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"That's chess!" snapped Ron. "You've got to make some sacrifices! I take one step forward and she'll take me -- that leaves you free to checkmate the king, Harry!"
"Well -- no," Ron admitted.
"Well -- I was lucky once, wasn't I?" said Harry, pointing at his scar. "I might get lucky again."
THE MAN WITH TWO FACES
Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't speak to each other at all until they came to a halt in the entrance hall, which seemed very cold and gloomy after the grounds.
Someone standing outside the Great Hall might well have thought some sort of explosion had taken place, so loud was the noise that erupted from the Gryffindor table. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood up to yell and cheer as Neville, white with shock, disappeared under a pile of people hugging him. He had never won so much as a point for Gryffindor before. Harry, still cheering, nudged Ron in the ribs and pointed at Malfoy, who couldn't have looked more stunned and horrified if he'd just had the Body-Bind Curse put on him.
"No, it isn't," said Harry thoughtfully. "He's a funny man, Dumbledore. I think he sort of wanted to give me a chance. I think he knows more or less everything that goes on here, you know. I reckon he had a pretty good idea we were going to try, and instead of stopping us, he just taught us enough to help. I don't think it was an accident he let me find out how the mirror worked. It's almost like he thought I had the right to face Voldemort if I could...."
Hermione turned and walked straight through the purple fire.
Harry's mind was racing.
"Well, Harry, you take the place of that bishop, and Hermione, YOU 90 next to him instead of that castle."
Ron went purple in the face; he looked like a radish with a bad sunburn.
"Dunno," said Hagrid casually, "he wouldn' take his cloak off."
"Oh, he does," said Quirrell casually, "heavens, yes. He was at Hogwarts with your father, didn't you know? They loathed each other. But he never wanted you dead."
"Look!" Hermione seized a roll of paper lying next to the bottles. Harry looked over her shoulder to read it:
"D'you think he meant you to do it?" said Ron. "Sending you your father's cloak and everything?"
Not for nothing, though, was Harry the youngest Seeker in a century. He had a knack for spotting things other people didn't. After a minute's weaving about through the whirl of rainbow feathers, he noticed a large silver key that had a bent wing, as if it had already been caught and stuffed roughly into the keyhole.