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The Heir of Slytherin
Thesnake’stailthrashed,narrowlymissingHarry,andbeforeHarrycouldshuthiseyes,itturned -Harrylookedstraightintoitsfaceandsawthatitseyes,bothitsgreat,bulbousyelloweyes,hadbeenpuncturedbythephoenix;bloodwasstreamingtothefloor,andthesnakewasspittinginagony.
"NO!"HarryheardRiddlescreaming."LEAVETHEBIRD!LEAVETHEBIRD!THEBOYISBEHINDYOU.YOUCANSTILLSMELLHIM.KILLHIM!"
Theblindedserpentswayed,confused,stilldeadly. Fawkeswascirclingitshead,pipinghiseeriesong,jabbinghereandthereatitsscalynoseasthebloodpouredfromitsruinedeyes.
"Helpme,helpme,"Harrymutteredwildly,"someone-anyone..."
Thesnake’stailwhippedacrosstheflooragain. Harryducked.Somethingsofthithisface.
ThebasiliskhadswepttheSortingHatintoHarry’sarms. Harryseizedit.Itwasallhehadleft,hisonlychance-herammeditontohisheadandthrewhimselfflatontothefloorasthebasilisk’stailswungoverhimagain.
Helpme-helpme-Harrythought,hiseyesscrewedtightunderthehat.Pleasehelpme.
Therewasnoansweringvoice.Instead,thehatcontracted,asthoughaninvisiblehandwassqueezingitverytightly.
SomethingveryhardandheavythuddedontothetopofHarry’shead,almostknockinghimout. Starswinkinginfrontofhiseyes,hegrabbedthetopofthehattopullitoffandfeltsomethinglongandhardbeneathit.
Agleamingsilverswordhadappearedinsidethehat,itshandleglitteringwithrubiesthesizeofeggs.
"KILLTHEBOY!LEAVETHEBIRD!THEBOYISBEHINDYOU.SNIFF-SMELLHIM."
