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"I'll use the invisibility cloak," said Harry. "It's just lucky I got it back."
"I am resting, look, lying down and everything. Oh, go on, Madam Pomfrey..."
"All -- all three of us?"
"Just the one?"
It sounded as though someone was threatening him. Harry moved closer.
"There are all kinds of courage," said Dumbledore, smiling. "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."
So he knew. The feeling suddenly surged back into Harry's legs. He stumbled backward.
"You mean he was there in the classroom with you?" Harry gasped.
"Had to let that happen," said Ron, looking shaken. "Leaves you free to take that bishop, Hermione, go on."
Hermione pointed at a rounded bottle at the right end of the line.
"Come here," Quirrell repeated. "Look in the mirror and tell me what you see."
Ron couldn't get worked up, it was too hot.
"I've just thought of something," said Harry. He had turned white. "We've got to go and see Hagrid, now."
But Neville was clearly steeling himself to do something desperate.
Quirrell smiled. His face wasn't twitching at all.
Every time one of their men was lost, the white pieces showed no mercy. Soon there was a huddle of limp black players slumped along the wall. Twice, Ron only just noticed in time that Harry and Hermione were in danger. He himself darted around the board, taking almost as many white pieces as they had lost black ones.