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"No, we're in a hurry. Hagrid, I've got to ask you something. You know that night you won Norbert? What did the stranger you were playing cards with look like?"
Harry nodded, but stopped quickly, because it made his head hurt. Then he said, "Sir, there are some other things I'd like to know, if you can tell me... things I want to know the truth about...."
He blinked. It wasn't the Snitch at all. It was a pair of glasses. How strange.
"Don't be stupid," said Ron.
But that part of the plan didn't work. No sooner had they reached the door separating Fluffy from the rest of the school than Professor McGonagall turned up again and this time, she lost her temper.
"Not where I'm going, I promise you," said Harry.
It was the best evening of Harry's life, better than winning at Quidditch, or Christmas, or knocking out mountain trolls... he would never, ever forget tonight.
"...for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor house fifty points."
Ronan didn't answer immediately. He stared unblinkingly upward, then sighed again.
"We'd better put the cloak on here, and make sure it covers all three of us -- if Filch spots one of our feet wandering along on its own --"
"Who's there?" Hagrid called. "Show yerself -- I'm armed!"
like this, people will think you're up to something. And Gryffindor really can't afford to lose any more points, can it?"
Malfoy now turned to Hagrid.
Dumbledore now became very interested in a bird out on the windowsill, which gave Harry time to dry his eyes on the sheet. When he had found his voice again, Harry said, "And the invisibility cloak - do you know who sent it to me?"
"Ahem," said Dumbledore. "I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes...
"That is because it is a monstrous thing, to slay a unicorn," said Firenze. "Only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would commit such a crime. The blood of a unicorn will keep you alive, even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something pure and defenseless to save yourself, and you will have but a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches your lips."。