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"Now, as I understand it, the house cup here needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two; Ravenclaw has four hundred and twenty-six and Slytherin, four hundred and seventy- two."
"No -- but it's like ice."
It was Professor McGonagall, carrying a large pile of books.
"Well, there you are," Harry said quietly, "Snape's already got past Fluffy."
"Harry, please relax, or Madam Pomfrey will have me thrown out.
"But Snape tried to kill me!"
"This is where I leave you," Firenze murmured as Hagrid hurried off to examine the unicorn. "You are safe now."
Three of us are killers, waiting bidden in line.
Quirrell snapped his fingers. Ropes sprang out of thin air and wrapped themselves tightly around Harry.
"See you, Potter!"
"Snape was trying to save me?"
He strode off in the direction of the staffroom.
And Harry let go. Cold, damp air rushed past him as he fell down, down, down and -- FLUMP. With a funny, muffled sort of thump he landed on something soft. He sat up and felt around, his eyes not used to the gloom. It felt as though he was sitting on some sort of plant.
In years to come, Harry would never quite remember how he had managed to get through his exams when he half expected Voldemort to come bursting through the door at any moment. Yet the days crept by, and there could be no doubt that Fluffy was still alive and well behind the locked door.
Hagrid suddenly looked horrified.