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"Oh, very well," she said. "But five minutes only."
"A werewolf?" Harry suggested.
"It was you."
"You let the troll in?"
"We'd better put the cloak on here, and make sure it covers all three of us -- if Filch spots one of our feet wandering along on its own --"
He, Ron, and Hermione passed through the gateway together. "There he is, Mom, there he is, look!"
"The truth." Dumbledore sighed. "It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution. However, I shall answer your questions unless I have a very good reason not to, in which case I beg you'll forgive me. I shall not, of course, lie."
"Master, you are not strong enough!"
Hermione ran to turn him over. Neville's jaws were jammed together so he couldn't speak. Only his eyes were moving, looking at them in horror.
The light of adventure was kindling again in Ron's eyes, but Hermione answered before Harry could.
"Oh, good," said Harry. "Who is it?"
The white queen turned her blank face toward him.
"Good luck -- take care."
"Let me speak to him... face-to-face..."
Harry sprang toward the flame door, but Voldemort screamed "SEIZE HIM!" and the next second, Harry felt Quirrell's hand close on his wrist. At once, a needle-sharp pain seared across Harry's scar; his head felt as though it was about to split in two; he yelled, struggling with all his might, and to his surprise, Quirrell let go of him. The pain in his head lessened -- he looked around wildly to see where Quirrell had gone, and saw him hunched in pain, looking at his fingers -- they were blistering before his eyes.,