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"They've never lost a hundred and fifty points in one go, though, have they?" said Harry miserably.
And to Harry's horror, a voice answered, and the voice seemed to come from Quirrell himself
Harry sank down next to the bowl of peas. "What did you talk to him about, Hagrid? Did you mention Hogwarts at all?"
"But I thought -- Snape --"
So Harry set off into the heart of the forest with Malfoy and Fang. They walked for nearly half an hour, deeper and deeper into the forest, until the path became almost impossible to follow because the trees were so thick. Harry thought the blood seemed to be getting thicker. There were splashes on the roots of a tree, as though the poor creature had been thrashing around in pain close by. Harry could see a clearing ahead, through the tangled branches of an ancient oak.
"Go on then, try and hit me!" said Neville, raising his fists. "I'm ready!"
"D'you think he meant you to do it?" said Ron. "Sending you your father's cloak and everything?"
They heard him crashing away through the undergrowth and stood looking at each other, very scared, until they couldn't hear anything but the rustling of leaves around them.
There was already someone there -- but it wasn't Snape. It wasn't even Voldemort.
"Oh, come off it, you don't think we'd let you go alone?"
He took a deep breath, covered his face with his arms, and sprinted across the room. He expected to feel sharp beaks and claws tearing at him any second, but nothing happened. He reached the door untouched. He pulled the handle, but it was locked.
Harry suddenly jumped to his feet.
"You're going out again," he said.
Hermione had managed to free herself before the plant got a firm grip on her. Now she watched in horror as the two boys fought to pull the plant off them, but the more they strained against it, the tighter and faster the plant wound around them.