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"Who's there?" he said suddenly as they climbed toward him. He narrowed his wicked black eyes. "Know you're there, even if I can't see you. Are you ghoulie or ghostie or wee student beastie?"
He pulled a map of Jupiter toward him and started to learn the names of its moons.
Ron dived, Hermione rocketed upward, the key dodged them both, and Harry streaked after it; it sped toward the wall, Harry leaned forward and with a nasty, crunching noise, pinned it against the stone with one hand. Ron and Hermione's cheers echoed around the high chamber.
Hermione pointed at a rounded bottle at the right end of the line.
Harry sank down next to the bowl of peas. "What did you talk to him about, Hagrid? Did you mention Hogwarts at all?"
"Which one will get you back through the purple flames?"
"But that means he and his wife will die, won't they?"
"Well?" said Quirrell impatiently. "What do you see?"
"I shouldn't be too friendly to them, Hagrid," said Filch coldly, they're here to be punished, after all."
Harry felt as if Devil's Snare was rooting him to the spot. He couldn't move a muscle. Petrified, he watched as Quirrell reached up and began to unwrap his turban. What was going on? The turban fell away. Quirrell's head looked strangely small without it. Then he turned slowly on the spot.
After a good night's sleep, Harry felt nearly back to normal.
"Oh, come off it, you don't think we'd let you go alone?"
"Snape's," said Harry. "What do we have to do?"
"Nothing, Neville, nothing," said Harry, hurriedly putting the cloak behind his back.
At this, Neville let out a little moan, and Malfoy stopped dead in his tracks.
"Ah, now, I'm glad you asked me that. It was one of my more brilliant ideas, and between you and me, that's saying something. You see, only one who wanted to find the Stone -- find it, but not use it -- would be able to get it, otherwise they'd just see themselves making gold or drinking Elixir of Life. My brain surprises even me sometimes.... Now, enough questions. I suggest you make a start on these sweets. Ah! Bettie Bott's Every Flavor Beans! I was unfortunate enough in my youth to come across a vomitflavored one, and since then I'm afraid I've rather lost my liking for them -- but I think I'll be safe with a nice toffee, don't you?"