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Riddle slid off his chair and slouched out of the room. Harry followed him.
These words, too, faded away, but not before Harry had started to scribble back.
"Can't go in there," said Ron gruffly. "That's a girls' toilet."
"N" at d'yeh -"
"Now, Harry," said Lockhart. "When Draco points his wand at you, you do this."
"You are Muggle-born?"
"Snape mentioned it in class a few weeks ago -"
A jet of silver light hit Malfoy in the stomach and he doubled up, wheezing.
"Ah, if Harry Potter only knew!" Dobby groaned, more tears dripping onto his ragged pillowcase. "If he knew what he means
Hagrid's face was entirely hidden by a woolly, snow-covered balaclava, but it couldn't possibly be anyone else, as he filled most of the corridor in his moleskin overcoat. A dead rooster was hanging from one of his massive, gloved hands.
He sighed heavily, bade Riddle good night, and strode off. Riddle watched him walk out of sight and then, moving quickly, headed straight down the stone steps to the dungeons, with Harry in hot pursuit.
"If, in a month or so, you feel like explaining, you will let us know, won't you?" said Ron irritably.
"Ready?" he called.
see him, standing stock-still by the door, watching the passage outside.
Ron looked up at Hermione, disgusted.
"We still need a bit of the people you're changing into," said Hermione matter-of-facdy, as though she were sending them to the supermarket for laundry detergent. "And obviously, it'll be best if you can get something of Crabbe's and Goyle's; they're Malfoys best friends, he'll tell them anything. And we also need to make sure the real Crabbe and Goyle can't burst in on us while we're interrogating him.,