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Harry Potter and Chamber of Secret

[Vernon's House]
Harry : I can't let you out, Hedwig. I am not allowed to use magic outside of school. Besides, if

uncle Vernon.....
Uncle Vernon : Harry Potter!!!
Harry : Now, you've done it!
Uncle Vernon : I am warning you, if you can't control that bloody bird, it'll have to go.
Harry : But she's bored. If I could only let her out for an hour or two.
Uncle Vernon : Ha! So, you can send secret messages to your freaky little friends ? No sir!! Harry : But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends. Not one! ...all summer. Duddly : Who want to be friends with you?
Uncle Vernon : I should think you'd be a little more grateful, we've raised you since you were a

baby. Given you the food off our table, even let you have dudley's second bedroom, purely

out of the goodness of our hearts!
Aunt Petunia : Not now. It's for when the Masons arrive.
Uncle Vernon : Which should be any minute! Now, let's go over our schedule once again, shall we?

Petunia, when the Masons arrive, you will be?
Aunt Petunia : In the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously to our home.
Uncle Vernon : Good. And Dudley, you will be?
Dudley : I'll be waiting to open the door. (take their coats.)
Uncle Vernon : Excellent! And you?
Harry : I'll be in my bedroom making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.
Uncle Vernon : Too right you will! Without any luck this could be the day I make the biggest deal of

my career....and you will not mess it up!

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Dobby : Harry Potter! Such an honor it is!
Harry : Who are you?
Dobby : Dobby, sir! Dobby, the house elf!
Harry : Not to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house elf in my

bedroom.
Dobby : Oh, yes sir, Dobby understands ! It is just that Dobby has come to tell you. It is difficult,

sir. Dobby wanders where to begin.
Harry : Why don't you sit down?
Dobby : Sit down! Sit down?
Harry : Dobby, shush...I am sorry, I didn't mean to offend you or anything.
Dobby : Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir. But never has he been asked to sit

down by a wizard. like an equal.
Harry : You can't have met many decent wizards then.
Dobby : No, I haven't. But it is an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!
Harry : Stop, Dobby, Dobby, shush Dobby, please stop!
Uncle Vernon : Oh, don't mind that, it's just the cat!
Dobby : Bad Dobby.
Harry : Stop, stop Dobby. Please be quiet. Are you all right!
Dobby : Dobby had to punish himself, sir.
Dobby : almost spoke ill of his family, sir.
Harry : Your Family?
Dobby : The wizard family Dobby serves, sir... Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they

ever knew Dobby was here, oh.... But Dobby had to come, Dobby has to protect Harry Potter. To warn him. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts school Witchcraft and Wizardry this year! There is a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.

Harry : What terrible things? Who's plotting them? Dobby : Ah..I...Can't...Say !!!
Harry : Ok, I understand. You can't say!
Dobby : Don't make mr talk!

Harry : Dobby, Dobby, put the lamp down ! Dobby.
Uncle Vernon : So, when there arrives at the ninth hole....
Harry : Give me the lamp! Dobby, stop.
Dobby : Let me go.
Harry : Get in there and keep quiet!
Uncle Vernon : What the devil are you doing up here?
Harry : I was just....
Uncle Vernon : You just ruined the punch line of my Japanese golfer joke.
Harry : Sorry.
Uncle Vernon : One more sound and you'll wish you'd never been born, boy! And fix that door! Harry : Yes, sir.
Harry : See why I've got to go back? I don't belong here. I belong in your world, Hogwarts. It's the

only place I've got friends.
Dobby : Friends who don't write to Harry Potter?
Harry : Well, I expect they've been... Hang on, how do you know my friends haven't been writing to

me?
Dobby : Harry Potter mustn't angry with Dobby. Dobby hoped ... If Harry Potter thought his friends

had forgotten him ... Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir . ..... Harry : Give me those. Now!

Dobby : No. No.
Harry : Dobby, get back here. Dobby, Please. NO.
Dobby : Harry Potter must say he is not going back to school.
Harry : I can't, Hogwarts is my home.
Dobby : Then, Dobby must do it, sir. For Harry Potter's own good!
Uncle Vernon : It spread as far as the eye could see all over the floor of this building one plumber

said. Look at all the water. The second plumber said, "Yes, and that's just the top of it." Uncle Vernon : I am so sorry. It's my nephew, he is very disturbed! Meting strangers upset him.

that's why I kept him upstairs.

Uncle Vernon : You are never going back to that school. You are never going to see those freaky friends of yours again. Never!

Ron : Hiya, Harry!
Harry : Ron? Fred? George? What are you all doing here?
Ron : Rescuing you, of course! Now, come on, get your trunk!
Ron : Better stand back. Let's go!
Uncle Vernon : What was that?
Aunt Petunia : What's it?
Uncle Vernon : Potter---------!!!
Dudly : Dad, What's going on?
Twins: Go. Go. Go and hurry up.
Dudly : Dad, hurry up.
Ron : Come on . Come on, Harry! Hurry up!
Uncle Vernon : Petunia, he is escaping! I've got you, Harry. Come here. Harry : Let go of me!
Uncle Vernon : No, boy, you and that bloody pigeon aren't going anywhere! Harry : Get off!
Ron : Drive.
Twins : Right! Right!

Uncle Vernon : No, No, No, No.
Dudly : Dad!
Ron : By the way, Harry, Happy birthday!

[Weasley's House]
Twins : Okay, come on. Think it'd be all right if we had some? Yeah, Mom will never know.
Ron : It is not much! But it's home.
Harry : I think it is brilliant!
Mrs.Weasley : Where have you been? Harry, how wonderful to see you, dear. Beds empty, no note,

car gone, You could've be died, you could've been seen. Of course, I don't blame you, Harry,

dear.
Ron : They were starving him, Mom. There were bars on his window.
Mrs.Weasley : You are lucky I haven't put bars on your window. Well, you best hope I don't put bars

on your window, Ronald Weasly. Come on hurry, time for a spot of breakfast. Here we are

hurry. Now tuck in. That's it, There we go.
Ginny : Mom, have you seen my jumper?
Mrs.Weasley : Yes, dear. It was on the cat.
Harry : Hello. What did I do?
Ron : Ginny, She's been talking about you all summer. A bit annoying, really.
Arthur Weasley : Morning, Weasleys!
All : Morning, dad.
Arthur Weasley : What a night, Nine raids. Nine!
Harry : Raids?
Ron : Daddy works in ministry of magic in The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. Dad loves

Muggles. Thinks they are fascinating.
Arthur Weasley : Well now, ah.....and, who are you?
Harry : Oh, sorry, sir. I am Harry, sir. Harry Potter.
Arthur Weasley : Good Lord! Are you really? Well, Ron has told us all about you, of course! When

did he get here?
Mrs. Weasly : This morning. Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last

night.
Arthur Weasly : Did you really? How did it go? I mean, that was very wrong, indeed. Very wrong of

you. Now, Harry. You must know all about muggles. Tell me, what exactly is the function of

a rubber duck? Harry : Oh, Mmm...

Mrs. Weasley : Well, that'll be Errol with the post. Oh, fetch it, will you Percy, please? Percy : Errol.
Ron : he is always doing that.
Percy : Look it's our letters.

