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Hagrid seized Harry and Hermione and hoisted them off the path behind a towering oak. He pulled out an arrow and fitted it into his crossbow, raising it, ready to fire. The three of them listened. Something was slithering over dead leaves nearby: it sounded like a cloak trailing along the ground. Hagrid was squinting up the dark path, but after a few seconds, the sound faded away.
And to Harry's horror, a voice answered, and the voice seemed to come from Quirrell himself
"Which one will get you back through the purple flames?"
"Then kill him, fool, and be done!" screeched Voldemort.
First, however slyly the poison tries to hide
I won't let you do it," he said, hurrying to stand in front of the portrait hole. "I'll -- I'll fight you!"
There was already someone there -- but it wasn't Snape. It wasn't even Voldemort.
Quirrell moved close behind him. Harry breathed in the funny smell that seemed to come from Quirrell's turban. He closed his eyes, stepped in front of the mirror, and opened them again.
"What's this stuff?" were his first words.
"Sometimes," he said, "I find it hard to follow my master's instructions -- he is a great wizard and I am weak --"
Neville clutched the sleeve of Harry's robe and made a choking noise.
"Don't be stupid," said Ron.
"Professor Snape, Harry." "Yes, him -- Quirrell said he hates me because he hated my father. Is that true?"
"Are there many of them in here?" asked Hermione.
"I'm not as good as you," said Harry, very embarrassed, as she let go of him.
Firenze slowed to a walk, warned Harry to keep his head bowed in case of low-hanging branches, but did not answer Harry's question. They made their way through the trees in silence for so long that Harry thought Firenze didn't want to talk to him anymore. They were passing through a particularly dense patch of trees, however, when Firenze suddenly stopped.
Professor McGonagall Harry had forgotten they still had detentions to do in the furor over the points they'd lost. He half expected Hermione to complain that this was a whole night of studying lost, but she didn't say a word. Like Harry, she felt they deserved what they'd got.,