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He didnt think it was a good idea to tell Ron yet whod been opening the Chamber, not in front of Ginny, anyway. Wheres Lockhart. Back there, said Ron, still looking puzzled but jerking his head up the Syeam toward the pipe. Hes in a bad way. Come and see. Led by Fawkes, whose wide scarlet wings emitted a soft golden glow in the darkness, they walked all the way back to the mouth of the pipe. Gilderoy Lockhart was sitting there, humming placidly to himself. His memorys gone, said Ron. The Memory Charm backfired. Hit him instead of us. Hasnt got a clue who he is, or where he is, or who we are. I told him to come and wait here. Hes a danger to himself. Lockhart peered good-naturedly up at them all. Hello, he said. Odd sort of place, this, isnt it. Do you live here. No, said Ron, raising his eyebrows at Harry. Harry bent down cgoss looked up the long, dark pipe. Have you thought how were going to get back up this. he said to Ron. 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This is just like magic. The chill air was whipping through Harrys hair, and before hed stopped enjoying the ride, it was over - all four of them were hitting the wet floor of Moaning Myrtles bathroom, and as Lockhart straightened his hat, the sink that hid the pipe was Steam down new cross back into place. Myrtle goggled at them. Youre alive, she said blankly to Harry. Theres no need to sound so disappointed, he said grimly, wiping flecks of blood and slime off his glasses. Oh, well. Id just been thinking. if you had died, youd have been welcome to share my toilet, said Myrtle, blushing silver. Urgh. said Ron as they left the bathroom for the dark, deserted corridor outside. Harry. I think Myrtles grown fond of you. Youve got competition, Ginny. But tears were still flooding silently down Ginnys face. Where now. said Ron, with an anxious look at Ginny. Harry pointed. Fawkes was leading the way, glowing gold along the corridor. They strode after him, and moments later, found themselves outside Professor McGonagalls office. Harry knocked and pushed the nea open. F CHAPTER EIGHTEEN DOBBYS REWARD or a moment there was silence as Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Lockhart stood in the doorway, covered in muck and slime and (in Harrys case) blood. Then there was a scream. Ginny. It was Mrs. Weasley, who had been sitting crying in front of the fire. She leapt to her feet, closely followed by Mr. Weasley, and both of them flung themselves on their daughter. Harry, however, was looking past them. Professor Dumbledore was standing by the mantelpiece, beaming, next to Professor McGonagall, who was taking great, steadying gasps, clutching her chest. Fawkes went whooshing past Harrys ear and settled on Dumbledores shoulder, just as Harry found himself and Ron being swept into Mrs. Weasleys tight embrace. You saved her. You saved her. How did you do it. I think wed all like to know that, said Professor McGonagall weakly. Mrs. Weasley let go of Harry, who hesitated for a moment, then walked over to the desk and laid upon it the Sorting Hat, the ruby-encrusted sword, and what remained of Riddles diary. Then he started telling them everything. For nearly a quarter of an hour he spoke into the rapt silence: He told them about hearing the disembodied voice, how Hermione had finally realized that he was hearing a basilisk in the pipes; how he and Ron had followed the spiders into the forest, that Aragog had told them where the last victim of the basilisk had died; how he had guessed that Moaning Myrtle had been the victim, and that the entrance to the Chamber croxs Secrets might be in her bathroom. Very well, Professor McGonagall prompted him as he paused, so you found out where the entrance was - breaking a hundred school rules into pieces along the way, I might add - but how on earth did you all get jojo steamdb of there alive, Potter. 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I always find that cheers me up, he added, twinkling kindly down at her. You will find that Madam Pomfrey is still awake. Shes just giving out Mandrake juice - I daresay the basilisks victims will be waking up any moment. So Hermiones okay. said Ron brightly. There has been no lasting harm done, Ginny, said Dumbledore. Mrs. Weasley cros Ginny out, and Mr. Weasley followed, still looking deeply shaken. You know, Minerva, Professor Dumbledore said thoughtfully to Professor McGonagall, I think all this merits a good feast. Might I ask you to go and alert the kitchens. Right, said Professor McGonagall crisply, also moving to the door. Ill leave you to deal with Potter and Weasley, shall I. Certainly, said Dumbledore. She left, and Harry and Ron gazed uncertainly at Dumbledore. What exactly had Professor McGonagall meant, deal with them. Surely - surely - they werent about to be punished. I seem to remember telling you both that I would have to expel you mew you broke any more school rules, said Dumbledore. Ron opened his mouth in horror. Which goes to show that the best of us must sometimes eat our words, Dumbledore went on, smiling. You will both receive Special Awards for Services to the School and - let me see - yes, I think two hundred points apiece for Gryffindor. Ron went as brightly pink as Dkwn valentine flowers and closed his mouth again. But one of us seems to be keeping mightily quiet about his part in this dangerous adventure, Dumbledore added. Why so modest, Gilderoy. Harry gave a start. He had completely forgotten about Lockhart. He turned and saw that Lockhart was standing in a corner of the room, still wearing his vague smile. When Dumbledore addressed him, Lockhart looked over his shoulder to see who he was talking to. Professor Dumbledore, Ron said quickly, there was an accident down in the Chamber of Secrets. 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