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"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."
"I shouldn't be too friendly to them, Hagrid," said Filch coldly, they're here to be punished, after all."
Hermione was running toward them down the path, Hagrid puffing along behind her.
"There's only enough there for one of us," he said. "That's hardly one swallow."
"But what can we --"
Harry looked at the tiny bottle.
A few seconds later, they were there, outside the third-floor corridor -- and the door was already ajar.
"So light a fire!" Harry choked.
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.
"I'm going out of here tonight and I'm going to try and get to the Stone first."
Harry screwed up his courage.
"D'you think that was a centaur we heard earlier?" said Harry.
"See you in a minute, I hope...
Hermione buried her face in her arms; Harry strongly suspected she had burst into tears. Gryffindors up and down the table were beside themselves -- they were a hundred points up. "Third -- to Mr. Harry Potter..." said Dumbledore. The room went deadly quiet for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points."
"I suppose you think you're harder to get past than a pack of enchantments!" she stormed. "Enough of this nonsense! If I hear you 've come anywhere near here again, I'll take another fifty points from Gryffindor! Yes, Weasley, from my own house!" Harry and Ron went back to the common room, Harry had just said, "At least Hermione's on Snape's tail," when the portrait of the Fat Lady swung open and Hermione came in.