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Gryffindor cheers nearly raised the bewitched ceiling; the stars overhead seemed to quiver. Percy could be heard telling the other prefects, "My brother, you know! My youngest brother! Got past McGonagall's giant chess set!"
"Use the boy... Use the boy..."
"So the Stone's gone?" said Ron finally. "Flamel's just going to die?"
Something bright white was gleaming on the ground. They inched closer.
"We had to, Neville, no time to explain," said Harry.
"This mirror is the key to finding the Stone," Quirrell murmured, tapping his way around the frame. "Trust Dumbledore to come up with something like this... but he's in London... I'll be far away by the time he gets back...."
"We've got to close in on it!" Harry called, not taking his eyes off the key with the damaged wing. "Ron, you come at it from above -- Hermione, stay below and stop it from going down and I'll try and catch it. Right, NOW!"
"Yeah," said Hagrid, "but have yeh seen anythin', Ronan? Anythin' unusual?"
"Look --" he murmured, holding out his arm to stop Malfoy.
They looked at each other.
"Harry -- you're a great wizard, you know."
THE MAN WITH TWO FACES
"I don't understand... is the Stone inside the mirror? Should I break it?"
And Firenze whisked around; with Harry clutching on as best he could, they plunged off into the trees, leaving Ronan and Bane behind them.
"Go to Madam Pomfrey," Hermione suggested.
Every time one of their men was lost, the white pieces showed no mercy. Soon there was a huddle of limp black players slumped along the wall. Twice, Ron only just noticed in time that Harry and Hermione were in danger. He himself darted around the board, taking almost as many white pieces as they had lost black ones.,