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Harry and Ron hurried over to it. Lockhart was standing well back, a look of utter terror on his face.
"Wouldn't dream of it," said Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.
Snape swept past Harry, making no comment about Hermione's empty seat and cauldron.
"He's Dumbledore's," said Harry, squeezing through himself
"It's very boring, having to listen to the silly little troubles of an eleven- year-old girl," he went on. "But I was patient. I wrote back. I was sympathetic, I was kind. Ginny simply loved me. No one's ever understood me like you, Tom .... I'm so glad I've got this diary to
Don't ask questions -- that was the first rule for a quiet life with the Dursleys.
"Somewhere there," said Myrtle, pointing vaguely toward the sink in front of her toilet.
"V very well," he said. "I'll - I'll be in my office, getting getting ready."
together, but it made no difference, his hair simply grew that way -- all over the place.
Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive. He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice. This man's name was Albus Dumbledore.
"Professor," he started again after a moment. "The Sorting Hat told me Id -- Id have done well in Slytherin. Everyone thought I was Slytherin's heir for a while ... because I can speak Parseltongue ....
"Yes," said Dumbledore. "He'll have that scar forever."
"So -- have you stopped the attacks yet?" he sneered. "Have you caught the culprit?"
"It only put me in Gryffindor," said Harry in a defeated voice, "because I asked not to go in Slytherin . . . ."
"All students will return to their House common rooms by six o'clock in the evening. No student is to leave the dormitories after that time. You will be escorted to each lesson by a teacher. No student is to use the bathroom unaccompanied by a teacher. All further Quidditch training and matches are to be postponed. There will be no more evening activities."
Music was coming from somewhere. Riddle whirled around to stare down the empty Chamber. The music was growing louder. It was eerie, spine-tingling, unearthly; it lifted the hair on Harry's scalp and made his heart feel as though it was swelling to twice its normal size. Then, as the music reached such a pitch that Harry felt it vibrating inside his own ribs, flames erupted at the top of the nearest pillar.,