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"Look --" he murmured, holding out his arm to stop Malfoy.
Harry had a sudden idea.
"A bit. Well, that's something." Ronan sighed. He flung back his head and stared at the sky. "Mars is bright tonight."
"I wish I knew what this means!" he burst out angrily. "My scar keeps hurting -- it's happened before, but never as often as this."
"He saved his life."
"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."
Malfoy didn't move. He looked at Hagrid furiously, but then dropped his gaze.
"That's why yer late, is it?" said Hagrid, frowning at Filch. "Bin lecturin' them, eh? 'Snot your place ter do that. Yeh've done yer bit, I'll take over from here."
Harry slid off his back.
Neville clutched the sleeve of Harry's robe and made a choking noise.
One among us seven will let you move ahead,
"Petrificus Totalus!" she cried, pointing it at Neville.
"Good afternoon, Harry," said Dumbledore. Harry stared at him. Then he remembered: "Sir! The Stone! It was Quirrell! He's got the Stone! Sir, quick --"
It was only then that Harry realized what was standing behind Quirrell. It was the Mirror of Erised.
"I saw you and Snape in the forest --" he blurted out.