Mrs. Weasley : Oh.
Percy : They've sent Harry's as well.
Arthur Weasley : Dumbledore must know you're here, Harry. Doesn't miss the trick that man? Percy : Oh, no, this lot won't come cheap, mom. The spell books alone are very expensive. Mrs. Weasly : We'll manage, there's only one place we are going to get all of this. Diagon Alley.

Here we are, Harry. You go first, Dear.
Ron : But Harry's never traveled by Floo powder, Mom.
Harry : Floo powder?
Mrs. Weasly : Oh, you go first, Ron, so that Harry can see how it's done. Ron : Yes.
Ron : Diagon Alley!

Mrs. Weasly : You see? It's quite easy, dear. Don't be afraid. Come. Come on. In you go. That's it. Mind in your head. That's right. Now, take your Floo powder. That's it, very good. Don't forget to speak very very clearly.

Harry : D-Dia-gon Alley.
Mrs. Weasly : What did he say, dear? Arthur Weasly : D-Dia-gon Alley Mrs. Weasly : I thought he did.

[Knockturn Ally]
Stranger1 : Not lost, are you? My dear.
Harry : I am fine, thank you, I was just going.
Stranger 2 : Come with us. We'll help you find your way back.
Harry : No, please.
Hagrid : Harry?
Harry : Hagrid!?
Hagrid : What do you think you're doing down here? Come on. You're a mess, Harry. Skulking

around Knockturn Alley. Dodgy place. Don' want no one to see you there, people will think

up to no good.
Harry : I was lost. Hang on, what were you doing down there, then?
Hagrid : Me? I was looking for a Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent. They're ruining all the school

cabbages. Hermione : Harry, Hagrid!

Hagrid : Hello, Hermione!
Hermione : It's so good to see you!
Harry : It's great to see you too!
Hermione : What did you do to your glasses? Oculus Reparo.
Harry : I definitely need to remember that one.
Hagrid : You will be all right now then, Harry? Right, I will leave you to it. Hermione : Okay, bye.
Harry : thank you, bye.
Hermione : Come on, everyone been so worried.

[The Book Store]
Mrs. Weasly : Oh, Harry, thank goodness, We'd hoped you'd only gone one grate too far .
Man : Ladies and gentlemen, Mr GILDEROY LOCKHART.
Mrs. Weasly : Ah, here he is!
Ron : Mom fancies him.
Photographer : Make way there please, let me by madam, thank you. Excuse me, little girl. This is

for the Daily Prophet.
Gilderoy Lockhart : It can't be Harry Potter?
Photographer : Harry Potter. Excuse me, madam.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Nice big smile, Harry, together, you and I rate the front page. Ladies and

gentlemen, What an extraordinary moment this is! When young Harry stepped into Flourish and Blotts this morning. To purchase my autobiography. Magical me. Which incidently is currently celebrate its twenty seventh week atop the Daily Prophet best seller list. He had no idea, that he would, in fact be believing with my entire collected works free of charge.

All : Oh....
Gilderoy Lockhart : Now, ladies.
Mrs. Weasly : Harry, now you give me those, let me get them signed. All of you wait outside. That's

it.
Malfoy : I'll bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter? Famous Harry Potter, Can't even go into a

bookshop without making the front page.

Ginny : Leave him alone.
Malfoy : Look. Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend.
Lucius Malfoy : Now, Draco, play nicely. Mr. Potter. Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last. Forgive me,

your scar is legend. As, of course is the wizard who gave it to you.
Harry : Voldemort killed my parents. He was nothing more than a murderer.
Lucius Malfoy : Hmm, you must be very brave to mention his name. Or very foolish. Hermione : Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself
Lucius Malfoy : And you must be Miss Granger. Yes, Draco has told me all about you and your

parents. Muggles, aren't they? Let me see, red hair, vacant expressions, tatty, secondhand

book. You must be the Weasleys.
Aurther Weasly : Children, It's mad in here, let's go outside.
Lucius Malfoy : Well, well, well, Weasley Senior..
Aurther Weasley : Lucius.
Lucius Malfoy : This is time of ministry, Arthur, all those raids? I do hope they're paying you

overtime, But judging by the state of this, I'd say, not, What's the use in being a disgrace to

the name of wizard If they don't even pay you well for it?
Aurther Weasley : We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy . Lucius Malfoy : Clearly, associating with muggles. And I thought your family could sink no lower.

I'll see you at work. Malfoy : See you at school.

[The Station]
Aurther Weasley : 10 : 58. Come on, come on.
Mrs. Weasley : The train will be leaving any moment.
Aurther Weasley : Fred, George, Percy, you first.
Mrs. Weasley : OK.
Aurther Weasley : After you, dear.
Mrs. Weasley : Come on, Ginny. We'll get your seat, hurry.
Harry : Let's go.
Station employee : Ah, what do you two think you are doing?
Harry : Sorry. Lost control of the trolley. Why can't we get through. Ron : I don't know, the gateway has sealed itself for some reason. Harry : The train leaves at exactly eleven clock, we've missed it. Ron : Harry, if we can't through, maybe mom and dad can't get back. Harry : Maybe we just go and wait by the car.
Ron : The car.

[In The Car]
Harry : Ron, I should tell you. Most muggles aren't accustomed to seeing a flying car. Ron : Eh, right.
Harry : OK.
Ron : Oh, no, the Invisibility Booster must be faulty.
Harry : Come on then. Let's go lower. We need to find the train.
Ron : Ok.
Harry : Now all we need to do catch up with the train.
Ron : We can't be far behind.
Harry : Do you hear that?
Ron : We must be getting close.
Harry : Hold on.
Ron : Harry, hold on. Take my hand. Hold on.
Harry : I am trying. Your hands all sweaty.
I think we found the train.

Ron : Yeah. Welcome home! Harry : Up! up!
Ron : It's not working.
Harry : Up! Ron. Mind that tree! Ron : Stop, stop, stop!

My wand....look at my wand.
Harry : Be thankful it's not your neck.
Ron : What's happening?
Harry : I don't know. Come on, go, fast.
Ron : Scabbers, you are OK? The car... Dad is gonna kill me.
Harry : See you, Hedwig. So, a house elf shows up in my bedroom. We can't get through the barrier

to platform nine and three-quarters. We almost get killed by a tree. Clearly someone doesn't want me here this year.

[Hogwats]
Filch : Well, take a good look, lads. This night might well be the last you spend in this castle. Oh,

dear, we are in trouble.
Prof. Snape : You were seen by no less than seven muggles. Do you have any idea how serious this

is? You have risked to exposure four world. Not to mention the damage you inflicted on

Whomping Willow that's been on these grounds since before you were born.
Ron : Honestly, Professor Snape. I think it did more damage to us.
Prof. Snape : Silence!
Prof. Snape : I assure you that were you in Slytherin and your fate rested with me. The both of you

would be on the train home tonight! As it is.
Prof. Dumbledore : They are not.
Harry : Professor Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall.
Prof. Snape : Headmaster. These boys have flouted the Decree for the Restriction of Underage

Wizardry, as such.
Prof. Dumbledore : I am well aware of our bylaws, Severus. Having written quite a few of them

myself. However as head of Gryffindor House. It is for Professor mcgonagall to determine

the appropriate action.
Ron : We'll go and get our stuff then.
Prof. Mcgonagall : What are you talking about, Mr. Weasley?
Ron : You are going to expel us, aren't you?
Prof. Mcgonagall : Not today, Mr. Weasley. But I must impress on both of you the seriousness of

what you have done. I'll be writing to your families tonight. And you'll both receive detention.

