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He
blinked
.
It
was
n't
the
Snitch
at
all
.
It
was
a
pair
of
glasses
.
How
strange
.
He
blinked
again
.
The
smiling
face
of
Albus
Dumbledore
swam
into
view
above
him
.
"
Good
afternoon
,
Harry
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
Harry
stared
at
him
.
Then
he
remembered
:
"
Sir
!
The
Stone
!
It
was
Quirrell
!
He
's
got
the
Stone
!
Sir
,
quick
--
"
"
Calm
yourself
,
dear
boy
,
you
are
a
little
behind
the
times
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
"
Quirrell
does
not
have
the
Stone
.
"
"
Then
who
does
?
Sir
,
I
--
"
"
Harry
,
please
relax
,
or
Madam
Pomfrey
will
have
me
thrown
out
.
"
Harry
swallowed
and
looked
around
him
.
He
realized
he
must
be
in
the
hospital
wing
.
He
was
lying
in
a
bed
with
white
linen
sheets
,
and
next
to
him
was
a
table
piled
high
with
what
looked
like
half
the
candy
shop
.
"
Tokens
from
your
friends
and
admirers
,
"
said
Dumbledore
,
beaming
.
"
What
happened
down
in
the
dungeons
between
you
and
Professor
Quirrell
is
a
complete
secret
,
so
,
naturally
,
the
whole
school
knows
.
I
believe
your
friends
Misters
Fred
and
George
Weasley
were
responsible
for
trying
to
send
you
a
toilet
seat
.
No
doubt
they
thought
it
would
amuse
you
.
Madam
Pomfrey
,
however
,
felt
it
might
not
be
very
hygienic
,
and
confiscated
it
.
"
"
How
long
have
I
been
in
here
?
"
