that she is a big nerd who loves to learn everything.
And maybe his second home would be Slytherin.
Mai would definitely be Slytherin. Very few think that maybe she wouldn't be ambitious or determined, I don't care.
That girl is more ambitious than Voldemort and determined than the whole fucking world.
(I won't do an analysis of his personality, since I'm not good at explaining about characters).
Ty Lee would be Hufflepuff or Gryffindor (I feel like she's more Hufflepuff), listen, many think that Huffs are just cute and adorable and sunny people should go there, but Ty Lee is more than just an adorable face, she is fierce and sends hell. to all the world. She is loyal (She didn't want either of her two girlfriends to get hurt, and Azula was closer), she is hardworking (she had to work at the circus) and among other things.
But I also think that she is Gryffindor, she has courage (she literally ran away from home at such a young age), she is brave, and she is adventurous (among others).
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alice-bolognini · 2 months
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📌A Dramione German-language fanfiction "The Kings of Paradise" by Die Meg🌴
⚠️You can read the Russian translation here↩️
🎨Cover art by Elena Veila💙
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childotkw · 1 year
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I've a question Jordan if you are interested - can you do a snippet of Riddle going to the past and meeting little Hadrian? I'm really curious about both of their reactions🤣 Of course, if you're up for it.
"Est-ce que ça va?"
Voldemort frowned, his eyes fluttering open at the young, high voice somewhere to his right. The sunlight was blinding, making him wince, but all too soon it became bearable.
He was...laying down? Voldemort's frown deepened, and as he became more aware he could smell freshly cut grass and the chirping of birds. His magic swept out instinctively, searching for any immediate threats - but he was alone.
Apart from the child by his side.
Voldemort sat up, his arms trembling weakly, and it was that more than waking in an unfamiliar place that bothered him. He scowled down at his dirty palms, noting distantly that he was no longer glamoured and that his true, youthful visage was on display.
He bit back a sigh. He would have to obliviate his only witness.
"Monsieur?"
Voldemort finally turned his attention to the child - a boy, he thought, and anywhere from five to eight judging by his size, with curling dark hair and deep green eyes.
The boy cocked his head, and some impatience bled into his small, round face.
Ah, that's right. "I'm fine," Voldemort said, pushing himself to his feet and towering over the little thing.
The child squinted up at him. Voldemort realised belatedly that he had been speaking French, but before he could repeat himself the child responded in accented but clear English, "You were sleeping."
There was some measure of censure in his tone. Voldemort raised his eyebrows.
The boy gestured around them, his disapproval growing more evident in the purse of his lips. "On the ground. In the park." Those green eyes scanned him critically, and then -
"Are you homeless?"
Voldemort, more amused than offended at this precocious little brat, narrowed his eyes. "No," he answered, for some reason willing to see what else would come out of this kid's mouth.
The boy scowled, as if attempting to solve a grand puzzle. "Are you sure?"
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fearlessuntamed · 7 months
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Dirty Blood Dynasties - Chapter 1 (Drinny & Theomione) - English Translation/Version
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Ginny - Draco
Links: FFN - A03 - Music Playlist I've started translating my Drinny AU. I feel like I don't know what I've gotten myself into, but here we go!
Chapter 1: Valour and Vigour
English Version
Alternate Universe. The British wizarding community has been irrevocably shaped by the dark legacy of Lord Voldemort and his fanatical quest for blood purity. In the wake of Voldemort's death, thirteen ruling dynasties have taken up the reins, zealously guarding the traditions and tenets of a society that's both rigidly conservative and caste-divided.
The humdrum life of Ginny Weasley, a young Blood Traitor, is turned upside down when she crosses paths with Draco Malfoy, scion of one of these sacred dynasties. As their disparate worlds collide, her core beliefs are thrown into turmoil, set against a backdrop of political unrest.
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rewritingcanon · 6 months
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headcanon that all the potter kids have fucking crazy animagus forms. Thestral, basilisk, the works. lily is probably a dementor lol. She prolly wears a bright sparkly pink robe when she’s just doing her floaty diva thing. Harry is prolly a basilisk too but he’s big and old and has a mustache and it’s another thing he and Albus have in common and Al hates it lmao.
scorp is prolly something cute like a baby phoenix lmao
“wears a pink sparkly robe when shes doing her floaty diva thing” 😭😭😭 these are all genuinely so creative and so extra i cant believe i’ve never heard of animagus forms like these before! i always assumed it had to be a boring ass cat or something but this is so much better. and albus being a basilisk and scorp being a phoenix matches really well <3
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asleepinawell · 28 days
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had mixed feelings about this game (mostly in terms of gameplay and some of the later levels) but i got to jiggle the kitty so it was worth it
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cjsmalley · 7 months
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Wished Away 7:
Happy Thanksgiving (Early, I Know, Shut up):
“Father, Mother, and Uncle Tucker wish to invite you to our Thanksgiving meal,” Damian said.
