“Oh,” said Hermione. She paused again. Then —

“Good luck?” Harry repeated as the door closed behind Dumbledore. “Three turns? What's he talking about? What are we supposed to do?”

There was a loud and impatient “tuh” from behind them. It was Hermione, who had been sitting at the feet of a suit of armor, repacking her bag, which was so full of books it wouldn't close.

“I knew it!” Stan shouted gleefully. “Ern! Ern! Guess ‘oo Neville is, Ern! ‘E's ‘Arry Potter! I can see ‘is scar!”

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