[Prof. Sprout's Class]
Prof. Sprout : Morning everyone! Good morning everyone!
All : Good morning, Professor Sprout.
Prof. Sprout : Welcome to greenhouse, three second years. Gather around, everyone. Today, We are

going to re-pot Mandrakes. Who here can tell me the properties of the Mandrake root? Yes,

Miss Granger?
Hermione : Mandrake, or Mandragora is used to return those who have been petrified to their

original state. It is also quite dangerou. The mandrake cry's fatal to anyone who hears it. Prof. Sprout : Excellent. Ten points to Gryffindor. As our mandrakes are still only seedlings. Their

cries won't kill you yet. But they could knock you out for several hours, which is why I given you earmuffs for auditory protections, So could you please put them on right away, quickly. Flaps tight down and watch me closely. You grasp your mandrake firmly. You pull it sharply up out of the pot. Got it? and now you dunk it down into the other pot and pour a little sprinkling of soil to keep him warm. Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs.

Seamus Finnigun : No, Ma'am, he is just fainted. (passed out)
Prof. Sprout : Yes, well, just leave him there. Right, on we go. Plenty pots to go around, Grasp your

mandrake and pull it up!

[The Great Hall]
Mrs. Clearwater : There's nearly Headless Nick.
Headless Nicholas : Hello, Percy! Mrs. Clearwater.
Percy : Hello, sir Nicholas.
Ron : Say it, I am doomed.
Harry : You're doomed.
Colin Creevey : Hi, Harry. I'm Colin Creevey. I'm in Gryffindor, too.
Harry : Hi, Colin. Nice to meet you.
Black Boy : Ron, is that your owl?
Ron : Bloody bird's a menace. Oh, no.
Seamus Finnigun : Look, every one, Weasley's got himself a howler.
Longbottoms : Go on, Ron, I ignored one from my Gran once, it was horrible.
Howler : Ronald weasley! How dare you steal that car? I am absolutely disgusted. Your father is

now facing an inquiry at work. And it's entirely your fault! If you put another toe out of line we'll bring you straight home. Oh and, Ginny dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud.

[Lockhart's Class]
Gilderoy Lockhart : Let me introduce you to your new defense against the dark art teacher. Me.

Gilderoy Lockhart. Order of Merlin, Third Class. Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five-times winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award. But I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at him! Now, be warned. It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind. You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room. Know only that no harm can befall you whilst I am here. I must ask you not to scream. It might provoke them.

Seamus Finnigun : Cornish pixies.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Freshly caught Cornish pixies. Laugh if you will, Mr. Finnegan, but pixies can

be devilish tricky little blighters. Let's see what you make of them. Come on now - round

them up, round them up, they're only pixies. Pixy : You just stay there.

Neville Longbottom : Please, get me down.
Hermione : Get off me,
Harry : Stop, stop, hold still.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Peskipiksi Pesternomi! I'll ask you three to just nip the rest of them back into

their cage.
Ron : What do we do now?

Hermione : Immobulus!
Neville Longbottom : Why is it always me?

[The Quidditch Stadium]
Woods : I spent this summer devising a whole new Quidditch program. We are going to train earlier,

harder, and longer.
Woods : What? I don't believe it. Where do you think you are going, Flint? Flint : Quidditch practice.
Woods : I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today.
Flint : Easy, Wood, I've got note.
Ron : Oh, I smell trouble.

Woods : 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?

Harry : Malfoy?
Malfoy : That's right, and that's not all that's new this yeat.
Ron : Those are Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. How did you get those?
Flint : A gift from Draco's father.
Malfoy : You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best.
Hermione : At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure

talent.
Malfoy : No one asked your opinion. You filthy little Mudblood.
Ron : You will pay for that one, Malfoy, eat slugs!
Hermione : You OK? Ron? Say something.
Colin : Wow, can you turn him around, Harry?
Harry : No, Colin, get out of the way. Let's take him to Hagrid's. He'll know what to do.

[Hagrid's House]
Hagrid : Oops, this calls for a specialist's equipment. Nothing to do but wait till it stops, I am afraid. Harry : OK.
Hagrid : Better out than in, who was Ron trying to curse, anyway?
Harry : Malfoy. He called Hermione. A..., well, I don't know exactly what it means.
Hermione : He called me a mudblood.
Hagrid : He did not.
Harry : What's a mudblood?
Hermione : It means dirty blood. Mudblood's a really foul name for someone who is Muggle-born.

Someone with no magic parents. Someone like me. It's not a term one usually hears in

civilized conversation.
Hagrid : 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. Harry : That's horrible.

Ron : It's disgusting.
Hagrid : And it's codswallop to boot. Dirty blood. Why, there isn't a wizard alive today that is not

halfblood or less. More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can' do. Come here. Don't you think on it, Hermione. Don't you think on it for one minute.

[Lockhart's Office]
Gilderoy Lockhart : Harry, Harry, Harry, can you possibly imagine... A better way to serve the

detention... than by helping me to answer my fan mail? Harry : Not really.

Gilderoy Lockhart : Fame's a fickle friend, Harry. Celebrity is as celebrity does. Remember that. Voice : [Come ... Come to me.... Come to me...]
Harry : What?
Gilderoy Lockhart : Sorry?

Harry : That voice.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Voice?
Harry : Didn't you hear it?
Gilderoy Lockhart : 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. Harry : Spooky.

[The Hallway]
Voice : [Blood. I smell blood, let me rip you, let me kill you. Kill! Kill!]

Hermione : Harry!
Harry : Did you hear it?
Ron : Hear what?
Harry : That voice.
Hermione : Voice? What voice?
Harry : I heard it first in Lockhart office, And then again just ...
Voice : [It's time.]
Harry : It's moving. I think it's going to kill.
Ron : Kill?
Hermione : Harry, wait! Not so fast.
Harry : Strange. I've never seen spiders act like that.
Ron : I don't like spiders. What's that?
Hermione : 'The chamber of secrets has been opened. Enemies of the Heir... beware.' It's written in

blood.
Harry : Oh, no. It's Filch's cat, It's Mrs. Norris.
Malfoy : 'Enemies of Heir, beware.' You'll be the next, mudbloods.
Filch : What's going on here? Go on. Make a way, Make way. Potter? What are you...... Mrs.

Norris? You've murdered my cat. Harry : No. No.

Filch : I'll kill you. I'll kill you!
Prof. Dumbledore : Argus! Argus! Everyone will proceed to dormitories immediately. Everyone

except... you three. Percy : Gryffindors, follow me...

