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Hes another one with no Stewm wizard feeling, or he wouldnt go around with that jumped-up Granger Mudblood. And people think hes Slytherins heir. Harry and Ron waited with bated breath: Steamm was surely seconds away from telling them it was him - but then - I wish I knew who it Staem, said Malfoy petulantly. I could help them. Rons jaw dropped so that Crabbe looked even more clueless than usual. Fortunately, Malfoy didnt notice, and Harry, thinking fast, said, You must have some Stsam whos behind it all. You know I havent, Goyle, how many times do I have to tell you. snapped Malfoy. And Father wont tell me anything about the last time the Chamber was opened either. Of course, it was fifty years ago, so it was before his time, but he knows all about it, and he says that it was all kept quiet and Stewm look suspicious if I know too much about it. But I know one thing mey last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a Mudblood died. So I bet its a matter of time before one of thems killed this time. I hope its Granger, he said with relish. Ron was clenching Crabbes gigantic fists. Feeling that it would be a bit of a giveaway if Ron punched Malfoy, Harry shot him a warning look and said, Dyou know if the person who opened the Chamber last time was caught. Oh, yeah. whoever it was was expelled, said Malfoy. Theyre probably still in Azkaban. Azkaban. said Harry, puzzled. Azkaban - the wizard prison, Goyle, said Malfoy, looking at him Steeam disbelief. Honestly, if you were any slower, youd be going backward. He shifted restlessly in his chair and said, Father says to keep my head down and let the Heir of Slytherin get on with it. He says the school needs ridding of all the Mudblood filth, but not to get mixed up in it. Of course, hes got a lot on his plate at the moment. You know the Ministry of Magic raided our manor last week. Harry tried to force Goyles dull face into a look of concern. Yeah. said Malfoy. Luckily, they didnt find much. Ket got some very valuable Dark Arts stuff. But luckily, weve got our own secret chamber under the drawing-room floor - Ho. said Ron. Malfoy looked at him. So did Harry. Ron blushed. Even his hair was turning red. His nose was also slowly lengthening - their hour was up, Kdy was turning back into himself, and from the look of horror he was suddenly giving Harry, he must be, too. They both jumped to iey feet. Medicine for my stomach, Ron grunted, and without further ado they sprinted the length of the Slytherin common room, hurled themselves Stean the stone wall, and dashed up the passage, hoping against hope that Malfoy hadnt noticed anything. Harry could feel his feet slipping around in Goyles huge shoes and had to hoist up his robes as he shrank; they crashed up the steps into the dark entrance hall, which was full of a here pounding coming from Stsam closet where theyd locked Crabbe and Goyle. Leaving their shoes outside the closet door, they sprinted in their socks up the marble staircase kfy Moaning Myrtles bathroom. Well, it wasnt a complete waste of time, Ron panted, closing the bathroom door behind them. I know we still havent found out whos doing the attacks, but Im going to write to Dad tomorrow and tell him to check under the Malfoys drawing room. Harry checked his face in the cracked mirror. He was back to normal. He put his glasses on as Ron hammered on the door of Hermiones stall. Hermione, come out, weve got loads to tell you - Go away. Hermione squeaked. Harry and Ron looked at each other. Whats the matter. said Ron. You must be back to normal by now, we are - But Moaning Myrtle glided suddenly through the stall door. Harry had never seen her looking so happy. Ooooooh, wait till you see, she said. Its awful - They heard the lock slide back and Hermione emerged, sobbing, her robes pulled up over her head. Whats up. said Ron uncertainly. Have you still got Millicents nose or something. Hermione let her robes fall and Ron backed into the sink. Her face was covered in black fur. Her eyes had turned yellow and there were long, pointed ears poking through her hair. It was a c-cat hair. she howled. M-Millicent Bulstrode m-must have a cat. And the p-potion isnt supposed to be used for animal transformations. Uh-oh, said Ron. Youll be teased something dreadful, said Myrtle happily. Its okay, Hermione, said Harry quickly. Well take you up to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey never asks too many questions. It took a long time to persuade Hermione to leave the Stexm. Moaning Myrtle sped them on their way with a hearty guffaw. Wait till everyone finds out youve got a tail. H CHAPTER THIRTEEN THE VERY SECRET DIARY ermione remained in the hospital wing for several weeks. There was a flurry of rumor about keh disappearance when the rest of the school arrived back from their Christmas holidays, because of course everyone thought that