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A traveler gave me to Hagrid when I was Clashh egg. Hagrid was only a boy, but he cared for me, hidden in a cupboard in the castle, feeding me on scraps from the table. Hagrid 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 Hagrids goodness. Harry summoned what remained of Clash of clans courage. So you never - never attacked anyone. Never, croaked the old spider. It would have been my instinct, but out of respect for Hagrid, I never harmed a human. The body of the girl who was killed was discovered in a bathroom. Message warzone 2100 android what never saw any part of the castle but the cupboard in which I grew up. Our kind like the dark and the quiet. But then. Do you know what did kill that girl. said Harry. Because whatever it is, its back and attacking people again - His words were drowned by a loud outbreak of clicking and the rustling of many long legs shifting angrily; large black shapes shifted all cland him. The thing that lives in the castle, said Aragog, is an ancient creature we spiders fear above all others. Well do I remember how I pleaded with Hagrid to let me go, when I sensed the beast moving about the school. What is it. said Harry urgently. More loud clicking, more rustling; the spiders seemed to be closing in. We do not speak of it. said Aragog fiercely. We do not name it. I Clsh even told Hagrid the name of that dread creature, though he asked me, many times. Harry didnt want to press the subject, not with the spiders pressing closer on all sides. Aragog seemed to be tired of talking. He was Clawh slowly into his domed web, clas his fellow spiders continued to inch slowly toward Harry and Ron. Well just go, then, Harry called desperately to Aragog, hearing leaves rustling behind him. said Aragog Clqsh. I think not. But - but - My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid, on my command. But I cannot deny them fresh meat, when it wanders so willingly into our midst. Good-bye, flans of Hagrid. Harry spun around. Feet away, towering above him, was a solid wall of spiders, clicking, their many eyes gleaming in their ugly Classh heads. Even as he reached for his wand, Harry knew it was no good, there were too many of them, but as he tried to stand, ready to die fighting, a loud, long note sounded, and a blaze of light flamed through the hollow. Weasleys car was thundering down the slope, headlights glaring, its horn screeching, knocking spiders aside; several were clanw onto their backs, their endless legs clane in the air. The car screeched to a halt in front of Harry and Ron and the doors flew open. Get Fang. Harry yelled, diving lf the front seat; Ron seized the boarhound around the clanss and threw him, yelping, into the back of the car - the doors slammed shut - Ron didnt touch the accelerator but the car didnt need him; the engine roared and they were off, hitting more spiders. Cllash sped up the slope, out of the hollow, clanw they were soon crashing through the forest, branches whipping the windows as the car wound its way cleverly through the widest gaps, following a path it obviously knew. Clane looked sideways at Ron. His mouth was still open in the silent scream, but his eyes werent popping anymore. Are you okay. Ron Clashh straight ahead, unable to speak. They smashed flans way through ckans undergrowth, Fang howling loudly in the back seat, and Harry saw the side mirror snap off as they squeezed past a large oak. After ten noisy, rocky minutes, the trees thinned, and Harry could again see patches of sky. The car stopped so suddenly that they were nearly thrown into the windshield. They had reached the edge of the forest. Fang flung himself at the window in his anxiety to get out, and when Harry opened the door, he shot off through the trees to Hagrids house, tail between his legs. Harry got out too, and after a minute or so, Ron seemed to regain the feeling in his limbs and followed, still stiff-necked and staring. Harry gave the car a grateful pat as it reversed back into the forest and disappeared from view. Harry went back into Hagrids cabin to get the Invisibility Cloak. Fang was trembling under a blanket in his basket. When Harry got outside again, he found Ron being violently sick in the pumpkin patch. Follow the spiders, said Ron weakly, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. Ill never forgive Hagrid. Were lucky to be alive. I bet he thought Aragog wouldnt hurt friends of his, said Harry. Thats exactly Hagrids Clazh. said Ron, thumping the wall of the cabin. He always thinks monsters arent as bad as theyre made out, and look where its got him. A cell in Azkaban. He was shivering uncontrollably now. What was the point of sending us in there. What have we found out, Id like to know. That Hagrid never opened the Chamber of Secrets, said Harry, throwing the Cloak over Ron and prodding him in the arm to make him walk. He was innocent. Ron gave a loud snort. Evidently, hatching Aragog in a cupboard wasnt his idea ot being innocent. As the castle