The Chamber of Secrets Pt 7

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*The next day, the four friends walked together as Harry explained what happened last night.*

Harry: It was Hagrid. Hagrid opened the Chamber of Secrets 50 years ago.

Damian: It can't be Hagrid. It just can't be.

Ron: We don't even know this Tom Riddle. He sounds like a dirty, rotten snitch.

Harry: The monster had killed somebody, Ron. What would any of us have done?

Hermione: Look, Hagrid's our friend. Why don't we just go and ask him about it?

Ron: That would be a cheerful visit. "Hello, Hagrid. Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?"

*As Ron spoke, Hagrid walked up behind them.*

Hagrid: Mad and hairy? You wouldn't be talking about me, now, would you?

*The four of them jumped when Hagrid spoke up.*

Ron/Hermione/Harry/Damian: No.

Harry: What's that you've got, Hagrid?

Hagrid: It's Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent. For the Mandrakes, you know. Now, according to Professor Sprout and Miss Isley, they've still got a bit of growing to do. But once their acne's cleared up, we'll chop them up and stew them...and then we'll get those people down at the hospital un-Petrified. In the meantime, though, you four...had best be looking after yourselves. All right?

*They nodded. Hagrid then walked back into the castle and walked right past Neville who was running.*

Hagrid: Hello, Neville.

Neville: Harry, I don't know who did it, but you'd better come. Come on!

*They all followed Neville back to the common room to see everything trashed and ripped to shreds. Harry got down and looked through everything to see if the diary was still there.*

Hermione: It had to be a Gryffindor. Nobody else knows our password.

Damian: Unless it wasn't a student.

Ron: Whoever it was, they must have been looking for something.

Harry: And they found it. Tom Riddle's diary is gone.

*They all shared a look that seemed to be a worried one. Few days later came the quidditch game. For some reason, Damian wasn't there. Harry found it odd. But nonetheless, Oliver got his teammates ready.*

Oliver: All right, listen up. We play our game, Hufflepuff doesn't stand a chance. We're stronger, quicker and smarter.

Fred: Not to mention they're dead scared that Harry will Petrify them...if they fly anywhere near him.

Oliver: Well, that too.

*The walked out into the field and were stopped by McGonagall.*

Oliver: Professor McGonagall.

McGonagall: This match has been canceled.

Oliver: We can't cancel Quidditch.

McGonagall: Silence, Wood. You and your teammates will go to Gryffindor Tower. Now. Potter, you and I will find Mr. Weasley. There's something the both of you have to see.

*Harry seemed a bit nervous to what she wanted to show him and Ron.*

Harry: But what about Damian?

McGonagall: I've already informed him about it. Now follow me.

*They went off to find Ron. She then took them to the hospital wing.*

McGonagall: I warn you. This could be a wee bit of a shock.

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