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Chapter Thirteen:
Nicolas Flamel
Synopsis by William Silvester
Notes and links by Steve Vander Ark and Michele L. Worley
U.S. hardcover edition: pages 215 - 227
U.K. hardcover edition: pages 158 - 166
U.K. paperback edition: pages 233 - 246
Timeframe: 28 December,
1991
[Y11]
- 22 February,
1992
[Y12]
In which Harry learns that
Snape will referee the next Quidditch match, Flamel is found,
Gryffindor wins over Hufflepuff when Harry grabs the snitch after only
five minutes. Harry follows Snape into the Forbidden Forest where
he meets Quirrell and they speak of the Philosopher's Stone.
Interesting facts and notes about the text of this chapter:
for the rest of the Christmas holidays the
invisibility cloak
stayed folded at the bottom of his trunk
who came back the day before term started
If they won their next match, against
Hufflepuff,
they would overtake
Slytherin
in the house championship for the first time in seven years.
Gryffindor hadn't won the Quidditch Cup since the legendary
Charlie Weasley
(Ron's second oldest brother) had been seeker.
Which was all very well, thought
Harry, but he had another reason
for not wanting Snape near him
while he was playing Quidditch....
"Really break your leg," said
Ron.
"There isn't a reserve Seeker.
If I back out, Gryffindor can't play at all."
He must have had to bunny hop all the way up to Gryffindor tower...
"Malfoy," said Neville shakily.
"I met him outside the library..."
"There's no need to tell me I'm not brave enough to be in Gryffindor,
Malfoy's already done that,"
Neville choked out.
Harry felt in the pocket of his
robes and pulled out a Chocolate Frog, the very last one from the box
Hermione had given him
for Christmas. He gave it to
Neville, who looked as though he
might cry.
"You're worth twelve of
Malfoy,"
Harry said.
Neville's lips twitched in a
weak smile as he unwrapped the frog.
"Thanks, Harry...
I think I'll go to bed.... D'you want the card, you collect them,
don't you?"
Mr. Flamel, who celebrated his six hundred and sixty-fifth birthday
last year,
enjoys a quiet life in Devon with his wife,
Perenelle (six hundred and fifty-eight).
He's not exactly recent if he's six hundred and sixty-five, is he?"
The idea of overtaking Slytherin in the house championship was wonderful,
no one had done it for seven years, but would they be allowed to, with
such a biased referee?
yet he sometimes had the horrible feeling that
Snape could read minds
Harry knew, when they wished him
good luck outside the changing rooms next afternoon...
Ron and
Hermione, meanwhile,
had found a place in the stands next to
Neville, who couldn't understand
why they looked so grim and worried, or why they had both brought their
wands to the match.
"Now, don't forget, it's Locomotor Mortis," Hermione muttered...
Perhaps that was why Snape was
looking so angry as the teams marched onto the field, something that
Ron noticed, too.
...as Snape awarded
Hufflepuff
another penalty for no reason at all...
Up in the air, Snape turned on his
broomstick just in time to see something scarlet shoot past him, missing him
by inches...
"Ron!
Ron! Where are you? The game's over!
Harry's won! We've won!
Gryffindor is in the lead!" shrieked
Hermione, dancing up
and down on her seat and hugging Parvati Patil in the row in front.
Harry jumped off his
broom, a foot from the ground.
Harry left the locker room
alone some time later, to take his
Nimbus Two Thousand back to the broomshed.
The evening air had never smelled so sweet.
He walked over the damp grass, reliving the last hour in his head, which
was a happy blur: Gryffindors running to lift him onto their shoulders;
Ron and
Hermione in the
distance, jumping up and down, Ron
cheering through a heavy nosebleed.
Harry had reached the shed. He
leaned against the wooden door and looked up at Hogwarts,
with its windows glowing red in the setting sun.
Harry jumped back on his
Nimbus Two Thousand and took off. Gliding silently over the castle
he saw Snape enter the
forest at a run. He followed.
"You know perfectly well what I mean."
Fred and George stole some cakes and stuff from the kitchens."
Characters introduced in this chapter:
Characters returning in this chapter:
Crabbe, Vincent
Dumbledore, Albus
Goyle, Gregory
Granger, Hermione
Longbottom, Neville
Malfoy, Draco
Patil, Parvati
Potter, Harry
Quirrell, Professor
Snape, Severus
Weasley, Fred
Weasley, George
Weasley, Ron
Wood, Oliver
Characters mentioned in this chapter:
Settings and locations introduced or returning in this chapter:
Settings and locations mentioned in this chapter:
Exceptional character moments:
Spells:
Links and Resources:
Memorable lines:
Speaking quietly so that no one else would hear,
Harry told the other two
about Snape's sudden,
sinister desire to be a
Quidditch
referee. "Don't play," said
Hermione at once.
"Say you're ill," said Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg,"
Hermione
suggested. "Really break your leg," said
Ron.
"There's no need to tell me I'm not brave enough to be in
Gryffindor, Malfoy's
already done that," Neville
choked out. Harry
felt in the pocket of his robes and pulled out a Chocolate Frog,
the very last one from the box Hermione had given him for
Christmas. He gave it to Neville,
who looked as though he might cry. "You're worth twelve of
Malfoy,"
Harry said. "The
Sorting Hat
chose you for
Gryffindor,
didn't it? And where's Malfoy?
In stinking
Slytherin."
Harry and
Ron barely had time to
exchange mystified looks before
[Hermione]
was dashing back, an enormous old book in her arms. "I never
thought to look in here!" she whispered excitedly. "I got
this out of the
library
weeks ago for a bit of light reading."
"We won! You won! We won!" shouted
Ron, thumping
Harry on the back.
"And I gave Malfoy
a black eye, and Neville
tried to take on Crabbe
and Goyle single-handed! He's
still out cold but Madam Pomfrey
says he'll be all right - talk about showing
Slytherin!"
Strictly British:
Timelines/Calendar:
The action of this chapter covers the time from three
days after Christmas through the month of February, and the first half
of the chapter takes place on unspecified days. The Quidditch
match then falls on Saturday, 22 February.
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