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"Got it," she said. "The smallest bottle will get us through the black fire -- toward the Stone."
She raised her wand.
Two among our number hold only nettle wine,
"No," said Harry flatly, "we've done enough poking around."
Second, different are those who stand at either end,
"No, no, no. I tried to kill you. Your friend Miss Granger accidentally knocked me over as she rushed to set fire to Snape at that Quidditch match. She broke my eye contact with you. Another few seconds and I'd have got you off that broom. I'd have managed it before then if Snape hadn't been muttering a countercurse, trying to save you."
"Neville, "Ron exploded, "get away from that hole and don't be an idiot --"
"No, we're in a hurry. Hagrid, I've got to ask you something. You know that night you won Norbert? What did the stranger you were playing cards with look like?"
"Oh, you know about Nicolas?" said Dumbledore, sounding quite delighted. "You did do the thing properly, didn't you? Well, Nicolas and I have had a little chat, and agreed it's all for the best."
"It was you."
"Had to let that happen," said Ron, looking shaken. "Leaves you free to take that bishop, Hermione, go on."
"I always said he was off his rocker," said Ron, looking quite impressed at how crazy his hero was.
"Busy year?" she said.
Fourth, the second left and the second on the right
"That is because it is a monstrous thing, to slay a unicorn," said Firenze. "Only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would commit such a crime. The blood of a unicorn will keep you alive, even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something pure and defenseless to save yourself, and you will have but a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches your lips."
Their very last exam was History of Magic. One hour of answering questions about batty old wizards who'd invented selfstirring cauldrons and they'd be free, free for a whole wonderful week until their exam results came out. When the ghost of Professor Binns told them to put down their quills and roll up their parchment, Harry couldn't help cheering with the rest.。