the twins that lived marauders era react

nothing to tell/ 3rd horcrux

[Harry turns a corner and discovers Nearly Headless Nick, petrified with his head partially detached and floating in place. On the floor just a few feet away is Justin Finch-Fletchey, also petrified. Harry kneels down to examine his stiff body. As he does so, Filch walks out of a doorway behind him.]

"Uh oh" Barty whispered.

Filch: Caught in the act. [Harry turns around at the sound of his voice] I'll have you out this time, Potter. Mark my words. [grins wickedly and walks away]

"I'll never understand why that man even works here, he has no magic he shouldn't even know the world" Peter scoffed amilla groaned as she had to start a new notepad already filling the first three "told you she needed more" Mia leaned back whispering to Sirius.

Harry: No, Mr. Filch! Y-y-you don't understand-- [breaks off as something else catches his eye; he looks to see another group of spiders scurrying away over the wall and out a window; as he walks to the window, watching the spiders, Filch returns, accompanied by Professor McGonagall; she gasps in shock at the sight of Justin and approaches him, then glances from his body to Harry] Professor. I swear, I didn't.

Professor McGonagall: This is out of my hands, Potter. [she and Harry then walk to an opening containing a griffin statue, the entrance to Professor Dumbledore's office] Professor Dumbledore will be waiting for you. [she gestures towards the statue; Harry approaches] Sherbet Lemon. [she opens her hands at the statue; the statue rotates clockwise and rises, and a staircase comes out of the floor, also rising in a clockwise fashion; Harry steps onto the staircase, stepping towards a door as the statue comes to a stop]

[Dumbledore's office is filled with sleeping wizard portraits and various strange instruments. Harry enters the room.]

Harry: Professor Dumbledore? [he walks into the center of the room, where he sees the Sorting Hat sitting on a shelf.]

"Questioning your house now are we?" Evan scoffed.

Sorting Hat: Bee in your bonnet, le- uh Potter?

"What did he almost call him?" James asked "that Hat never messes up" Someone spoke.

Harry: I - I was just wondering if you put me in the right house.

Sorting Hat: Yes... you were particularly difficult to place, but I stand by what I said last year... you would have done well... in Slytherin just as young Mia has.

Harry: You're wrong.[Harry then turns to the other side of Dumbledore's desk. Sitting on a perch is a large scarlet bird, which is looking sickly. Suddenly, the bird explodes in flames, leaving behind a pile of ash. Harry is stunned.]

"Snappy" Evan snorted "why did the bird just explode"  a first year asked "just watch" Mia sighed.

Professor Dumbledore: Harry. [he is standing at the top of a staircase]

Harry: Professor, sir... your bird... there was nothing I could do... he just caught fire...

"They even mention phoenixs in the first year book" Regulus whined "I'm a 5th year and I didn't even know about them" A Hufflepuff boy spoke "Lewis you can't even spell your last damn name and you can hear every word in it LEW-IS so trust me no one is surprised" Severus snapped.