Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1

Cornelius Fudge

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Amelia had always known that Hagrid had an unfortunate liking for large and monstrous creatures(though Amelia would never believe of them as monsters). During their first year at Hogwarts he had tried to raise a dragon in his little wooden house, and it would be a long time before they forgot the giant, three-headed dog he'd christened 'Fluffy'. And if, as a boy, Hagrid had heard that a monster was hidden somewhere in the castle, Harry was sure he'd have gone to any lengths for a glimpse of it. He'd probably thought it was a shame that the monster had been cooped up so long, and thought it deserved the chance to stretch its many legs; Harry could just imagine the thirteen-year- old Hagrid trying to fit a lead and collar on it. But he was equally certain that Hagrid would never have meant to kill anybody.

Harry half-wished he hadn't found out how to work Riddle's diary. Again and again Ron and Hermione made him recount what he'd seen, until he was heartily sick of telling them and sick of the long, circular conversations that followed.

'Riddle might have got the wrong person,' said Hermione. 'Maybe it was some other monster that was attacking people ...'

'How many monsters d'you think this place can hold?' Ron asked dully.

'My guess? A lot' said Amelia as she strached Sharptooh under the chin.

'We always knew Hagrid had been expelled,' said Harry miserably. 'And the attacks must've stopped after Hagrid was kicked out. Otherwise, Riddle wouldn't have got his award.'

Ron tried a different tack.

'Riddle does sound like Percy – who asked him to grass on Hagrid, anyway?'

'But the monster had killed people, Ron,' said Hermione.

'And Riddle was going to go back to some Muggle orphanage if they closed Hogwarts,' said Harry. 'I don't blame him for wanting to stay here ...'

'I don't like the sound of this man, something about him throws me off,' Amelia shuttered.