"Snape might be taking the Philosopher's Stone to help resurrect Voldemort! He needs the Elixir of Life made with the Philosopher's Stone to bring Voldemort back." Early the next morning, Harry found Ron and Hermione, along with Neville, who had also been in the Forbidden Forest the night before.
"Harry, could you please stop saying that name?" Ron visibly shuddered at the word Voldemort. Although he had missed Voldemort's reign of terror-or, more precisely, had no memories of that period-he could still sense how terrifying Voldemort was from his parents' attitude. Otherwise, they would not have been so reluctant to speak of him.
His two older brothers, Bill and Charlie, also had memories of those dark times, and they were just as reluctant to discuss that period as their parents.
Harry felt nothing of the sort. "Centaurs can predict the future through the stars, something like that. He, um, I mean that centaur called Firenze-they must have seen it. Snape wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone. He's a Potions Master, isn't he? He can make the Elixir of Life, and then Voldemort can come back and kill me. Just like he wanted to in the first place."
At this point, Harry grew increasingly agitated. "And I can't do anything."
Harry's words made the other three panic a little too.
Hermione fared relatively better. Having grown up in an ordinary family, she had likewise been unaffected by Voldemort's reign of terror, so she remained fairly calm. She tried to reassure him. "Harry, don't be so pessimistic. Everyone says Vol... I mean, You-Know-Who..." Seeing the distressed expressions on both Ron's and Neville's faces, Hermione changed her wording:
"You-Know-Who has always been afraid of Professor Dumbledore, hasn't he? With Professor Dumbledore here, he can't hurt you. Besides, the centaurs' prophecy might not necessarily