Prof. Dumbledore : She is not dead, Argus. She has been petrified.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Ah, Potter. So unlucky I wasn't there. I know exactly the counter curse that

could've spared her.
Prof. Dumbledore : But how she has been petrified. I can not say.
Filch : Ask him. It's him that's done it. You saw what he wrote on the wall.
Harry : It is not true, sir. I swear. I never touched Mrs. Norris.
Filch : Rubbish.
Prof. Snape : If I might, Headmaster? Perhaps Potter and his friends were simply in the wrong place

at the wrong time. However, the circumstances are suspicious, I, for one, don't recall seeing

Potter at dinner.
Gilderoy Lockhart : I am afraid that's my doing, Severus. You see, Harry was helping me answer

my fan mail.
Hermione : That's why Ron and I went looking for him, professor. We'd just found him when he

said...
Prof. Snape : Yes, Miss. Granger?
Harry : When I said I wasn't hungry. We were heading back to the common room when we found

Mrs. Norris.
Prof. Dumbledore : Innocent until proven guilty, Severus.
Filch : My cat has been petrified. I want to see some punishment!
Prof. Dumbledore : 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.
Hermione : It's a bit strange, isn't it?
Harry : Strange?
Hermione : You hear this voice, a voice only you can hear, and then Mrs. Norris turns up petrified.

It's just strange.
Harry : Do you think I should've told them? Dumbledore and the others? I mean? Ron : Are you mad?
Hermione : No, Harry. Even in the wizarding world, hearing voices isn't a good sign.

Door Picture : She is right, you know.

[Mcgonagall's Class]
Prof. Mcgonagall : Could I have your attention please? Right, now, today, we will be transforming

animals into water goblets. Like so. One, two, three. Vera verto. Now, it's your turn. Well,

who would like to go first? Oh, Mr. Weasley. One, two, three. Vera verto. Ron : Vera verto.

Prof. Mcgonagal : That wand needs replacing, Mr. Weasley. Yes, Mrs Granger.
Hermione : Professor, I was wondering if you can tell us about the chamber of secrets.
Prof. Mcgonagall : Very well. You all knew, of course. Hogwarts was founded over thousands years

ago by the four greatest witches and wizards of the age. Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Now, three of the founders coexisted quite harmoniously. One did not.

Ron : Three guesses who.
Prof. Mcgonagall : Salazar Slytherin wished to be more selective about the students admitted to

Hogwarts. He believed magical learning should be kept within all-magic families. In other words, pure bloods. Unable to sway the others, he decided to leave the school. Now, according to legend, Slytherin had built a hidden chamber in this castle known as the chamber of secrets. Though, shortly before departing, he sealed it. Until that time when his own true Heir returned to the school. The Heir alone would be able to open the chamber. And unleash the horror within, and by so doing to purge the school of all those who in Slytherin's view were unworthy to study magic.

Hermione : Muggle-borns.
Prof. Mcgonagall : Well, naturally, the school has been searched many times. No such chamber has

been found.
Hermione : Professor, what's exactly does legend tell us lies within the chamber?
Prof. Mcgonagall : The chamber is said to be home to something that only the Heir of Slytherin can

control. It is said to be the home of a monster.
Ron : Do you think it is true? Do you think there really is a chamber of secrets?
Hermione : Yes, couldn't you tell? McGonagall's worried. all the teachers are.
Harry : If there really is a chamber of secrets and it really has been opened. That means... Hermione : The Heir of Slytherin has returned to Hogwarts. The question is, who is it?
Ron : Let's think. Who do we know who thinks all muggle-borns are scum?
Hermione : If you're talking about Malfoy....
Ron : Of course, you heard him. "You'll be next Mudbloods!"
Hermione : I heard him. But Malfoy, the Heir of Slytherin?
Harry : Maybe Ron is right, Hermione. I mean, look at his family, The whole lot of them have been

in Slytherin for centuries.
Ron : Crabbe and Goyle must know. Maybe we could trick them into telling.
Hermione : Even they aren't that thick. But there might be another way. Mind you, it would be

difficult. Not to mention we'd be breaking about 50 school rules and it'll be dangerous. Very dangerous.

[The Library]
Hermione : Here it is. Polyjuice Potion. “Properly brewed, the Polyjuice Potion allows the drinker

to transform himself temporarily into the physical form of another."
Ron : You mean, if Harry and I drink that stuff, we'll turn into Crabbe and Goyle? Hermione : Yes.
Ron : Wicked. Malfoy'll tell us anything.
Hermione : Exactly. But it's tricky. I've never seen a more complicated potion. Harry : Eh, how long will it take to make?
Hermione : A month.

Harry : A month? But, Hermione, if Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin, he could attack half muggle- borns in the school by then.

Hermione : I know. But it's the only plan we've got.

[The Quiddich Stadium]
Quiddich Announcer : Another goal for Slytherin! They lead Gryffindor Ninety to thirty. Flint : Yeah!
Malfoy : All right there, Scarhead?
Wood : Watch yourself, Harry!
Harry : Wood, look out!
Hagrid : Blimey! Harry's got himself a rogue Bludger. That's been tampered with, that has. Ron : I'll stop it.
Hermione : No! Even with a proper wand, it's too risky, you could hit Harry.
Malfoy : Training for the ballet, Potter?
You'll never catch me, Potter.
Hermione : Let's go.
Quiddich Announcer : Harry Potter has caught the Snitch. Gryffindor wins!
Hermione : Finite Incantatem!
Harry : Thank you.
Hermione : Are you ok?
Harry : No, I think my arm broke is broken.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Not to worry, Harry. I will fix that arm of yours straightaway.
Harry : No, not you.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Boy doesn't know what he's saying...now this won't hurt a bit. Brackium

Emendo! Ah, yes, well, that can sometimes happen. But the point is you can no longer feel

any pain. And very clearly, the bones are not broken. Hagrid : Broken? There is no bones left.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Much more flexible, though.

[The Infirmary]
Madam Pomfrey : Oh, Mr. Malfoy. Stop making such a fuss. You can go. Out of my way. Out my

way. Should have been brought straight to me. I can mend bones in a heartbeat. But

growing them back.
Hermione : You will be able to, won't you?
Madam Pomfrey : I'll be able to, certainly. But it will be painful. You're in for a rough night, Potter.

Regrowing bones is a nasty business. What do you expect? Pumpkin juice?

Voice : [Kill...Kill...Time to kill...]
Dobby : Hello.
Harry : Dobby?
Dobby : Harry Potter should've listened to Dobby. Harry Potter should've gone back home when he

missed the train.
Harry : It was you, you stopped the barrier from letting Ron and me through.
Dobby : Indeed, yes, sir.
Harry : You nearly got Ron and me expelled.
Dobby : At least you would be away from here. Harry Potter must go home. Dobby thought his

Bludger would be enough to make Harry Potter see...
Harry : Your Bludger? You made that Bludger chase after me?
Dobby : Dobby feels most aggrieved, sir. Dobby had to iron his hands.
Harry : You better clear off before my bones come back, Dobby. Or I might strangle you. Dobby : Dobby is used to death threats, sir. Dobby gets them five times a day at home. Harry : I don't suppose you could tell me why you're trying to kill me?