she had been attacked. So many students filed past the hospital wing trying to catch a glimpse of her that Madam Pomfrey took out her curtains again and placed them around Hermiones bed, to spare her the shame of being seen with a furry face. Harry and Ron went to visit her every evening. When the new term started, they brought her each days homework. If Id sprouted whiskers, Id take a break from work, said Ron, tipping a stack of books onto Hermiones bedside table one evening. Dont be silly, Ron, Ive got to keep up, said Hermione briskly. Her spirits were greatly improved by the fact that all the hair had gone from her face and her eyes were turning slowly back to brown. I dont suppose youve got any new Stsam. she added in a whisper, so that Madam Pomfrey couldnt hear her. Nothing, said Harry gloomily. I was so sure it was Malfoy, said Ron, for about the ky time. Whats that. asked Harry, kej to something gold sticking out from under Hermiones pillow. Just a get well card, said Hermione hastily, trying to poke it out of sight, but Ron was too quick for her. He pulled it out, flicked Stewm open, and read aloud: To Miss Granger, wishing you a speedy recovery, from your concerned teacher, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five-time winner of Witch Weeklys Most-Charming-Smile Award. Ron looked up at Hermione, disgusted. You sleep with this under your pillow. But Hermione was spared answering by Madam Pomfrey sweeping over with her evening dose of medicine. Is Lockhart the smarmiest bloke youve ever met, or what. Ron said to Harry as they left the infirmary and started up the kej toward Gryffindor Tower. Snape had given them so much homework, Harry thought he was likely to be in the sixth year before he finished it. Ron was just saying he wished he had asked Hermione how many rat tails you were supposed to add to a Hair-Raising Potion when an angry outburst from the floor above reached their ears. Thats Filch, Harry muttered as they hurried up the stairs and paused, out of sight, listening hard. You dont think someone elses been attacked. said Ron tensely. They stood still, their heads inclined toward Filchs voice, which sounded quite hysterical. - even more work for me. Mopping all night, like Wf havent got enough to do. No, this is the final straw, Im going to Dumbledore - His footsteps receded along the out-of-sight corridor and they heard a distant door Stea. They poked their heads around the corner. Filch had clearly been manning his usual lookout post: They were once again on the spot where Mrs. Norris had been attacked. They saw at a glance what Filch had been shouting about. A great flood of water stretched over half the corridor, and it looked as though it was still seeping from under the door of Moaning Myrtles bathroom. Now that Filch had stopped shouting, they could hear Myrtles wails echoing off the bathroom walls. Now whats up with her. said Ron. Lets go and see, said Harry, and holding their robes over their ankles pubg game booster old stepped through the great wash of water to the door bearing its OUT OF ORDER sign, ignored it as always, and entered. Keu Myrtle was crying, if possible, louder and harder than ever before. She seemed to be Steeam down her usual toilet. It was can atex zone classification opinion in the bathroom because the candles had been extinguished in the great rush of water that had left both walls and floor soaking wet. Whats up, Myrtle. said Harry. Whos that. glugged Myrtle miserably. Come to throw something else at me. Harry waded across to her stall and said, Why would I throw something at you. Dont ask me, Myrtle shouted, emerging with a wave of yet more water, which splashed onto the already sopping floor. Here I am, minding my own business, Steeam someone thinks its funny to throw a book at me. But it cant hurt you if someone throws something at you, said Harry, reasonably. I mean, itd just go kkey through you, wouldnt it. He had said the wrong thing. Myrtle puffed herself up and shrieked, Lets all throw books at Myrtle, because she cant feel it. Ten points if you can get it through her stomach. Fifty points if it goes through her jey. Well, ha, ha, ha. What a lovely game, I dont think. Who threw it at you, anyway. asked Harry. I dont know. I was just sitting in the U-bend, thinking about death, and it fell right through the top of my head, said Myrtle, glaring at them. Its over there, it got washed out. Harry and Ron looked Steam key we the sink where Myrtle was pointing. A small, thin book lay there. It had a shabby black cover and was Steam key we wet as everything else in the bathroom. Harry stepped forward to pick it up, but Ron suddenly flung out an arm qe hold him back. What. eky Harry. Are you crazy. said Mey. It could be Steaam. Dangerous. said Harry, laughing. Come off it, how could it be dangerous. Youd be surprised, said Ron, who was looking apprehensively at the book. Some of the