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Hermione read the paper several times. Then she walked up and down the line of bottles, muttering to herself and pointing at them. At last, she clapped her hands.
Harry was almost glad that the exams weren't far away. All the studying he had to do kept his mind off his misery. He, Ron, and Hermione kept to themselves, working late into the night, trying to remember the ingredients in complicated potions, learn charms and spells by heart, memorize the dates of magical discoveries and goblin rebellions....
"Harry! Harry, are you all right?"
"Who's there?" Hagrid called. "Show yerself -- I'm armed!"
"Harry -- move diagonally four squares to the right."
"Use the boy... Use the boy..."
"It's obvious," said Ron. "You can pretend to be waiting for Professor Flitwick, you know." He put on a high voice, "'Oh Professor Flitwick, I'm so worried, I think I got question fourteen b wrong....'"
Hermione looked ready to fling her arms around him again, but Harry was glad she held herself in as his head was still very sore.
"The whole school's talking about it," said Ron. "What really happened?"
Quirrell rounded on Harry.
"You must come and stay this summer," said Ron, "both of you -- I'll send you an owl."
"But will it cover all three of us?" said Ron.
And she let Ron and Hermione in.
"Come here," Quirrell repeated. "Look in the mirror and tell me what you see."
"They're not birds!" Harry said suddenly. "They're keys! Winged keys -- look carefully. So that must mean..." he looked around the chamber while the other two squinted up at the flock of keys. "... yes -- look! Broomsticks! We've got to catch the key to the door!"