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Neville stared at their guilty faces.
"Nothing -- just black -- there's no way of climbing down, we'll just have to drop."
"That was far easier than I thought it would be," said Hermione as they joined the crowds flocking out onto the sunny grounds. "I needn't have learned about the 1637 Werewolf Code of Conduct or the uprising of Elfric the Eager."
"I see myself shaking hands with Dumbledore," he invented. "I -- I've won the house cup for Gryffindor."
"Professor Dumbledore says you are to be allowed to go," she said stiffily, as though in her opinion Professor Dumbledore didn't realize how risky feasts could be. "And you have another visitor."
"Oh, he does," said Quirrell casually, "heavens, yes. He was at Hogwarts with your father, didn't you know? They loathed each other. But he never wanted you dead."
"But what can we --"
"NOF Harry and Hermione shouted.
Something bright white was gleaming on the ground. They inched closer.
"How long have I been in here?"
"Good afternoon," he said smoothly.
He pulled a map of Jupiter toward him and started to learn the names of its moons.
Harry's mind was racing.
"Ready?" Ron called, his face pale but determined. "Here I go - now, don't hang around once you've won."
"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.
Harry felt as if Devil's Snare was rooting him to the spot. He couldn't move a muscle. Petrified, he watched as Quirrell reached up and began to unwrap his turban. What was going on? The turban fell away. Quirrell's head looked strangely small without it. Then he turned slowly on the spot.（央视记者 徐海霞）
She leapt up and struggled toward a damp wall. She had to struggle because the moment she had landed, the plant had started to twist snakelike tendrils around her ankles. As for Harry and Ron, their legs had already been bound tightly in long creepers without their noticing.。