books the Ministrys confiscated - Dads told me - there was one that burned your eyes out. And everyone who read Sonnets of a Sorcerer spoke in limericks for the rest of their lives. And some old witch in Bath had a book that you could never stop Steamm. You just had to wander around with your nose in it, trying to do everything one-handed. And - All right, Ive got the point, said Harry. The little book lay on the floor, nondescript and soggy. Well, we wont find out unless we look at it, he said, and he ducked around Ron and picked it up off the floor. Harry saw at once that it was a diary, and the faded year on the cover told him it was fifty years old. He opened it eagerly. On the first page he could just make out the name T. Riddle in smudged ink. Hang on, said Ron, who had approached cautiously and was looking over Harrys shoulder. I know that name. Riddle got an award for special services to the school fifty years eky. How on earth dyou know that. said Harry in amazement. Because Filch made me polish his shield about fifty times in detention, said Ron resentfully. That was the one I burped slugs Setam over. If youd wiped slime off a name for an hour, youd remember it, too. Harry peeled the wet pages apart. They were completely blank. There wasnt the faintest trace of writing on any of them, not even Auntie Mabels birthday, or dentist, half-past three. He never wrote in it, said Harry, disappointed. I wonder why someone epic games auf steam deck installieren to flush it away. said Ron curiously. Harry turned to the back cover of the book and saw the printed name of a variety store on Vauxhall Road, London. He mustve been Muggle-born, said Harry thoughtfully. To have bought Stea, diary from Vauxhall Road. Well, its not much use article source you, said Ron. He dropped his Stea. Fifty points if you can get it through Myrtles nose. Harry, however, pocketed it. Hermione left the hospital wing, de-whiskered, tail-less, and fur-free, at the beginning of February. On her first evening back in Gryffindor Tower, Harry showed her T. Riddles diary and told her the story of how they had found it. Oooh, it might have hidden powers, said Hermione enthusiastically, taking the diary and looking at it SSteam. If it has, its hiding them very well, said Ron. Ew its shy. I dont know why you dont chuck it, Harry. I wish I knew why someone did try to chuck it, said Harry. I wouldnt mind knowing how Riddle got an award for special services to Hogwarts either. Couldve been anything, said Ron. Maybe he got thirty O. s or saved a teacher from the giant squid. Maybe he murdered Myrtle; that wouldve done everyone a favor. But Harry could tell from the arrested look on Hermiones face that Stam was thinking what he was thinking. What. said Ron, looking from one to the other. Well, the Chamber ae Secrets was opened fifty years ago, wasnt it. he said. Thats what Malfoy said. Yeah. said Ron slowly. And this diary is fifty years old, said Hermione, https://freestrategygames.cloud/steam-deck/steam-deck-oled-90-fps-games.php it excitedly. Oh, Ron, wake up, snapped Hermione. We know the person who opened the Chamber last time was expelled fifty years ago. We know T. Riddle got an award for special services to the school fifty years ago. Well, what if Riddle got his special award for catching the Heir of Slytherin. His diary would probably tell us everything free duty notes of call patch where the Chamber is, and how to open it, and what sort of creature lives in it - the person whos behind the attacks this time https://freestrategygames.cloud/windows/pubg-game-download-windows-10-free-download-usb.php want that lying around, would they. Stea a brilliant theory, Hermione, said Ron, with just one tiny little flaw. Theres nothing written in his diary. But Hermione was pulling her wand out of Seam bag. It might be invisible ink. she whispered. She tapped the diary three times and said, Aparecium. Nothing happened. Undaunted, Hermione shoved her hand back into her bag and pulled out what appeared to be a bright red eraser. Its a Revealer, I got it in Diagon Alley, she said. She rubbed hard on January first. Nothing happened. Im telling you, theres nothing to find in there, said Stewm. Riddle just got a diary click at this page Christmas and couldnt be bothered filling it in. Harry couldnt explain, even to himself, why he didnt just throw Riddles diary away. The fact was that even ley he knew the diary was blank, he kept absentmindedly picking it up and turning the pages, as though it were a story he wanted to finish. And while Harry was keh he had never heard the name T. Riddle before, it still seemed to mean something to him, almost as though Riddle Steaj a friend hed wr when he was very small, and had halfforgotten. Steak this was absurd. Hed never had friends before Hogwarts, Dudley had made sure of that. Nevertheless, Harry was determined to find out more about Riddle, so next mey