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Ill ask you three to just nip the rest of them back into their cage.

What do we do now?

Immobulus!

Why is it always me?

I spent the summer devising a whole new Quidditch program.

Were gonna train earlier, harder and longer.

What–? I don’t believe it.

Where you think you’re going, Flint? Quidditch practice.

I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today. Easy, Wood. I’ve got a note.

Uh-oh, I smell trouble.

I, Professor Severus Snape, do hereby give the Slytherin team…

…permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker.

You’ve got a new Seeker. Who?

Malfoy? That’s right.

And that’s not all thats new this year.

Those are Nimbus 2001s. How did you get those?

A gift from Dracos father.

You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best.

At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in.

They got in on pure talent.

No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood.

You’ll pay for that one, Malfoy. Eat slugs!

You okay, Ron?

Say something.

Wow! Can you turn him around, Harry? No, Colin, get out of the way.

Lets take him to Hagrids.

Hell know what to do.

This calls for a specialists equipment.

Nothing to do but wait till it stops, I’m afraid.

Okay, Better out than in.

Who was Ron trying to curse, anyway? Malfoy, He called Hermione…

Well, I don’t know exactly what it means.

He called me a Mudblood.

He did not. Whats a Mudblood?

It means dirty blood. Mudblood’s a foul name for someone who’s Muggle-born.

Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me.

Its not a term one usually hears in civilized conversation.

See, the thing is, Harry, there are some wizards, like the Malfoy family…

…who think they’re better than everyone else because they’re pure-blood.

That’s horrible.

Its disgusting.

And its codswallop to boot. Dirty blood.

Why, there isn’t a wizard alive today that’s not half-blood or less.

More to the point, they’ve yet to think of a spell that our Hermione cant do.

Come here.

Don’t you think on it, Hermione. Don’t you think on it for one minute.

Aye?

Harry, Harry, Harry.

Can you possibly imagine…

…a better way to serve detention…

…than by helping me to answer my fan mail?

Not really.

Fame is a fickle friend, Harry. Celebrity is as celebrity does.

Remember that.

Come.

Come…

…to me.

What? Sorry?

That voice.

Voice?

Didn’t you hear it? What are you talking about, Harry?

I think you’re getting a bit drowsy.

And great Scott, no wonder. Look at the time, We’ve been here nearly four hours.

Spooky how the time flies when one is having fun.

Spooky.

Blood.

I smell blood.

Let me rip you.

Let me kill you.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill! Harry!

Did you hear it? Hear what?

That voice. Voice? What voice?

I heard it first in Lockharts office, And then again just–

Its time.

Its moving. I think its going to kill.

Kill? Harry, wait, Not so fast!

Strange.

I’ve never seen spiders act like that. I don’t like spiders.

Whats that?

The Chamber of Secrets has been opened.

Enemies of the Heir, beware.

Its written in blood.

Oh, no.

It’s Filchs cat.

It’s Mrs. Norris.

Enemies of the Heir, beware.

You’ll be next, Mudbloods.

Whats going on here? Go on, Make way, make way.

Potter?

What are you…?

Mrs. Norris?

You’ve murdered my cat. No. No.

Ill kill you.

Ill kill you! Argus!

Argus, I…

Everyone will proceed to their dormitories immediately.

Everyone except…

…you three.

Ravenclaws, follow me.

Shes not dead, Argus. She has been Petrified.

Ah, Thought so. So unlucky I wasn’t there.

I know exactly the countercurse that could’ve spared her.

But how she has been Petrified, I cannot say.

Ask him. Its him that’s done it.

You saw what he wrote on the wall.

Its not true, sir. I swear, I never touched Mrs. Norris.

Rubbish. If I might, headmaster?

Perhaps Potter and his friends were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

However…

…the circumstances are suspicious.

I, for one, don’t recall seeing Potter at dinner.

I’m afraid that’s my doing, Severus.

You see, Harry was helping me answer my fan mail.

That’s why Ron and I went looking for him, professor.

Wed just found him when he said…

Yes, Miss Granger? When I said I wasn’t hungry.

We were heading back to the common room when we found Mrs. Norris.

Innocent until proven guilty, Severus. My cat has been Petrified.

I want to see some punishment! We will be able to cure her, Argus.

As I understand it, Madam Sprout has a very healthy growth of Mandrake.

When matured, a potion will be made which will revive Mrs. Norris.

And in the meantime…

…I strongly recommend caution…

…to all.