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"
It
was
my
word
against
Hagrid
's
,
Harry
.
Well
,
you
can
imagine
how
it
looked
to
old
Armando
Dippet
.
On
the
one
hand
,
Tom
Riddle
,
poor
but
brilliant
,
parentless
but
so
brave
,
school
prefect
,
model
student
...
on
the
other
hand
,
big
,
blundering
Hagrid
,
in
trouble
every
other
week
,
trying
to
raise
werewolf
cubs
under
his
bed
,
sneaking
off
to
the
Forbidden
Forest
to
wrestle
trolls
...
but
I
admit
,
even
I
was
surprised
how
well
the
plan
worked
.
I
thought
someone
must
realize
that
Hagrid
could
n't
possibly
be
the
Heir
of
Slytherin
.
It
had
taken
me
five
whole
years
to
find
out
everything
I
could
about
the
Chamber
of
Secrets
and
discover
the
secret
entrance
...
as
though
Hagrid
had
the
brains
,
or
the
power
!
"
Only
the
Transfiguration
teacher
,
Dumbledore
,
seemed
to
think
Hagrid
was
innocent
.
He
persuaded
Dippetto
keep
Hagrid
and
train
him
as
gamekeeper
.
Yes
,
I
think
Dumbledore
might
have
guessed
...
Dumbledore
never
seemed
to
like
me
as
much
as
the
other
teachers
did
...
"
"
I
bet
Dumbledore
saw
right
through
you
,
"
said
Harry
,
his
teeth
gritted
.
"
Well
,
he
certainly
kept
an
annoyingly
close
watch
on
me
after
Hagrid
was
expelled
,
"
said
Riddle
carelessly
.
"
I
knew
it
would
n't
be
safe
to
open
the
Chamber
again
while
I
was
still
at
school
.
But
I
was
n't
going
to
waste
those
long
years
I
'd
spent
searching
for
it
.
I
decided
to
leave
behind
a
diary
,
preserving
my
sixteen-year-old
self
in
its
pages
,
so
that
one
day
,
with
luck
,
I
would
be
able
to
lead
another
in
my
footsteps
,
and
finish
Salazar
Slytherin
's
noble
work
.
"
"
Well
,
you
have
n't
finished
it
,
"
said
Harry
triumphantly
.
"
No
one
's
died
this
time
,
not
even
the
cat
.
In
a
few
hours
the
Mandrake
Draught
will
be
ready
and
everyone
who
was
petrified
will
be
all
right
again
--
"
"
Have
n't
I
already
told
you
,
"
said
Riddle
quietly
,
"
that
killing
Mudbloods
does
n't
matter
to
me
anymore
?
For
many
months
now
,
my
new
target
has
been
-
you
.
"
Harry
stared
at
him
.
"
Imagine
how
angry
I
was
when
the
next
time
my
diary
was
opened
,
it
was
Ginny
who
was
writing
to
me
,
not
you
.
She
saw
you
with
the
diary
,
you
see
,
and
panicked
.
What
if
you
found
out
how
to
work
it
,
and
I
repeated
all
her
secrets
to
you
?
What
if
,
even
worse
,
I
told
you
who
'd
been
strangling
roosters
?
So
the
foolish
little
brat
waited
until
your
dormitory
was
deserted
and
stole
it
back
.
But
I
knew
what
I
must
do
.
It
was
clear
to
me
that
you
were
on
the
trail
of
Slytherin
's
heir
.
From
everything
Ginny
had
told
me
about
you
,
I
knew
you
would
go
to
any
lengths
to
solve
the
mystery
-
particularly
if
one
of
your
best
friends
was
attacked
.
And
Ginny
had
told
me
the
whole
school
was
buzzing
because
you
could
speak
Parseltongue
...
"
So
I
made
Ginny
write
her
own
farewell
on
the
wall
and
come
down
here
to
wait
.