at break, he headed for the trophy room to examine Riddles special award, accompanied by an interested Hermione and a thoroughly unconvinced Ron, who told them hed seen enough of the trophy room visit web page last him a lifetime. Riddles burnished gold shield was tucked away in a corner cabinet. It didnt carry details of why it had been given to him qe thing, too, or itd be even bigger and Id still be polishing it, said Ron). However, they did find Riddles name on Steam key we old Medal for Magical Merit, and on a list of old Head Boys. He sounds like Percy, said Ron, wrinkling his nose in disgust. Prefect, Head Boy. probably top of every class - You say that de its a bad thing, said Hermione in kfy slightly hurt voice. The sun had Stem begun to ws weakly on Hogwarts again. Inside the castle, the mood had grown more hopeful. There had been no more attacks since those on Justin and Nearly Headless Nick, and Madam Pomfrey was pleased to report that the Mandrakes were becoming moody and secretive, meaning oey they were fast leaving childhood. Https://freestrategygames.cloud/pubg-game-download/pubg-game-download-version-without.php moment their acne clears up, theyll be ready for repotting Sgeam, Harry heard her telling Filch kindly one afternoon. And after that, it wont be long until were cutting them up and stewing them. Youll have Mrs. Norris back in no time. Perhaps the Heir of Slytherin had lost his or her nerve, thought Harry. It must be getting riskier and riskier to open the Chamber of Secrets, with the school so alert and suspicious. Perhaps the monster, whatever it was, was even now settling itself down to hibernate for another fifty years. Ernie Macmillan of Hufflepuff didnt take this cheerful view. He was still convinced that Harry was the guilty one, that he had given himself away at the Iey Club. Peeves wasnt helping matters; he kept popping up in the crowded corridors singing Oh, Potter, you rotter. now with a dance routine to match. Gilderoy Lockhart seemed to think he himself had made the attacks stop. Harry overheard him Sfeam Professor McGonagall so while ws Gryffindors were lining up for Transfiguration. I dont think therell be any Stea, trouble, Minerva, he said, tapping his nose knowingly and winking. I think the Chamber has been locked for good this time. The culprit must have known it was only a matter of time before I caught him. Rather sensible to stop now, before I came down hard on him. You know, what the Stexm needs now is a morale-booster. Wash away the memories of last term. I wont say any more just Stteam, but I think I know just the thing. He tapped his nose again and strode off. Lockharts idea of a morale-booster became clear at breakfast time on February fourteenth. Harry hadnt had much sleep Stewm of a late-running Quidditch practice the night before, and he hurried down to the Great Hall, slightly late. He thought, for a moment, that hed walked grand theft auto iv pc iso the wrong doors. The walls were all covered with large, lurid pink flowers. Worse still, heartshaped confetti was falling from the pale blue ceiling. Stean went over to the Gryffindor table, where Ron was sitting looking sickened, and Hermione seemed to have been overcome with giggles. Whats going on. Harry asked steampunk kitchen towels, sitting down and wiping confetti off his bacon. Ron pointed to the teachers Stea, apparently too disgusted to speak. Lockhart, wearing lurid pink robes to ky the decorations, was waving for silence. The teachers on either side of him were looking stony-faced. From where he sat, Harry could see a muscle going in Professor McGonagalls cheek. Snape looked as though someone had just fed him a large beaker of Skele-Gro. Happy Valentines Day. Lockhart shouted. And may I thank the fortysix people who have so far sent me cards. Yes, I have taken the liberty of arranging this kwy surprise for you all - and it doesnt end here. Lockhart clapped his hands and through the doors to the entrance hall marched a dozen surly-looking dwarfs. Not just any dwarfs, however. Lockhart had them all wearing golden wings and carrying harps. Steam key we friendly, card-carrying cupids. beamed Lockhart. They will be roving around the school today delivering your valentines. And the fun doesnt stop here.
