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Come to throw something else at me? Why would I throw something at you?

Don’t ask me, Here I am, minding my own business…

…and someone thinks its funny to throw a book at me.

But it cant hurt if someone throws something at you.

I mean, it’ll just go right through you.

Sure! Lets all throw books at Myrtle because she cant feel it.

Ten points if you get it through her stomach!

Fifty points if it goes through her head!

But who threw it at you, anyway? I don’t know. I didn’t see them.

I was just sitting in the U-bend, thinking about death…

…and it fell through the top of my head.

There’s a name in this diary.

Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Tom Marvolo Riddle?

Hang on. I know that name.

Why do I know that name?

Of course. That night I had detention.

My job was to polish the silver in the trophy room.

I remember, because I kept burping up slugs over Tom Riddles trophy.

What was the trophy for? He won an award 50 years ago.

Special services to the school or something.

Fifty years ago? Are you sure?

Yeah, Why?

Don’t you remember what Malfoy told you?

Last time the Chamber was opened-Fifty years ago.

That means-Tom Riddle was here…

…at Hogwarts when it happened.

What if he wrote about what he saw?

Its possible he knew where the Chamber was. How to open it.

Even what sort of creature lives in it.

If so, whoever’s behind these attacks…

…wouldn’t want this diary lying around, would they?

Its a brilliant theory, Hermione, but there’s just one flaw.

There’s nothing written in this diary.

Do you mind?

Tom Marvolo Riddle.

My name…

…is Harry…

…Potter.

Do you know anything…

…about the Chamber of Secrets?

Can you…

…tell me?

Excuse me. Could you tell me whats going on here?

Are you Tom Riddle?

Hello, can you hear me?

Riddle!

Come.

Professor Dumbledore.

Dumbledore?

It is not wise to be wandering around this late hour, Tom.

Yes, professor. I suppose I…

I had to see for myself if the rumors were true.

I’m afraid they are, Tom. They are true.

About the school as well? I don’t have a home to go to.

They wouldn’t really close Hogwarts, would they, professor?

I understand, Tom, but I’m afraid…

…Headmaster Dippet may have no choice.

Sir, if it all stopped, if the person responsible was caught…

Is there something…

…you wish to tell me?

No, sir, Nothing.

Very well, then. Off you go.

Good night, sir.

Lets get you out of there. Evening, Hagrid.

I’m going to have to turn you in. I don’t think you meant it to kill anyone…

You cant. You don’t understand.

The dead girls parents will be here tomorrow. The least Hogwarts can do…

…is make sure the thing that killed their daughter is slaughtered.

It wasn’t him. Aragog never killed no one. Never.

Monsters don’t make good pets, Hagrid.

Now, stand aside. No!

Stand aside, Hagrid. No!

Cistem Aperio!

Arania Exumai!

Aragog!

Aragog!

I cant let you go.

They’ll have your wand for this, Hagrid. You’ll be expelled.

Hagrid!

Hagrid!