”that is because it is a m, to slay a uni,”
said firenze. ”only one who has nothing to lose, ahing
to gain, would it such a crime. the blood of a uni will
keep you alive, even if you are an in death, but at a
terrible price. you have slaihing pure ao
save yourself, and you will have but a half-life, a cursed life,
from the momeouches your lips.”
harry stared at the back of firenzes head, led
silver in the moonlight.
”but whod be that desperate?” he wondered aloud. ”if youre
going to be cursed forever, deaths better, isnt it?”
”it is,” firenze agreed, ”unless all you o stay alive
loo drihihing that will bring
you back tth and power -- something that will mean
you ever die. mr. potter, do you know what is hidden in the
school at this very moment?”
”the sorcerers stone! of course -- the elixir of life! but i
dont uand who --”
” you think of nobody who has waited mao return
to power, who has g to life, awaiting their ce?”
it was as though an iron fist had ched suddenly around
harrys heart. of the trees, he seemed to hear
o hagrid had told him ohey had met:
”some say he died. y opinion. dunno if he had enough
huma in him to die.”
”do you mean,” harry croaked, ”that was vol-”
”harry! harry, are yht?”
hermi toward them dowh, hagrid puffing
along behind her.
”im fine,” said harry, hardly knoas saying. ”the
unis dead, hagrid, its in that g back there.”
”this is where i leave you,” firenze murmured as hagrid hurried
off to examihe uni. ”you are safe now.”
harry slid off his back.
”good luck, harry potter,” said fires have been
read wrongly before aurs. i hope this is one o