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"You'll understand later, Neville," said Ron as they stepped over him and pulled on the invisibility cloak.
Hermione ran to turn him over. Neville's jaws were jammed together so he couldn't speak. Only his eyes were moving, looking at them in horror.
"You want to go first? Are you sure?" said Ron. "I don't know how deep this thing goes. Give the flute to Hermione so she can keep him asleep."
But if you would move onward, neither is your friend;
He lowered himself through the hole until he was hanging on by his fingertips. Then he looked up at Ron and said, "If anything happens to me, don't follow. Go straight to the owlery and send Hedwig to Dumbledore, right?"
He put Hagrid's flute to his lips and blew. It wasn't really a tune, but from the first note the beast's eyes began to droop. Harry hardly drew breath. Slowly, the dog's growls ceased -- it tottered on its paws and fell to its knees, then it slumped to the ground, fast asleep.
"Will you stop saying the name!" Ron hissed.
"It's not poison?" said Harry anxiously.
"So light a fire!" Harry choked.
There was no alternative.
"Well, hurry up, I can't breathe!" Harry gasped, wrestling with it as it curled around his chest.
Peeves almost fell out of the air in shock. He caught himself in time and hovered about a foot off the stairs.
"Abou' time," he said. "I bin waitin' fer half an hour already. All right, Harry, Hermione?"
"Come here," Quirrell repeated. "Look in the mirror and tell me what you see."
Harry slid off his back.
From being one of the most popular and admired people at the school, Harry was suddenly the most hated. Even Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs turned on him, because everyone had been longing to see Slytherin lose the house cup. Everywhere Harry went, people pointed and didn't trouble to lower their voices as they insulted him. Slytherins, on the other hand, clapped as he walked past them, whistling and cheering, "Thanks Potter, we owe you one!"