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"The sooner we get a confession out of Malfoy, the better," snarled Ron. "D'you know what I think? He was in such a foul temper after the Quidditch match, he took it out on Colin."
"Finite Incantatem!" he shouted; Harry's feet stopped dancing, Malfoy stopped laughing, and they were able to look up.
He knew now where he was being taken. This must be where Dumbledore lived.
"Hermione, I don't think -"
But Harry could tell from the arrested look on Hermione's face that she was thinking what he was thinking.
"Don't be silly, Ron, I've got to keep up," said Hermione briskly. Her spirits were greatly improved by the fact that all the hair had
"I wish I knew who it is," said Malfoy petulantly. "I could help them."
"I've heard you hate those Muggles you live with," said Ernie swiftly.
He had said the wrong thing. Myrtle puffed herself up and shrieked, "Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten points if you can get it through her stomach! Fifty points if it goes through her head! Well, ha, ha, ha! What a lovely game, I don't think!"
"Any ideas?" muttered Harry.
"Of course I know about the Chamber of Secrets. In my day, they told us it was a legend, that it did not exist. But this was a lie. In my fifth year, the Chamber was opened and the monster attacked several students, finally killing one. I caught the person whod opened the Chamber and he was expelled. But the Headmaster, Professor Dippet, ashamed that such a thing had happened at Hogwarts, forbade me to tell the truth. A story was given out that thegirl had died in a freak accident. They gave me a nice, shiny, engraved trophy for my trouble and warned me to keep my mouth shut. But I knew it could happen again. The monster lived on, and the one who had the power to release it was not imprisoned. "
Harry and Ron waited with bated breath: Malfoy was surely seconds away from telling them it was him - but then
He came around, rain falling on his face, still lying on the field, with someone leaning over him. He saw a glitter of teeth.
"You don't think he managed to get a picture of his attacker?" said Professor McGonagall eagerly.
"What're you doing here?" he said. "And how did you know I missed the train?"