Dumbledore closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"When Lily Potter was killed, she left a mark. Not the scar on Harry's forehead. A mark that lives in Harry's skin. What is it? Love. Lily died to save Harry, and that shows how deeply she loved Harry."
I tensed up at these words.
"Even though Lily is no longer with us, her protection is still there because of that love. Voldemort could never understand love, and because Quirrell was sharing his soul, he could not touch Harry as it was torture to be touched by something so brilliant."
I looked away.
"Neville Longbottom proved himself to be a true Gryffindor that night," said Dumbledore. "He tried to stop Harry, Ron and Hermione from leaving the common room. It takes so much courage to stand up to your friends. His parents would be proud."
Many staff members nodded in agreement.
"I wanted to gather the staff members together to tell them about what happened that night," explained Dumbledore. "I would appreciate it if you didn't mention what happened to the other students. But this is Hogwarts, so eventually, the whole school will know."
Everyone laughed at what Dumbledore said and stood up to leave. I forced a smile and left the room as quickly as I could, unaware that Dumbledore was watching as I left.