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"Well, that's it then, isn't it?" Harry said.
Harry couldn't take it in. This couldn't be true, it couldn't.
"It's not that unusual, yeh get a lot o' funny folk in the Hog's Head -- that's the pub down in the village. Mighta bin a dragon dealer, mightn' he? I never saw his face, he kept his hood up."
A few seconds later, they were there, outside the third-floor corridor -- and the door was already ajar.
"There are all kinds of courage," said Dumbledore, smiling. "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."
Quirrell moved close behind him. Harry breathed in the funny smell that seemed to come from Quirrell's turban. He closed his eyes, stepped in front of the mirror, and opened them again.
"Firenze!" Bane thundered. "What are you doing? You have a human on your back! Have you no shame? Are you a common mule?"
"They have enough Elixir stored to set their affairs in order and then, yes, they will die."
"Do you think they'll attack us if we cross the room?" said Ron.
Harry tried to take a step backward but his legs wouldn't move.
"Firenze saved me, but he shouldn't have done so.... Bane was furious... he was talking about interfering with what the planets say is going to happen.... They must show that Voldemort's coming back.... Bane thinks Firenze should have let Voldemort kill me.... I suppose that's written in the stars as well."
Hermione looked very frightened, but she had a word of comfort.
Harry, who was still playing the flute, waved at Ron to get his attention and pointed at himself.
"But Professor --"