Dobby : Not kill you, sir. Never kill you. Dobby remembers how it was before Harry Potter triumphed over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. We house-elves were treated like vermin, sir. Of course, Dobby is still treated like vermin. Ah..ah....

Harry : Why do you wear that thing, Dobby?
Dobby : This, sir? It's a mark of the house-elf's enslavement. Dobby can only be freed if his masters

presents him with clothes. Listen. listen! Terrible things are about to happen at Hogwarts.

Harry Potter must not stay here. Now that history is to repeat itself.
Harry : Repeat itself? You mean this has happened before?
Dobby : Eh--I shouldn't have said that. Bad Dobby! Bad!
Harry : Stop it. stop it, Dobby. Tell me, Dobby. When did this happen before? Who is doing it now? Dobby : Dobby can not say, sir. Dobby only wants Harry potter to be safe.
Harry : No, Dobby, tell me. Who is it?
Prof. Mcgonagall : Put him here.
Madam Pomfrey : What happened?
Prof. Dumbledore : There's been another attack.
Prof. Mcgonagall : I think he's been petrified, Madam Pomfrey. Look. Perhaps he managed to take a

picture of his attacker. What can this mean, Albus?
Prof. Dumbledore : It means that our students are in great danger.
Prof. Mcgonagall : What should I tell the staff?
Prof. Dumbledore : The truth. Tell them Hogwarts is no longer safe. It is as we feared, Minerva. The

Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened again.

[The Girl's Lavatory]
Hermione : Again? You mean the chamber of secrets has been opened before?
Ron : Of course. Don't you see? Lucius Malfoy must've opened it when he was at school here. Now

he's taught Draco how to do it.
Hermione : Maybe. We'll have to wait for the Polyjuice potion to know for sure.
Ron : Enlighten me. Why are we brewing this potion in broad daylight in the middle of girl's

lavatory? Don't you think we'll get caught?
Hermione : No. No one ever comes in here.
Ron : Why?
Hermione : Moaning Myrtle.
Ron : Who?
Hermione : Moaning Myrtle.
Ron : Who is Moaning Myrtle?
Myrtle : I am Moaning Myrtle. I wouldn't expect you to know me. Who would ever talk about ugly,

miserable, moping, Moaning Myrtle? Hermione : She is a little sensitive.

[The Great Hall]
Gilderoy Lockhart : Gather round, gather round. Can everybody see me? Can you all hear me?

Excellent. In lights of dark events of recent weeks Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this Dueling club to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves as I myself have done on countless occasions. For full details, see my published works. Let me introduce my assistant, professor Snape. He has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration. Now, I don't want any of you youngsters to worry. You'll still have your Potions master when I'm through with him. Never fear! 1,2,3.

Prof. Snape : Expelliarmus!
Hermione : Do you think he is all right? Ron : Who cares?

Gilderoy Lockhart : An excellent idea to show them that, Professor Snape, but if you don't mind my saying, it was pretty obvious what you were about to do. If I had wanted to stop you it would have been only too easy.

Prof. Snape : Perhaps it would be prudent to first teach the students to block unfriendly spells, professor.

Gilderoy Lockhart : An Excellent suggestion, professor Snape. Let's have a volunteer pair. Potter, Weasley, how about you?

Prof. Snape : Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simpliest spells. We'll be sending Potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox. Might I suggest someone from my own house? Malfoy, Perhaps?

Gilderoy Lockhart : Good luck, Potter. Harry : Thank you, sir.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Wands at the ready. Malfoy : Scared? Potter.

Harry : You wish.
Gilderoy Lockhart : On the count of three. Cast your charms to disarm your opponent. Only to

disarm. We don't want any accidents here. 1,2.. Malfoy : Everte Statum.

Harry : Rictusempra!
Gilderoy Lockhart : I said disarm only.
Malfoy : Serpensortia!
Prof. Snape : Don't move, Potter. I'll get rid of it for you. Gilderoy Lockhart : Allow me, professor Snape. Alate Ascendare! Harry : SAYASASI SYASIHAIS! SYASIHAIS!
Prof. Snape : Vipera Evanesca.
Justin : What are you playing at?

[The Common Room]
Ron : You're a Parselmouth? Why didn't you tell us?
Harry : I am a what?
Ron Weasley : You can talk to snakes?
Harry : I know, I mean I accidentally set a python on my cousin Dudley at the zoo once, once. But

so what? I bet loads of people here can do it.
Hermione : No. They can't. It's not a very common gift, Harry. This is bad.
Harry : What's bad? If I hadn't told that snake not to attack Justin -
Ron : Oh, that's what you said to it.
Harry : You were there, you heard me.
Ron : I heard you speaking Parseltongue. Snake language.
Harry : I spoke a different language? But I didn't realize it. How can I speak a language without

knowing I can?
Hermione : I don't know, Harry, but it soundes like you were egging the snake on or a something.

Harry, listen to me. There is a reason the symbol of Slytherin House is a serpent. Salazar

Slytherin was a Parselmouth. He could talk to snakes too.
Ron : Exactly. Now the whole school's going to think you're his great-great-great-grandson or

something.
Harry : But I am not. It can't be.
Hermione : He lived a thousand years ago. For all we know, you could be. Harry : See you back in common room.

[The Hallway]
Voice : [I want blood. They all must die. Kill. Kill. Kill. Time to kill.]
Filch : Caught in the act! I'll have you out this time, Potter. Mark my words.

Harry : No. Mr. Filch! you don't understand. Professor, I swear I didn't...
Prof. Mcgonagall : This is out of my hands, Potter. Professor Dumbledore will be waiting for you.

Sherbet Lemon.

[Dumbledore's Office]
Harry : Professor Dumbledore?
Magic Hat : Bee in your bonnet, Potter?
Harry Potter : Eh, eh, I was, I was just wondering if you put me in the right house.
Magic Hat : Yes. You were particularly difficult to place. But I stand by what I said last year. You

would've done well in Slytherin. Harry : You are wrong.

Prof. Dumbledore : Harry?
Harry Potter : Professor, sir...Your bird. There was nothing I could do. He just caught fire.
Prof. Dumbledore : Oh, about time too. He's been looking dreadful for days. Pity you had to see

him on a Burning Day. Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. They burst into flame when it is time for them to die and then they are reborn from the ashes. Oh, Fascinating creatures, phoenixes. They can carry immensely heavy loads. Their tears have healing powers.

Hagrid : Professor Dumbledore, sir! Wait! listen! Professor Dumbledore, sir, it wasn't Harry. Prof. Dumbledore : Hagrid.
Hagrid : I'd be prepared to swear it in front of the Ministry of Magic.
Prof. Dumbledore : Hagrid! Relax. I do not believe that Harry attacked anyone.

Hagrid : Of course you don't. Oh...oh, Right...I'll then ...I'll just wait outside, then.
Prof. Dumbledore : Yes.
Harry : You don't think it was me, Professor?
Prof. Dumbledore : No, Harry. I do not think it was you. But I must ask you. Is there something you

wish to tell me?
Harry Potter : No, sir. Nothing.
Prof. Dumbledore : Very well, then. Off you go.