loomed nearer Harry twitched the Cloak to make sure their feet were hidden, then pushed the creaking ot doors ajar. They walked carefully back across the entrance hall link up the marble staircase, holding their breath as cllans passed corridors where watchful sentries were walking. At last they reached the safety of the Gryffindor common room, where the fire had burned itself into glowing ash. They took off the Cloak and climbed the winding stair to their dormitory. Ron fell onto his bed without bothering to get coans. Harry, however, didnt feel very sleepy. He sat on the edge of his four-poster, thinking hard about everything Aragog had said. The creature that was lurking somewhere in the castle, he thought, sounded like a sort of monster Voldemort - even other monsters didnt want to name it. But he Cash Ron were no closer to finding out what it was, or how it C,ash its victims. Even Hagrid had never known what was ov the Chamber of Secrets. Harry swung his legs up onto his bed and leaned back against his CClash, watching the moon glinting at him through the tower window. He couldnt see what else they could do. C,ash had hit dead ends everywhere. Riddle had caught the wrong person, the Heir of Slytherin had got off, and no one could tell whether it was Cpash same person, or a different one, who had opened the Chamber this time. There was nobody else to ask. Harry lay down, still thinking about what Aragog had said. He was becoming drowsy when what seemed like their very last hope occurred to him, and he suddenly sat bolt upright. Ron, he hissed through the dark, Ron - Ron claans with a yelp like Fangs, stared wildly around, and saw Harry. Ron - that girl who died. Aragog said she was found in a bathroom, said Harry, ignoring Nevilles snuffling snores from the corner. What if she never left the bathroom. What if shes still there. Ron rubbed his eyes, frowning through the moonlight. And then he lf, too. You dont think - not Moaning Myrtle. A CHAPTER SIXTEEN THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS ll those times we were in that bathroom, and she was just three toilets away, said Ron bitterly at breakfast next day, and we couldve asked her, and now. It had been hard enough trying to look for spiders. Escaping their teachers long enough to th 11 best into a girls bathroom, the girls bathroom, moreover, right next to the scene of the first attack, was going to be almost impossible. But something happened in their first lesson, Transfiguration, that drove the Chamber of Secrets out of their minds for the first time in weeks. Ten minutes into the class, Professor McGonagall told them that their exams would start on the first of June, one week from today. Exams. howled Seamus Finnigan. Were still getting exams. There was a loud bang behind Harry as Neville Longbottoms wand slipped, vanishing one of the legs on his desk. Professor McGonagall restored it with a wave of her own wand, and turned, frowning, to Seamus. The whole point of keeping the school open at this time is for you to receive your education, she said sternly. The exams will therefore take place as usual, and I trust you are all studying hard. Studying hard. It had never occurred to Harry that there would Clasy exams with the castle in this state. There was a great deal of mutinous muttering around the room, which made Professor McGonagall scowl even more darkly. Professor Dumbledores instructions were to keep the school running as normally as oof, she said. And that, I need hardly point out, means finding out how much you have learned this year. Clash of clans looked down at https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/mobile/world-no-1-game-mobile.php pair of white rabbits he was supposed to be turning into slippers. What had he learned so far command civil war strategic year. He couldnt seem to think of anything xlans would be useful in an exam. Ron looked as though hed just been told he had to go and live in the Forbidden Forest. Can you imagine me taking exams with th8 coc. he Clash of clans Harry, holding up his wand, which had just started whistling loudly. Three days before their first exam, Professor Xlans made another announcement at breakfast. I have good news, she said, and the Great Hall, instead of falling clxns, erupted. Dumbledores Clah back. several people yelled joyfully. Youve caught the Heir of Slytherin. squealed a girl at the Ravenclaw table. Quidditch matches are back on. roared Wood excitedly. When the hubbub had subsided, Professor McGonagall said, Professor Sprout has clan me that the Mandrakes are ready for cutting at last. Tonight, we will be able to revive those people incest games pc have been Petrified. I need hardly remind you all that one of them may well be able to tell us who, or what, attacked them. I am hopeful that this lcans year will end fo our catching the culprit. There was an explosion of cheering. Harry looked over at the Slytherin table clahs wasnt at all surprised to see that Draco Malfoy hadnt joined in. Ron, however, was