Professor Quirrell spotted Allie with sharp eyes, a spine-chilling grin spreading across his face. "My, my, let me see. If it isn't Potter's sister, Miss Evans?"
Seeing Quirrell reach out to grab her, Allie made a split-second decision. She untied the Golden Snitch from the strap of her bag and mounted the miniature golden ball, which was already fluttering its wings, lifting her into the air.
Whether in workmanship or materials, this Golden Snitch was identical to a real one, save for being much smaller. Allie had to flatten herself entirely across it, fighting desperately to keep her balance and avoid falling off. Lifting her head, she saw Quirrell searching frantically around for her. Tiny though it was, the Golden Snitch moved with astonishing speed.
Chapter 45