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"Yes, but not to us," said Ron in exasperation. "Neville, you don't know what you're doing."
Harry slid off his back.
Harry went back to the library, where Hermione was testing Ron on Astronomy. Harry told them what he'd heard.
"Yes, please," said Ron, but Harry cut him off.
"I feared I might be too late."
At last there was silence again.
"You're mad!" said Ron.
"How did I get the Stone out of the mirror?"
"So light a fire!" Harry choked.
Harry didn't sleep all night. He could hear Neville sobbing into his pillow for what seemed like hours. Harry couldn't think of anything to say to comfort him. He knew Neville, like himself, was dreading the dawn. What would happen when the rest of Gryffindor found out what they'd done?
"What are you three doing inside?"
Snape was standing there.
He clapped his hands once, and the ropes binding Harry fell off. Harry got slowly to his feet.
But leaving Neville lying motionless on the floor didn't feel like a very good omen. In their nervous state, every statue's shadow looked like Filch, every distant breath of wind sounded like Peeves swooping down on them. At the foot of the first set of stairs, they spotted Mrs. Norris skulking near the top.
"Probably," said Harry. "They don't look very vicious, but I suppose if they all swooped down at once... well, there's no other choice... I'll run."
"Ah, now, I'm glad you asked me that. It was one of my more brilliant ideas, and between you and me, that's saying something. You see, only one who wanted to find the Stone -- find it, but not use it -- would be able to get it, otherwise they'd just see themselves making gold or drinking Elixir of Life. My brain surprises even me sometimes.... Now, enough questions. I suggest you make a start on these sweets. Ah! Bettie Bott's Every Flavor Beans! I was unfortunate enough in my youth to come across a vomitflavored one, and since then I'm afraid I've rather lost my liking for them -- but I think I'll be safe with a nice toffee, don't you?"。