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"Well," said Dumbledore finally, "that's that. We've no business staying here. We may as well go and join the celebrations."
"She's still alive," said Riddle. "But only just."
Something very hard and heavy thudded onto the top of Harry's head, almost knocking him out. Stars winking in front of his eyes, he grabbed the top of the hat to pull it off and felt something long and hard beneath it.
But was this dying? Instead of going black, the Chamber seemed to be coming back into focus. Harry gave his head a little shake and there was Fawkes, still resting his head on Harry's arm. A pearly patch of tears was shining all around the wound -- except that there was no wound
"Mark my words," he said, ushering them around a corner. "The first words out of those poor Petrified people's mouths will be It was Hagrid.' Frankly, I'm astounded Professor McGonagall thinks all these security measures are necessary."
"Only because you're too -- well -- noble to use them."
So it was. Patched, frayed, and dirty, the hat lay motionless at Harry's feet.
There was a loud, explosive spitting sound right above him, and then something heavy hit Harry so hard that he was smashed into the wall. Waiting for fangs to sink through his body he heard more mad hissing, something thrashing wildly off the pillars
"Hagrid has never sent men into our hollow before," he said slowly.
"I - well, I -"sputtered Lockhart.
the other hand, I would advise you, Lucius, not to go giving out any more of Lord Voldemort's old school things. If any more of them find their way into innocent hands, I think Arthur Weasley, for one, will make sure they are traced back to you ......
"Well, er, if you must know, Ginny, er, walked in on me the other day when I was - well, never mind - the point is, she spot
They listened. Some distance to their right, the something big was snapping branches as it carved a path through the trees.
The elf's ugly brown face split suddenly into a wide, toothy smile.
"TG and get it out," Ron whispered, shifting his chair so that he blocked Harry from Madam Pomfrey's view.
Harry slid down the wall. He gripped the fang that was spreading poison through his body and wrenched it out of his arm. But he knew it was too late. White-hot pain was spreading slowly and steadily from the wound. Even as he dropped the fang and watched his own blood soaking his robes, his vision went foggy. The Chamber was dissolving in a whirl of dull color.
is my good friend, and a good man. When I was discovered, and blamed for the death of a girl, he protected me. I have lived here in the forest ever since, where Hagrid still visits me. He even found me a wife, Mosag, and you see how our family has grown, all through Hagrid's goodness ......;