[The Great Hall]
Hermione : Everything is set. We just need a bit of who you're changing into..
Harry : Crabbe and Goyle.
Hermione : We also need to make sure that the real Crabbe and Goyle can't burst in on us while

we're interrogating Malfoy. Ron : How?

Hermione : I've got it all worked out. I filled these with a simple Sleeping Draught. Simple, but powerful. Now, once they are asleep, hide them in the broomstick cupboard and pull out a few of their hairs and put on their uniforms.

Ron : Whose hair are you ripping out, then?
Hermione : I've already got mine. Millicent Bulstrode. Slytherin. I got this off her robes. I am going

to go check on the polyjuice potion. Make sure Crabbe and Goyle find these.

[The Hallway]
Harry : Ron, maybe, maybe I should do it. Ron : Yeah, right.
Harry : Wingardium Leviosa.
Goyle : Cool.
Ron : How thick could you get?
Harry : Come on, let's get them.

[The Girl's Lavatory]
Hermione : We'll have exactly one hour before we change back into ourselves. Add the hairs.

Ron : Erh...essence of Crabbe. Hermione : Cheers.
Ron : I think I am gonna be sick. Hermione : Me too.

Ron Weasley : Harry?
Harry Potter : Ron.
Ron : Bloody hell!
Harry : We still sound like ourselves. You need sound more like Grabbe. Ron : Bloody hell.

Harry : Excellent.
Ron : But where is Hermione?
Hermione : I...I don't think I am going. You go on without me. Harry : Hermione, are you OK?
Hermione : Just go. You're wasting time.
Harry : Come on.

[The Hallway]
Harry : I think Slytherin common room is this way.
Ron : Okay.
Percy : Excuse me.
Ron : What are you doing down.... I mean, what are you doing down here?
Wood : I happen to be a school prefect. You, on the other hand, have no bussiness wandering the

corridors at night.
Wood : What's your name again?

Harry : Eh, I'm....
Malfoy : Crabbe, Goyle. Where have you two been? Pigging out in the Great Hall all this time? Malfoy : Why are you wearing glasses?
Harry : Eh, eh...Reading.
Malfoy : Reading? I didn't know you could read. What are you doing down here, Weasley? Percy : Mind your attitude, Malfoy.

[Slytherin Common Room]
Malfoy : Well, sit down. You'd never know the Weasleys were pure-bloods, the way they behave.

They are an emmbarrasment to the wizarding world. All of them. What's wrong with you,

Crabbe? Ron : Stomachache.

Malfoy : You know, I'm surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't done a report on all these attacks. I suppose Dumbledore's trying to hush it all up. Father always said Dumbledore was the worst thing that's ever happened to this place.

Harry : You're wrong!
Malfoy : What? You think someone here who is worse than Dumbledore? Well? do you?
Harry : Harry Potter?
Malfoy : Good one, Goyle, you're absolutely right. Saint Potter. And people actually think that he's

Heir Slytherin!
Harry : But then you must have some idea who is behind it all.
Malfoy : You know I don't, Goyle. I told you yesterday. How many times do I have to tell you? Is

this yours? But my father did say this. It's been 50 years since the chamber was opened. He wouldn't tell me who opened it. Only that they were expelled. The last time The chamber of Secrets was opened, a mudblood died. So it's only matter of time before one of them's killed this time. As for me I hope it's Granger. What's the matter with you two? You're acting very odd.

Harry : It's his stomachache. Calm down.

Ron : Scar.
Harry : Hair.
Malfoy : Hey, where are you going?

[The Girl's Lavatory]
Ron : That was close.
Harry : Hermione, come out. We've got loads to tell you.
Hermione : Go away
Myrtle : Wait till you see. It's awful.
Harry : Hermione, are you OK?
Hermione : Do you remember me telling you? The polyjuice potion was only for human

transformations? It was cat hair I plucked off Millicent Bulstrode's robes. Look at my face. Ron : Look at your tail.

[The Hallway]
Ron : Have you spoken to Hermione?
Harry : She should be out of hospital in a few days when she stops coughing up fur balls. What's

this? Ron : Yuck.

Harry : Looks like Moaning Myrtle's flooded the bathroom.

[The Girl's Lavatory]
Myrtle : Come to throw something else at me?
Harry : Why would I throw something at you?
Myrtle : Don't ask me. Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to

throw a book at me ......
Ron : But it can't hurt you if someone throws something at you. I mean, it'll just go right through

you.
Myrtle : Sure! Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten points if you can get it

through her stomach! Fifty points if it goes through her head!
Harry : But, Who threw it at you, anyway?
Myrtle : I don't know, I didn't see them. I was just sitting in the U-bend, thinking about death and it

fell right through the top of my head.

[Harry's room]
Harry : Tom Marvolo Riddle. My name is Harry Potter.
Diary : "Hello, Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle"
Harry : Do you know anything about the chamber of secrets?
Diary : "Yes"
Harry : Can you tell me?
Diary : "No." "But I can show you" "Let me take you back fifty years ago" "13th June"

[50years ago]
Harry : Excuse me. Could you tell me what's going on here? Are you Tom Riddle? Hello, can you

hear me?
Prof. Dumbledore : Riddle! Come.
Tom Riddle : Professor Dumbledore.
Harry Potter : Dumbledore.
Prof. Dumbledore : It is not wise to be wandering around this late hour, Tom.
Tom Riddle : Yes, professor, I suppose I...I had to see for myself if the rumors were true. Prof. Dumbledore : I am afraid they are, Tom. They are true.

Tom Riddle : About the school as well? I don't have a home to go to. They wouldn't really close Hogwarst, would they, professor?

Prof. Dumbledore : I understand, Tom. But I am afraid headmaster Dippet may have no choice. Tom Riddle : Sir, if it all stoped, if the person responsible was caught....
Prof. Dumbledore : Is there something you wish to tell me?
Tom Riddle : No, sir. Nothing.

Prof. Dumbledore : Very well, then. Off you go.
Tom Riddle : Goodnight, sir.
Hagrid : Let's get you out of there.
Tom Riddle : Evening, Hagrid. I am going to have to turn you in, Hagrid. I don't think you meant it

to kill anyone... but
Hagrid : You can't, you don't understand.
Tom Riddle : The dead girl's parents will be here tomorrow. The least Hogwarts can do is make sure

that the thing that killed their daughter is slaughtered ......
Hagrid : It wasn't him. Aragog never killed no one, never.
Tom Riddle : Monsters don't make good pets, Hagrid. Now, stand aside.
Hagrid : No!
Tom Riddle : Stand aside, Hagrid.
Hagrid : No!
Tom Riddle : Cistem Aperio! Arania Exumai!
Hagrid : Aragog! Aragog!
Tom Riddle : I can't let you go. They'll have you wand for this, Hagrid. You will be expelled. Harry : Hagrid! Hagrid!
Harry : Wow.

