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"All right -- all right --" he heard Quirrell sob.
Harry tried to take a step backward but his legs wouldn't move.
"Sent owls off ter all yer parents' old school friends, askin' fer photos... knew yeh didn' have any... d'yeh like it?"
"What are you three doing inside?"
Hermione looked ready to fling her arms around him again, but Harry was glad she held herself in as his head was still very sore.
"No," said Harry, startled by the odd question. "We've only used the horn and tail hair in Potions."
"Well, that's it then, isn't it?" Harry said.
I want to go to the feast," he told Madam Pomfrey as she straightened his many candy boxes. I can, can't I?"
He saw the three of them look stunned and raised his eyebrows.
"Snape was trying to save me?"
"They've never lost a hundred and fifty points in one go, though, have they?" said Harry miserably.
Neville stared at their guilty faces.
Harry was almost glad that the exams weren't far away. All the studying he had to do kept his mind off his misery. He, Ron, and Hermione kept to themselves, working late into the night, trying to remember the ingredients in complicated potions, learn charms and spells by heart, memorize the dates of magical discoveries and goblin rebellions....
"I'm going to be a knight," said Ron.
"Peeves," he said, in a hoarse whisper, "the Bloody Baron has his own reasons for being invisible."