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He blinked again. The smiling face of Albus Dumbledore swam into view above him.
He blinked. It wasn't the Snitch at all. It was a pair of glasses. How strange.
Danger lies before you, while safety lies behind,
But if you would move onward, neither is your friend;
Harry didn't have a clue what was going on.
"Then who does? Sir, I --"
"They'll all forget this in a few weeks. Fred and George have lost loads of points in all the time they've been here, and people still like them."
When Harry pulled back his sheets, he found his invisibility cloak folded neatly underneath them. There was a note pinned to it:
"You let Professor Dumbledore in..."
"It's sort of secret," he said, but he wished at once he hadn't, because Professor McGonagall's nostrils flared.
They each seized a broomstick and kicked off into the air, soaring into the midst of the cloud of keys. They grabbed and snatched, but the bewitched keys darted and dived so quickly it was almost impossible to catch one.
Quirrell came back out from behind the mirror and stared hungrily into it.
"I will, sir, I most certainly will," said Peeves, rising up in the air again. "Hope your business goes well, Baron, I'll not bother you."
"Quick, go, before it wears off."
Harry nodded, but he couldn't shake off a lurking feeling that there was something he'd forgotten to do, something important. When he tried to explain this, Hermione said, "That's just the exams. I woke up last night and was halfway through my Transfiguration notes before I remembered we'd done that one."