[The Outside]
Harry : It was Hagrid. Hagrid opened the chamber of secrets 50 years ago.
Hermione : It can't be Hagrid. It just can't be.
Ron : We don't even know this Tom Riddle. He sounds like a dirty, rotten snitch to me.
Harry : The monster had killed somebody, Ron. What would any of us have done?
Hermione : Look, Hagrid's our friend. Why don't we just go and ask him about it?
Ron : That would be a cheerful visit. "Hello, Hagrid. Tell us, have you been setting anything mad

and hairy loose in the castle lately?"
Hagrid : Mad and hairy? You wouldn't be talking about me, now, would you?
Harry, Ron : No.
Harry : What's that you've got, Hagrid?
Hagrid : Oh, it's Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent. For the mandrakes, you know. Now, According to

professor Sprout, they've still got a bit grown up to do. But once their acne's cleared up, we'll be able to chop them up and stew them, and then we'll get those people down at the hospital un-petrified. In the meantime, though, you three had best be looking after yourselves. All right? Hello, Neville.

Neville : Harry, I don't who did it, but you'd better come. Come on!

[Harry's Room]
Hermione : It had to be a Gryffindor. Nobody else knows our password. Unless he wasn't a student. Ron : Whoever it was, they must have been looking for something.
Harry : And they found it. Tom Riddle's diary is gone.

[The Quidditch Stadium]
Wood : All right, listen up. We play our game, Hufflepuff doesn't stand a chance. We're Stronger,

quicker, and smarter.
Twins : Not to mention they're dead scared that Harry'll petrify them if they fly anywhere near him.

Wood : Well, that too. Professor mcgonagall.
Prof. Mcgonagall : This match has been canceled.
Wood : You can't cancel Quidditch.
Prof. Mcgonagall : Silence, wood. You and your teammates will go to Gryffindor Tower, now.

Potter, you and I will find Mr. Weasley.

[The Infirmary]
Prof. Mcgonagall : There's someting the both of you have to see. I warn you. This could be a wee

bit of a shock. Ron : Hermione!

Prof. Mcgonagall : She was found near the library alone with this. Does it mean anything to either of you?

Harry : No.

[The Common Room]
Prof. Mcgonagall : Could I have your attention, please? Because of recent events, these new rules

will be put into effect immediately: All students will return to their house common rooms by six o'clock every evening. All students will be escorted to each lesson by a teacher. No exceptions. I should tell you this: unless the culprit behind these attacks is caught. It is likely the school will be closed.

Harry : We've got to talk to Hagrid, Ron. I can't believe it's him. But If he did set the monster loose last time he'll know how to get inside the Chamber of Secrets. That's a start.

Ron : But you heard mcgonagall. We are not allowed to leave the tower except for class. Harry : I think it's the time to get my dad's old cloak out again.

[Hagrid's House]
Hagrid : Who's there? Hello? Hello?
Harry : What's that for?
Hagrid : Oh, nothing, i've being expecting the...,it doesn't matter. Come on in. I Just made a pot of

tea.
Harry : Hagrid, are you OK?

Hagrid : I'm fine. I am all right.
Harry : Did you hear about Hermione?
Hagrid : Oh, yeah, I heard about that, all right.
Harry : Look, we have to ask you something. Do you know who's opened the chamber of secrets? Hagrid : What you have to understand about that is. Quick, under the cloak. Don't say a word. Be

quiet, both of you.
Hagrid : Professor Dumbledor, sir.
Prof. Dumbledore : Good evening, Hagrid. I wonder, could we...?
Hagrid : Of course. Come in, come in.
Ron : That's dad's boss. Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic!
Cornelius Fudge : Bad business, Hagrid, Very bad business. Had to come. Three attacks on Muggle-

borns. Things've gone far enough. The Ministry's got to act.
Hagrid : But I never, You know I never, Professor.
Prof. Dumbledore : I want it understood, Cornelius... that Hagrid has my full confidence.
Cornelius Fudge : Albus Look, Hagrid's record is against him. I've got to take him.
Hagrid : Take me? Take me where? Not Azkaban prison.
Cornelius Fudge : I am afraid we have no choice, Hagrid.
Lucius Malfoy : Already here, Fudge. Good.
Hagrid : what are you doing here? Get out of my house!
Lucius Malfoy : Believe me, I take absolutely have no pleasure being inside your - er You call this a

house? No. I Simply called up the school and was told the headmaster was here.

Prof. Dumbledore : Well, what exactly is it that you want with me?
Lucius Malfoy : The other governors and I decided it's time for you to step aside. This is an Order

of Suspension. You'll find all twelve signatures on it. I'm afraid we feel you've rather lost your touch. Well, what with all these attacks, there'll be no Muggle-borns left at Hogwarts. I can only imagine what an awful loss that would be to the school.

Hagrid : You can't take professor Dumbledore away. Take him away and the muggle-borns won't stand a chance. You mark my words, there'll be killing next!

Lucius Malfoy : You think so.
Prof. Dumbledore : Calm yourself, Hagrid. If the governors desire my removal, I will of course,

step aside. However you will find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who

ask for it.
Lucius Malfoy : Admirable sentiments. Shall we? Fudge!
Cornelius Fudge : Come, Hagrid.
Hagrid : Well, if the.... if anybody was looking for some stuff then all they'd have to do would be to

follow the spiders. Yep. That would be lead them right. That's all I have to say. Oh, and

someone will need to feed Fang while I am away. Cornelius Fudge : Good boy.

Ron : Hagrid is right. With Dumbledor gone, there will be an attack a day. Harry : Look. Come on. Come on, Fang. Come on.
Ron : What ?
Harry : You heard what Hagrid said. "Follow the spiders."

Ron : They're heading to the Dark Forest. Why spiders? Why could'nt it be "Follow the butterflies?"

[Dark Forest]
Ron : Harry, I don't like this. Harry, I don't like this at all.
Harry : Shush!
Ron : Can we go back now?
Harry : Come on.
Aragog : Who is it?
Harry : Don't panic.
Aragog : Hagrid? is that you?
Harry : We are friends of Hagrid's. And you? You are Aragog, aren't you?
Aragog ; Yes. Hagrid has never sent men into our hollow before.
Harry : He is in trouble. Up at the school, there have been attacks. They think it's Hagrid. They

think he opened the chamber of secrets. Like before.
Aragog : That's a lie. Hagrid never opened the chamber of the secrets.
Harry : Then, you are not the monster?
Aragog : No. The monster was born in the castle. I came to Hagrid from a distant land in the pocket

of a traveler. Ron : Harry!

Harry : Shush! But if you are not the monster, then what did kill that girl 50 years ago? Aragog : We do not speak of it. It's an ancient creature we spiders fear above all others. Harry : But have you seen it?
Aragog : I never saw any part of the castle but the box in which Hagrid kept me. The girl was

discovered in a bathroom. When I was accused, Hagrid brought me here. Ron : Harry!

Harry : What?
Ron : Er.....
Harry : Well, thank you. We'll just go.
Aragog : Go? I think not. My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid on my command. But I can

not deny them fresh meat, when it wanders so willingly into our midst. Goodbye, friends of Hagrid.