“Are you sure?” Bruce asked, “we’re a lot.”
Even without Damian, Bruce had many children and cooking for all of them was sometimes a tall order.
Damian smiled, “We are aware. You are not the only family we are inviting. Every child Father, Mother, and Uncle Tucker has taken in we have invited along with their remaining family if they have any. Even the non-Americans have been invited.”
“We’d be delighted to come,” Alfred said for his family, “should we bring anything?”
“You may,” Damian agreed, “however, the chefs and cooks of the Palace will be preparing the main meal. It will be mostly meatless. Seitan mostly, in observance with mine and Mother’s dietary needs and our beliefs. It will also be made in-line with kosher regulations.”
“Cookies,” Jason said, looking at Alfred, “we can make vegan cookies.”
“Very well, Master Jason,” Alfred nodded, already planning for such a large batch, or several batches.
Damian grinned.
Thanksgiving Day arrived and the portal opened.
They filed through and were greeted by Sam, the younger Sam on her hip, “Happy Thanksgiving.”
Sammy just waved shyly, gaining fond chuckles.
They all echoed the sentiment and were led through the palace to one of the ballrooms, “Not even the large dining room is big enough to hold our horde,” she said with humor.
“Oh?”
“Everyone invited came,” Sam explained before visibly remembering, “Oh, and any red wine you see? Not red wine; we have a vampire in attendance. He eats human food but not really.”
“Of course,” Bruce nodded; only Dick was of age to drink, of his children, but neither one really drank. Still, it was good to know.
“’m assuming the vamp’s friendly?” Jason voiced.
“Friendly as in doesn’t eat humans anymore, yeah,” Sam nodded, “but, well, Spike’s Spike. You’ll understand once you meet him. Don’t go after his humans and he’s nice enough.”
“Fair enough,” Stephanie nodded.
“Also in attendance are a Vampire Slayer, several witches and wizards, two magic superheroes…basically everyone you met at Damian’s birthday party’s here. I know Spike wasn’t there; he had to babysit the Hellmouth that day, so he’s really the only new face. Him and his daughter, Hope.”
“Vampires can have—”
“She’s adopted, from a separate dimension. Danny brought her to the Hellmouth group to hide her. She’s being raised by Buffy and Spike.”
“Oh.”
They finally made it to the ballroom; the doors were wide open; servants rushed forward to relieve the Waynes of the platters of cookies they carried before they entered the room.
Most of the room was divided down the middle by a cartoonishly long dining table, bench seating on either side of it. Settings were already in place.
In one corner was a padded and gated off area where Anakin and the baby that could only be Hope played. Well, played as only young babies could, which wasn’t much.
Dotted around the room were small clusters of regular chairs and beanbag chairs, some of which were already occupied, surrounding small tables with pitchers of water and juices and, yes, blood.
Spike the vampire was easy to pick out from the masses because he had a glass of what looked like red wine in hand. Nobody else did.
The Waynes spread out, first finding Damian to say hello, then mingling and visiting with the friends made at the birthday party.
Bruce made his way towards the vampire.
“’Lo,” Spike greeted lowly over his drink, Buffy at his side.
“Hello, Buffy,” Bruce said before smiling with a closed mouth, “and you must be Spike. Bruce Wayne.”
“Not an ape, mate,” Spike snorted, “won’t attack if you smile at me. Sit down, take a load off. Hear you’re Batman. The real deal one.”
“I am,” Bruce took a seat, reaching to fill a cup with orange juice, “where did you hear it from?”
“Dawn was excited; her little brother’s bio-dad is Batman,” Buffy explained, rolling her eyes fondly, “one of my friends, Xander, is a big comic book nerd.”
“Ah. I assume there won’t be any problems?”
“Not from us,” Spike agreed, nudging Buffy with a smirk, “my girl here’s a superhero too. Won’t be any trouble from our lot. Right, Slayer?”
“Yep. No problems from us. If Danny and Sam are good with you being…you know, you then we’re good,” Buffy nodded, “just as long as you don’t put Dawnie or Hope in a suit.”
“I don’t want them out there,” Bruce grumbled, “but if I didn’t help them, they’d all be dead by now.”
