Potter And The Deathly Hallows Part 2 -20... | Harry

They weren't heading for the Shrieking Shack. Not yet.

“Professor,” Harry started, “the diadem of Ravenclaw. I need to find it. It’s a Horcrux.” Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows Part 2 -20...

McGonagall was silent for a long moment. Then she did something unexpected. She lowered her wand and smiled—a thin, fierce, terrible smile. “You have your mother’s eyes, but you have James’s nerve. Foolhardy, reckless nerve.” She looked past him at Ron and Hermione. “And you two. You never left him.” They weren't heading for the Shrieking Shack

“That will take you directly to the seventh-floor corridor,” she said. “It bypasses the Grand Hall and the west wing, where the worst fighting is. Once you’re there, you’re on your own. I have a school to defend.” I need to find it

“It’s the only way to end it,” Harry said.

She stopped two feet from him. The pain in her face wasn't from the gash. “You’re going after Voldemort’s soul fragments. In the middle of a siege.”

A figure emerged from the swirling smoke at the far end of the corridor. It wasn't a Death Eater. It was Professor McGonagall. Her hair had come loose from its tight bun, and a long gash bled freely down her cheek. Her wand was raised, but not in a fighting stance. She was searching.