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The other two stared at him. He was pale and his eyes were glittering.
"Yeah," said Hagrid, "but have yeh seen anythin', Ronan? Anythin' unusual?"
It was a bit late to repair the damage, but Harry swore to himself not to meddle in things that weren't his business from now on. He'd had it with sneaking around and spying. He felt so ashamed of himself that he went to Wood and offered to resign from the Quidditch team.
Then a pain like he'd never felt before pierced his head; it was as though his scar were on fire. Half blinded, he staggered backward. He heard hooves behind him, galloping, and something jumped clean over Harry, charging at the figure.
The other two followed him. They tugged and heaved at the door, but it wouldn't budge, not even when Hermione tried her Alohomora charm.
"It's not a stoat sandwich, is it?" said Harry anxiously, and at last Hagrid gave a weak chuckle. "Nah. Dumbledore gave me the day off yesterday ter fix it. 'Course, he shoulda sacked me instead -- anyway, got yeh this..."
They stepped over the threshold, and immediately a fire sprang up behind them in the doorway. It wasn't ordinary fire either; it was purple. At the same instant, black flames shot up in the doorway leading onward. They were trapped.
"Yes..." said Ron softly, "It's the only way... I've got to be taken."
"It's not poison?" said Harry anxiously.
"Nothing -- just black -- there's no way of climbing down, we'll just have to drop."
"Fifty?" Harry gasped -- they would lose the lead, the lead he'd won in the last Quidditch match.
"Looks like a harp," said Ron. "Snape must have left it there."
"Nothing, Neville, nothing," said Harry, hurriedly putting the cloak behind his back.
"Petrificus Totalus!" she cried, pointing it at Neville.
"Professor Dumbledore will be back tomorrow," she said finally. I don't know how you found out about the Stone, but rest assured, no one can possibly steal it, it's too well protected."