“We get it, honestly,” Buffy assured, “Dawn’s given us enough gray hair,” she grinned mischievously at Spike, “she’s even given Billy Idol here some.”
“Slayer, you know that pissant stole—”
Bruce laughed.
Everyone mingled and chatted for a few hours before the meal began; servant after servant carried food and drinks to the main table as everyone found seats on the benches.
Spike and Danny placed the babies into highchairs.
By the time everything and everyone was ready, the table was fairly groaning with the meal.
Danny gained everyone’s attention, standing and grinning, “Welcome to Thanksgiving Dinner at the Palace. Thank you all for coming, even our non-Americans for putting up with our silly traditions.”
The non-Americans laughed fondly, nodding; even Alfred cracked a smile.
“For those who’re probably wondering,” he continued, “our essential living staff celebrated at lunch and most will have the day off tomorrow. Everyone else had the day off today. Now, normally we’d go around and say what we’re thankful for but we’d be here forever if we did that tonight. So, while we eat let’s just think about what we’re thankful for and enjoy the food and the company. Oh, and just so you know, everything’s kosher and most of the ‘meat’ is actually Seitan. Real meat is on the green platters. But before we begin, let’s give a round of thanks to the kitchen staff for making the food!”
Everyone applauded.
“Now, tuck in!”
They all did so with gusto; the meal was magnificent and it was clear the Palace staff had put their all into it.
Most of the Seitan was shaped into meat product appearances, looking indistinguishable from the real turkeys and hams. And it tasted almost like the real things too.
The meal lasted well into the night and everyone went home stuffed and with leftovers.
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hchollym · 9 months
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It's a strange question, but i was currently looking for Percy quotes in Book 4 (very strange feeling because i haven't opened it since like...18 years?) and something bugged me, does Charlie ever worked at the ministry at some point? You had to know that i am French, and in the conversation when Harry ask who is Maugrey, Charlie answers that he had meet him one time at the ministry "when he had started to work with Dad". It's bug me, i wonder if there was a translation error because i didn't remembered that Charlie had worked there for a time before to go to Romania, i doubted it but for to be sure i checked a HP page about him and it's no stated, so the translator of the book in my language must had made a mistake, in all likeliwood Percy shoud have answered to this question. Does it's also Charlie who answered in the english version??? If yes, that mean JKR herself had made the error. In either cases, Percy doesn't need to have quotes stoled!
The translator made a mistake.
Here's the quote in the American English version:
“Who is Mad-Eye?” asked Harry. “He’s retired, used to work at the Ministry,” said Charlie. “I met him once when Dad took me into work with him..."
So Charlie never worked at the Ministry; Arthur just brought him in at one point, probably for something like a "Bring Your Kid to Work Day" thing when Charlie was young.
I'm guessing JKR just had Charlie answer the question because she wanted to give him a few lines since he's one of the Weasleys that we rarely see.
Thanks for the ask! 😊
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Anyone who writes black brothers/Marauders fanfics, do you guys use translation apps? Or do you just Google common phrases? I'm honestly so extremely stuck on how to move on from a certain point rn because I refuse to use Google translate and fuck it up. Or if anyone would be willing to read my work before publishing? Just to make sure what I have is accurate?
Idk I would just love some help on this.
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the-mariachi-96 · 7 days
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You always talk about Azula, I bet she was your first crush. I don't judge you, my first crush was Finn the Human, from Adventure Time.
THANKS FOR THE QUESTION, AMOR!
And no, my first crush was Gomez Addams alongside Morticia Addams, then it was Hermione Granger in the third Harry Potter movie, and then it was Azula.
And in adventure time who I liked was Marceline and Marshall.
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alice-bolognini · 2 months
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📌ФФ "Жертвы сводничества" - перевод немецкого фф "Verkuppelt".
📌Артер - Max Fatum💙
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picascribit · 1 year
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Apropos of absolutely nothing, here's a list of my HP fanfics prominently featuring trans characters.
TransFigured & TransLate - Marauders-era Wolfstar AU featuring trans masc Remus.
Discards, Valentine's Day, & Commencement - Non-magical Wolfstar AU featuring trans masc Sirius.
Protego Club - Canon-compliant Scorbus fic about Hogwarts LGBT+ club, featuring a handful of trans/nonbinary characters.
The Square Peg - Canon-compliant fic featuring nonbinary Hagrid.
One Hell of a Woman - Crack fic featuring trans masc Kingsley Shacklebolt and trans fem Helga Hufflepuff.
An Accident of the Stars - Canon-compliant Lavender/Parvati fic featuring trans fem Lavender. (in progress; only 3/20ish chapters posted so far)
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