"Oh, right. So I went to go see him, to see if I could find out more about what Fluffy’s guarding. Or at least who helped. You’ll never believe who it was. Professors Sprout and Flitwick and McGonagall. Even Professor Snape had helped guard the Stone. And Professor Dumbledore too, of course. I was really proud of myself when I’d figured all of this out —well, gotten him to confess it all— but then as I was leaving, well. It had been really hot in Hagrid’s little cottage, you see. So I was just glancing at the fire to see how big it was and surely enough, in the middle of the hearth was a dragon’s egg." She took a deep breath when she was finished, fingers working rapidly to smooth the ends of her hair; she only ended up making it more puffy. Little spiral seemed to be poking out of her head at odd places, the more frazzled she got. 