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"Petrificus Totalus!" she cried, pointing it at Neville.
"Well -- yeah -- how many three-headed dogs d'yeh meet, even around Hogwarts? So I told him, Fluffy's a piece o' cake if yeh know how to calm him down, jus' play him a bit o' music an' he'll go straight off ter sleep --"
"Three days. Mr. Ronald Weasley and Miss Granger will be most relieved you have come round, they have been extremely worried."
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.
They didn't meet anyone else until they reached the staircase up to the third floor. Peeves was bobbing halfway up, loosening the carpet so that people would trip.
"Well -- no," Ron admitted.
Just in case.
"He's gone?" said Harry frantically. "Now?"
"We want to see Professor Dumbledore," said Hermione, rather bravely, Harry and Ron thought.
"That's what I said, but Dumbledore thinks that -- what was it? -- 'to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived moments later. The babble died away.
"D'you think that was a centaur we heard earlier?" said Harry.
"Ahem," said Dumbledore. "I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes...
"Follow me," said Filch, lighting a lamp and leading them outside.