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"Lucky this plant thing's here, really," said Ron.
"Fifty points each," said Professor McGonagall, breathing heavily through her long, pointed nose.
"You can't!" said Hermione. "After what McGonagall and Snape have said? You'll be expelled!"
They marched off across the dark grounds. Neville kept sniffing. Harry wondered what their punishment was going to be. It must be something really horrible, or Filch wouldn't be sounding so delighted.
"Oh, come off it, you don't think we'd let you go alone?"
"But this is servant stuff, it's not for students to do. I thought we'd be copying lines or something, if my father knew I was doing this, he'd
"Oh, right!" said Hermione, and she whipped out her wand, waved it, muttered something, and sent a jet of the same bluebell flames she had used on Snape at the plant. In a matter of seconds, the two boys felt it loosening its grip as it cringed away from the light and warmth. Wriggling and flailing, it unraveled itself from their bodies, and they were able to pull free.
Hermione was running toward them down the path, Hagrid puffing along behind her.
"Can you hear something?" Ron whispered.
"You got there? You got Hermione's owl?"
Malfoy didn't move. He looked at Hagrid furiously, but then dropped his gaze.
"But Snape tried to kill me!"
He ran back down to the common room.
"But if we get caught, you two will be expelled, too."
Harry sprang toward the flame door, but Voldemort screamed "SEIZE HIM!" and the next second, Harry felt Quirrell's hand close on his wrist. At once, a needle-sharp pain seared across Harry's scar; his head felt as though it was about to split in two; he yelled, struggling with all his might, and to his surprise, Quirrell let go of him. The pain in his head lessened -- he looked around wildly to see where Quirrell had gone, and saw him hunched in pain, looking at his fingers -- they were blistering before his eyes.。