'What's going on here? What's going on?'
Attracted no doubt by Malfoy's shout, Argus Filch came shouldering his way through the crowd. Then he saw Mrs Norris and fell back, clutching his face in horror.
'My cat! My cat! What's happened to Mrs Norris?' he shrieked. And his popping eyes fell on Harry.
'You!' he screeched, 'You! You've murdered my cat! You've killed her! I'll kill you! I'll –'
'Argus!'
Dumbledore had arrived on the scene, followed by a number of other teachers. In seconds, he had swept past Harry, Ron, Hermionem, Amelia, and detached Mrs Norris from the torch bracket.
'Come with me, Argus,' he said to Filch. 'You too, Mr Potter, Mr Weasley, Miss Granger, Miss Potter.'
Lockhart stepped forward eagerly.
'My office is nearest, Headmaster – just upstairs – please feel free –'
'Thank you, Gilderoy,' said Dumbledore.
The silent crowd parted to let them pass. Lockhart, looking excited and important, hurried after Dumbledore; so did Professors McGonagall and Snape.
As they entered Lockhart's darkened office there was a flurry of movement across the walls; Harry saw several of the Lockharts in the pictures dodging out of sight, their hair in rollers. The real Lockhart lit the candles on his desk and stood back. Dumbledore laid Mrs Norris on the polished surface and began to examine her. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Amelia exchanged tense looks and sank into chairs outside the pool of candlelight, watching.
The tip of Dumbledore's long, crooked nose was barely an inch from Mrs Norris's fur. He was looking at her closely through his
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Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1
FanfictionPlease read my first book, Amelia Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. PART 1 and PART 2 first or none of the following will make sense. Thank you. This story is marked CREATIVE COMMONS ATTRIBUTION not becouse I wish for people to rewrite my work but b...