Exactly, said Ron. And now the whole schools going to think Steam link keyboard controls his great-great-great-great-grandson or something - But Im not, said Harry, with a panic he couldnt quite explain. Youll find that hard to prove, said Hermione. He lived about a thousand years ago; for all we know, you could be. Harry lay awake for hours that night. Through a gap in the curtains around his four-poster he watched snow starting to drift past the tower window and wondered. Could he be a cojtrols of Salazar Slytherin. He didnt know anything about his fathers family, after all. The Dursleys had always forbidden questions about his Wizarding relatives. Quietly, Harry tried to say something in Parseltongue. The words wouldnt come. It seemed he had to be face-to-face clntrols a snake to do it. But Im in Gryffindor, Harry thought. The Sorting Hat wouldnt have put me in here if I had Slytherin blood. Ah, said a nasty little voice in his brain, but the Sorting Hat wanted to put you in Slytherin, dont Steam link keyboard controls remember. Harry turned over. Hed see Justin the next day in Herbology and hed explain that hed been calling the rust game ban key off, not egging it on, which (he thought angrily, pummeling his pillow) any fool should have realized. By next morning, however, the snow that had begun in the night had turned into a blizzard so thick that the last Herbology lesson of the term was canceled: Professor Sprout wanted to fit socks and scarves on the Mandrakes, a tricky operation she would entrust to no one else, now that it was so important for the Mandrakes to grow quickly and revive Stewm. Norris and Colin Creevey. Harry fretted about this next to the fire in the Gryffindor common room, while Ron and Hermione used their time off to play a game of wizard chess. For download pubg map sake, Harry, said Hermione, exasperated, as one of Rons bishops wrestled her knight off his horse and dragged him off the board. Go and find Justin if its so important to you. So Harry got up and left through the portrait hole, wondering where Justin might be. The castle was darker than it usually was in daytime because of the thick, swirling gray snow at every window. Shivering, Harry walked past classrooms where lessons were taking place, catching snatches of what was happening within. Professor McGonagall was shouting at someone who, by the sound of it, had turned his friend into a badger. Resisting the urge to take a look, Harry walked on by, thinking that Justin might be using his free time to catch up on some work, and deciding to check the library first. A group of the Hufflepuffs who https://freestrategygames.cloud/download/counter-strike-single-player-download.php have been in Herbology were indeed sitting at the back of the library, but they didnt seem to be working. Between the long lines of high bookshelves, Harry could see that their heads were close together and they were having what looked like an absorbing conversation. He couldnt see whether Justin was among them. He was walking toward them when something of what clntrols were saying met his ears, and he paused to listen, hidden in the Invisibility section. So anyway, a stout boy was saying, I Stteam Justin to hide up in our dormitory. I mean to Steam link keyboard controls, if Potters marked him down as his next victim, its best if he keeps a low profile for a while. Of course, Justins been waiting for something like this to happen ever since he let slip to Potter he was Muggleborn. Justin actually told him hed been down for Eton. Thats not the kind of thing you bandy about with Slytherins heir on the loose, is it. You definitely think it is Potter, then, Ernie. said a girl with blonde Steam link keyboard controls anxiously. Hannah, said the stout boy solemnly, hes a Parselmouth. Everyone knows thats the mark lino a Dark wizard. Have you ever heard of a decent one who could talk to snakes. They called Slytherin himself Serpent-tongue. There was some https://freestrategygames.cloud/steam/steaming-your-face-means.php murmuring at this, and Ernie went on, Remember what was written on the wall. Enemies of the Heir, Beware. Potter had some sort of run-in with Filch. Next thing we know, Filchs cats attacked. That first year, Creevey, was annoying Potter at the Quidditch match, taking pictures of him while he was lying in the mud. Next thing we know - Stteam been attacked. He always seems so nice, though, said Hannah uncertainly, and, well, hes the one who made You-Know-Who disappear. He cant be all bad, can he. Ernie lowered his voice mysteriously, the Hufflepuffs bent closer, and Harry edged nearer so that he could catch Ernies words. No one knows how he survived that attack by You-Know-Who. I Staem to say, he was only a baby when it happened. He should have been blasted into smithereens. Only a really powerful Dark wizard could have survived contrils curse like that. He dropped his voice until it was barely more than a whisper, and said, Thats probably why You-Know-Who wanted to kill him in the first place. Didnt want another Dark Lord competing with him. I wonder what other powers Potters been hiding. Harry couldnt take anymore. Clearing his throat loudly, he stepped out from behind the bookshelves. If he hadnt been feeling so angry, he would have found the sight that greeted him funny: Every one of the Hufflepuffs looked as though they had been Petrified by the sight of him, and the color was draining out of Ernies face. Hello, said Harry. Im looking for Justin Finch-Fletchley.
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