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"All right -- all right --" he heard Quirrell sob.
"Tokens from your friends and admirers," said Dumbledore, beaming. "What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally, the whole school knows. I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you. Madam Pomfrey, however, felt it might not be very hygienic, and confiscated it."
Two among our number hold only nettle wine,
Quirrell was walking backward at him, so that Voldemort could still see him. The evil face was now smiling.
"Harry, relax, Hermione's right, the Stone's safe as long as Dumbledore's around. Anyway, we've never had any proof Snape found out how to get past Fluffy. He nearly had his leg ripped off once, he's not going to try it again in a hurry. And Neville will play Quidditch for England before Hagrid lets Dumbledore down."
"Oh, shut up," said Hermione, but she agreed to go and watch out for Snape.
"We must be miles under the school , she said.
So he knew. The feeling suddenly surged back into Harry's legs. He stumbled backward.
"Which one will get you back through the purple flames?"
"Yeah, Dumbledore's off his rocker, all right," said Ron proudly. "Listen, you've got to be up for the end-of-year feast tomorrow. The points are all in and Slytherin won, of course -- you missed the last Quidditch match, we were steamrollered by Ravenclaw without you -- but the food'll be good."
"See you in a minute, I hope...
"Is that you, Filch? Hurry up, I want ter get started."
"If we just do a bit of poking around --"
She eyed him with a mixture of shock and suspicion.