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"Professor -- please
"We're coming," said Hermione.
Harry slid off his back.
"How touching..." it hissed. "I always value bravery... Yes, boy, your parents were brave.... I killed your father first; and he put up a courageous fight... but your mother needn't have died... she was trying to protect you.... Now give me the Stone, unless you want her to have died in vain."
"Destroyed?" said Harry blankly. "But your friend -- Nicolas Flamel --"
"Do we -- er -- have to join you to get across?" The black knight nodded. Ron turned to the other two.
He blinked again. The smiling face of Albus Dumbledore swam into view above him.
"A werewolf?" Harry suggested.
Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was a nice woman, but very strict.
Harry did the best he could, trying to ignore the stabbing pains in his forehead, which had been bothering him ever since his trip into the forest. Neville thought Harry had a bad case of exam nerves because Harry couldn't sleep, but the truth was that Harry kept being woken by his old nightmare, except that it was now worse than ever because there was a hooded figure dripping blood in it.
"I will, sir, I most certainly will," said Peeves, rising up in the air again. "Hope your business goes well, Baron, I'll not bother you."
"Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare... what did Professor Sprout say? -- it likes the dark and the damp
The centaur didn't answer. He had astonishingly blue eyes, like pale sapphires. He looked carefully at Harry, his eyes lingering on the scar that stood out, livid, on Harry's forehead.