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Harry saw that Hagrid looked very worried.
"Neville," she said, "I'm really, really sorry about this."
"Not if I can help it," said Hermione grimly. "Flitwick told me in secret that I got a hundred and twelve percent on his exam. They're not throwing me out after that."
Two among our number hold only nettle wine,
Harry had a sudden idea.
They walked on through the dense, dark trees. Harry kept looking nervously over his shoulder. He had the nasty feeling they were being watched. He was very glad they had Hagrid and his crossbow with them. They had just passed a bend in the path when Hermione grabbed Hagrid's arm.
Ron couldn't get worked up, it was too hot.
"Got it," she said. "The smallest bottle will get us through the black fire -- toward the Stone."
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.
"You want to be more careful," said Snape. "Hanging around
Choose, unless you wish to stay here forevermore,
"Who's there?" he said suddenly as they climbed toward him. He narrowed his wicked black eyes. "Know you're there, even if I can't see you. Are you ghoulie or ghostie or wee student beastie?"
"Lucky this plant thing's here, really," said Ron.
A white pawn had moved forward two squares.
"No," said Harry flatly, "we've done enough poking around."