Гарри Поттер и тайная комната

           "Whatwasthepointofsendingusinthere? Whathavewefoundout,I’dliketoknow?" 

           "ThatHagridneveropenedtheChamberofSecrets,"saidHarry,throwingthecloakoverRonandproddinghiminthearmtomakehimwalk. "Hewasinnocent." 

           Rongavealoudsnort. Evidently,hatchingAragoginacupboardwasn’thisideaofbeinginnocent. 

           AsthecastleloomednearerHarrytwitchedthecloaktomakesuretheirfeetwerehidden,thenpushedthecreakingfrontdoorsajar. Theywalkedcarefullybackacrosstheentrancehallandupthemarblestaircase,holdingtheirbreathastheypassedcorridorswherewatchfulsentrieswerewalking. AtlasttheyreachedthesafetyoftheGryffindorcommonroom,wherethefirehadburneditselfintoglowingash. Theytookoffthecloakandclimbedthewindingstairtotheirdormitory. 

           Ronfellontohisbedwithoutbotheringtogetundressed. Harry,however,didn’tfeelverysleepy. Hesatontheedgeofhisfourposter,thinkinghardabouteverythingAragoghadsaid. 

           Thecreaturethatwaslurkingsomewhereinthecastle,hethought,soundedlikeasortofmonsterVoldemort-evenothermonstersdidn’twanttonameit. ButheandRonwerenoclosertofindingoutwhatitwas,orhowitpetrifieditsvictims. EvenHagridhadneverknownwhatwasintheChamberofSecrets. 

           Harryswunghislegsupontohisbedandleanedbackagainsthispillows,watchingthemoonglintingathimthroughthetowerwindow. 

           Hecouldn’tseewhatelsetheycoulddo.Theyhadhitdeadendseverywhere;