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Hagrid suddenly looked horrified.
"Use the boy... Use the boy..."
"Professor Dumbledore says you are to be allowed to go," she said stiffily, as though in her opinion Professor Dumbledore didn't realize how risky feasts could be. "And you have another visitor."
"Are there many of them in here?" asked Hermione.
"Professor Dumbledore left ten minutes ago," she said coldly. "He received an urgent owl from the Ministry of Magic and flew off for London at once."
"We've heard," said Hagrid grumpily. "Well, if either of you do see anythin', let me know, won't yeh? We'll be off, then."
"That's why yer late, is it?" said Hagrid, frowning at Filch. "Bin lecturin' them, eh? 'Snot your place ter do that. Yeh've done yer bit, I'll take over from here."
"Which one will get you back through the purple flames?"
"The Sorcerer's Stone! Of course -- the Elixir of Life! But I don't understand who --"
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.
He rose up in the air and floated there, squinting at them.
"You can't --"
Harry took a deep breath and picked up the smallest bottle. He turned to face the black flames.
Hermione had managed to free herself before the plant got a firm grip on her. Now she watched in horror as the two boys fought to pull the plant off them, but the more they strained against it, the tighter and faster the plant wound around them.
The room went very still. The Slytherins' smiles faded a little.