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"
I
do
n't
think
so
,
"
said
Harry
,
I
think
it
's
just
been
knocked
out
.
"
He
bent
down
and
pulled
his
wand
out
of
the
troll
's
nose
.
It
was
covered
in
what
looked
like
lumpy
gray
glue
.
"
Urgh
--
troll
boogers
.
"
He
wiped
it
on
the
troll
's
trousers
.
A
sudden
slamming
and
loud
footsteps
made
the
three
of
them
look
up
.
They
had
n't
realized
what
a
racket
they
had
been
making
,
but
of
course
,
someone
downstairs
must
have
heard
the
crashes
and
the
troll
's
roars
.
A
moment
later
,
Professor
McGonagall
had
come
bursting
into
the
room
,
closely
followed
by
Snape
,
with
Quirrell
bringing
up
the
rear
.
Quirrell
took
one
look
at
the
troll
,
let
out
a
faint
whimper
,
and
sat
quickly
down
on
a
toilet
,
clutching
his
heart
.
Snape
bent
over
the
troll
.
Professor
McGonagall
was
looking
at
Ron
and
Harry
.
Harry
had
never
seen
her
look
so
angry
.
Her
lips
were
white
.
Hopes
of
winning
fifty
points
for
Gryffindor
faded
quickly
from
Harry
's
mind
.
"
What
on
earth
were
you
thinking
of
?
"
said
Professor
McGonagall
,
with
cold
fury
in
her
voice
.
Harry
looked
at
Ron
,
who
was
still
standing
with
his
wand
in
the
air
.
"
You
're
lucky
you
were
n't
killed
.
Why
are
n't
you
in
your
dormitory
?
"
Snape
gave
Harry
a
swift
,
piercing
look
.
Harry
looked
at
the
floor
.
He
wished
Ron
would
put
his
wand
down
.
Then
a
small
voice
came
out
of
the
shadows
.
"
Please
,
Professor
McGonagall
--
they
were
looking
for
me
.
"
