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The Chamber of Secrets
Hishairwasn’tassleekasusual;itseemedhehadbeenupmostofthenight,patrollingthefourthfloor.
"Markmywords,"hesaid,usheringthemaroundacorner. "ThefirstwordsoutofthosepoorPetrifiedpeople’smouthswillbeItwasHagrid. ’Frankly,I’mastoundedProfessorMcGonagallthinksallthesesecuritymeasuresarenecessary."
"Iagree,sir,"saidHarry,makingRondrophisbooksinsurprise.
"Thankyou,Harry,saidLockhartgraciouslywhiletheywaitedforalonglineofHufflepuffstopass. "Imean,weteachershavequiteenoughtobegettingonwith,withoutwalkingstudentstoclassesandstandingguardallnight..."
"That’sright,"saidRon,catchingon. "Whydon’tyouleaveushere,sir,we’veonlygotonemorecorridortogo—"
"Youknow,Weasley,IthinkIwill,"saidLockhart. "Ireallyshouldgoandpreparemynextclass—"
Andhehurriedoff.
"Preparehisclass,"Ronsneeredafterhim."Gonetocurlhishair,morelike."
TheylettherestoftheGryffindorsdrawaheadofthem,thendarteddownasidepassageandhurriedofftowardMoaningMyrtle’sbathroom. Butjustastheywerecongratulatingeachotherontheirbrilliantscheme.
"Potter!Weasley!Whatareyoudoing?"
ItwasProfessorMcGonagall,andhermouthwasthethinnestofthinlines.
"Wewere-wewere-"Ronstammered."Weweregoingto-togoandsee—"
"Hermione,"saidHarry. RonandProfessorMcGonagallbothlookedathim.
