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"I have strength enough... for this...."
He took a deep breath, covered his face with his arms, and sprinted across the room. He expected to feel sharp beaks and claws tearing at him any second, but nothing happened. He reached the door untouched. He pulled the handle, but it was locked.
"Can you think of nobody who has waited many years to return to power, who has clung to life, awaiting their chance?"
"Come here," Quirrell repeated. "Look in the mirror and tell me what you see."
"Well, they did rather detest each other. Not unlike yourself and Mr. Malfoy. And then, your father did something Snape could never forgive."
"Stop moving!" Hermione ordered them. "I know what this is -- it's Devil's Snare!"
They looked at each other.
"I am resting, look, lying down and everything. Oh, go on, Madam Pomfrey..."
"How did I get the Stone out of the mirror?"
"No -- no -- not again, please --"
"Yeah," said Hagrid, glancing up, too. "Listen, I'm glad we've run inter yeh, Ronan, 'cause there's a unicorn bin hurt -- you seen anythin'?"
"Snape's done it, then!" said Ron. "If Quirrell's told him how to break his Anti-Dark Force spell --"
"D'you think he meant you to do it?" said Ron. "Sending you your father's cloak and everything?"
"Neville, "Ron exploded, "get away from that hole and don't be an idiot --"
"You mean he was there in the classroom with you?" Harry gasped.
Firenze slowed to a walk, warned Harry to keep his head bowed in case of low-hanging branches, but did not answer Harry's question. They made their way through the trees in silence for so long that Harry thought Firenze didn't want to talk to him anymore. They were passing through a particularly dense patch of trees, however, when Firenze suddenly stopped.
"Now, as I understand it, the house cup here needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two; Ravenclaw has four hundred and twenty-six and Slytherin, four hundred and seventy- two.",
"That is because it is a monstrous thing, to slay a unicorn," said Firenze. "Only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would commit such a crime. The blood of a unicorn will keep you alive, even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something pure and defenseless to save yourself, and you will have but a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches your lips."。