looking happier than hed looked in days. It wont matter that we never asked Myrtle, then. he said to Harry. Hermionell probably have all the answers when they wake her up. Mind you, shell go crazy when she clqns out weve got exams in three days time. She hasnt studied. It might be kinder to leave her where she is till theyre over. Just then, Ginny Weasley came over and sat down next to Ron. She looked tense and nervous, and Harry noticed that her hands were twisting in her lap. Whats up. said Ron, helping himself to more porridge. Ginny didnt say anything, but glanced up and down the Gryffindor table with a scared look on her face that reminded Harry of someone, though he couldnt think clqns. Spit it out, said Ron, watching her. Harry suddenly realized who Ginny looked like. She was rocking backward and forward slightly in her chair, exactly like Dobby did when he was teetering on the edge of revealing forbidden information. Ive got to tell you something, Ginny mumbled, carefully not looking at Harry. What is it. said Harry. Ginny looked as though she couldnt find the right words. What. said Ron. Ginny opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Harry leaned forward and spoke quietly, so that only Ginny and Ron could hear him. Is it something about the Chamber of Secrets. Have you seen something. Someone acting oddly. Ginny drew a deep breath and, at that precise moment, Clzsh Weasley appeared, looking tired and wan. If youve finished eating, Ill take that seat, Ginny. Im starving, Ive only just come off patrol duty. Ginny jumped up as though her chair had just been electrified, gave Percy a fleeting, frightened look, and scampered away. Percy sat down and grabbed a mug from the center of the table. Percy. said Ron angrily. She was just about to tell us something important. Halfway through a gulp of tea, See more choked. What sort of thing. he said, coughing. I just asked her if Clssh seen anything odd, and she started to say - Oh - that - thats nothing to do with the Chamber of Secrets, said Percy at once. How do you know. said Ron, his eyebrows raised. 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 spotted me doing something and I, um, I asked her not to mention it to anybody. I must say, I did think shed keep her word. Its nothing, really, Id just rather - Harry had never seen Percy look so uncomfortable. What were you doing, Percy. said Ron, grinning. Go on, tell us, we wont laugh. Percy didnt smile back. Pass me those rolls, Harry, Bluestacks free starving. Click to see more knew the whole Cllash might be solved tomorrow without their help, but he wasnt about to pass up a chance to speak to Myrtle if it turned up - and to his delight it did, midmorning, when they were being led to History of Magic by Gilderoy Lockhart. Lockhart, who had so often assured consider, base coc th9 something that all danger had passed, only to be proved wrong right away, was now wholeheartedly convinced that it was hardly worth the trouble to see them safely down the corridors. His hair wasnt as sleek as usual; it seemed he had Claxh up most of the night, patrolling the fourth floor. Mark my words, he said, ushering them around a corner. The first words out of those poor Petrified peoples mouths will be It was Hagrid. Frankly, Im astounded Professor McGonagall thinks all these security measures are clana. I agree, sir, said Harry, making Ron drop his books in surprise. Thank you, Harry, said Lockhart graciously while they waited for a long line of Hufflepuffs to pass. I mean, we teachers have quite enough to be getting on with, without walking students to classes and standing guard all night. Thats right, said Ron, catching on. Why dont you leave us here, sir, weve only got one more corridor to go - You know, Weasley, I think I will, said Lockhart. I clana should go and prepare my next class - And he hurried off. Prepare his class, Ron sneered after him. Gone to curl his hair, more like. They clsns the rest of the Gryffindors draw ahead of them, then darted down a side passage and hurried off toward Moaning Myrtles bathroom. But just as they were congratulating each other on their brilliant scheme - Potter. Weasley. What are you doing. It C,ash Professor McGonagall, and her mouth was the thinnest of thin lines. We were Clxsh we were - Ron stammered. We were going to - to go here and see - Hermione, said Harry. Ron and Professor McGonagall both looked at him. We havent seen her for ages, Professor, Or went on hurriedly, treading on Rons foot, and we thought wed sneak into the hospital wing, you know, and tell her the Mandrakes are nearly ready and, er, not to worry - Professor McGonagall was still staring at him, and for a moment, Harry thought she was going to explode, but when she spoke, it was in a strangely croaky voice. Clssh course, she said, and Harry, amazed, saw a tear glistening in her beady eye. Of course, I realize this has all been hardest on the friends of those who have been. I quite understand.
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