Ron Weasley : Can we panic now? Know any spells?
Harry : One. But it's not powerful enough for all of them.
Ron : Where is Hermione when you need her?
Harry : Let's go! Arania Exumai! Go! Glad we're out there. Arania Exumai!
Ron : Thanks for that.
Harry : Don't mention it.
Harry : Get us out of here! Now!! Come on! Come on, move faster!! Come on. Go! Get us in the air!
Ron : The flying gear is jammed!
Harry : Come on! Pull!
Ron : I am trying!
Ron : Follow the spiders. Follow the spiders! If Hagrid ever gets out of Azkaban, I will kill him. I

mean what was the point of sending us in there? What have we found out?
Harry : We know one thing. Hagrid never opened the chamber of secrets. He was innocent.

[The Infirmary]
Harry : I wish you were here, Hermione. We need you. Now more than ever.
Ron : What's that?
Harry : Ron. This is why Hermione was in the library the day she was attacked. Come on. "Of many

fearsome beasts that roam our land none is more deadly than the Basilisk. Capable of living for hundreds of years, instant death awaits any who meets this giant serpent's eye. Spiders flee before it." Ron, this is it. The monster in the chamber of secrets is a basilisk. That's why I can hear it speak. It's a snake.

Ron : But if it kills by looking people in the eye, why is it no one's dead?
Harry : Because no one did look it in the eye. Not directly, at least. Colin saw it through his camera.

Justin, Justin must've seen the basilisk through Nearly Headless Nick. Nick got the full blast of it. But he is a ghost, he couldn't die again. And Hermione had the mirror. I bet you she was using it to look around corners in case it came along.

Ron : And Mrs. Norris? I'm pretty sure she didn't have a camera or mirror, Harry.
Harry : The water. There was water on the floor that night. She only saw the Basilisk's reflection.

"Spiders flee before it." It all fits.
Ron : But how's Basilisk been getting around? A dirty great snake . . . Someone would've seen it... Harry : Hermione' answered that too.
Ron : Pipes? It's using the plumbing.

[The Hallway]
Harry : Remember what Aragog said about that girl 50 years ago? She died in a bathroom? What if

she'd never left? Ron : Moaning Myrtle.

Prof. Macgonagall : All students are return to their House dormitories at once. All teachers to the second floor corrider immediately. As you can see, the Heir of Slytherin has left another message. Our worst fear has been realized. A student has been taken by the monster into the chamber itself. The students must be sent home. I am afraid this is the end of Hogwarts.

Gilderoy Lockhart : So sorry. Dozed off. what have I missed?
Prof. Snape : A girl has been snatched by the monster, Lockhart. Your moment has come at last. Gilderoy Lockhart : My? moment....
Prof. Snape : Weren't you saying just last night that you've known all along Where the entrance to

the Chamber of Secrets is?
Prof. Macgonagall : That's settled. We will leave you to deal with the monster, Gilderoy. Your skills,

after all, are legend.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Very well. I'll just be in my office getting...getting ready. Madam Pomfrey : Who is it that the monster's taken, Minerva?

Prof. Macgonagall : Ginny Weasley.
Ron : "Her Skeleton will lie in the Chamber forever." Ginny...
Harry : Lockhart maybe useless, but he's going to try and get into the Chamber. At least we can tell

him what we know.

[Lockhart's Office]
Harry : Professor, we have some information for you. Are you going somewhere?
Gilderoy Lockhart : Oh, well, yes, eh..Urgent call. Unavoidable. Got to go.
Ron : What about my sister?
Gilderoy Lockhart : Well. As to that, most unfortunate. No one regrets more than I.
Harry Potter : You are the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. You can't go now.
Gilderoy Lockhart : I must say, when I took the job, there was nothing in the description about the... Harry : You are running away? After all you did in your books?
Gilderoy Lockhart : Books can be misleading.
Harry : You wrote them.
Gilderoy Lockhart : My dear boy, do you use your common sense. My books wouldn't have sold

half as well if people didn't think I'd done all those things.
Harry : You are a fraud. You've just been taking credit for what other wizards have done.
Ron : Is there anything you can do?
Gilderoy Lockhart : Yes, now you mentioned it. I am rather gifted with memory charms. Otherwise,

all those wizards would've gone blabbing. I'd never sold another book. In fact, I'm, eh, I am

going to have to do the same to you. Harry : Don't even think about it.

[The Girl's Lavatory]
Myrtle : Oh, who's there? Oh, hello, Harry. What do you want?
Harry : To ask you how you died?
Myrtle : It was dreadful. It happened right here in this dirty cubicle. I'd hidden because Olive

Hornby was teasing me about my glasses. I was crying, and then I heard somebody come in. Harry : Who was it, Myrtle?

Myrtle : I don't know. I was distrought! But they said something funny, a kind of made up language. And I realized it was a boy's speaking, so I unlocked the door to tell him, "go away" and , I died..

Harry : Just like that? How?
Myrtle : I just remember seeing a pair of great, big, yellow eyes. Over there by that sink.
Harry : This is it. This is it, Ron. I think this is the entrance of chamber of secrets.
Ron : Say something. Harry, say something in Parseltongue.
Harry : Shas shai...
Gilderoy Lockhart : Excellent, Harry. Ha, good work. Well, then, I'll just be... There is no need for

me to stay.
Harry : Yes, sir. There is. You first.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Now boys, what good will it do?
Ron : Better you than us.
Gilderoy Lockhart : But, obviously, yes. Sure you don't want to test it first? Ah... It's really quite

filth down here. Harry : All right, let's go.

Myrtle : Oh, Harry? if you die down there, you are welcome to share my toilet. Harry : Eh, thanks, Myrtle.

[The Entrance of the Chamber of the Secrets]
Harry : Now, remember: Any signs of movement, close your eyes straightaway. Ron : Go on.

Harry : This way.
Ron : What is this?
Gilderoy Lockhart : It looks like a snake.
Ron : Snake?
Harry : It's a snake skin.
Ron : Bloody hell. Whatever shed this must be 60 feet long. Or more. Heart of a lion, this one. Gilderoy Lockhart : The adventure ends here, boys. But don't fret. The world will know our story.

Hoe I was too late to save the girl. How you two tragically lost your minds at the sight of

her mangled body. So, you first, Mr. Potter. Say goodbye to your memories. Obliviate! Ron : Harry! Harry!

Harry : Ron! Ron, are you OK?
Ron : I'm fine.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Hello, who are you? Ron : I'm Ron Weasley

Gilderoy Lockhart : Really? And who am I?
Ron : Lockhart's memory charm backfired! He hasn't got a clue who he is!
Gilderoy Lockhart : It's an odd sort of place, isn't it? Do you live here?
Ron : No.
Gilderoy Lockhart : Really? Eh...
Ron : What do I do now?
Harry : You wait here and try to shift some of this rock so we can get back through. I'll go on and

find Ginny. Ron : OK.

[The Chamber of the Secrets]
Harry : Ginny. Ginny, Ginny, oh, please don't be dead. Wake up, wake up, please wake up.
Tom Riddle : She won't wake.
Harry : Tom. Tom Riddle. What do you mean, she won't wake? She is not...
Tom Riddle : She's still alive. But only just.
Harry : Are you a ghost?
Tom Riddle : A memory, preserved in a diary for 50 years.
Harry : She's cold as ice. Ginny, please don't be dead. Wake up. You've got to help me, Tom. There

is a Basilisk.
Tom Riddle : It won't come until it is called.
Harry : Give me my wand, Tom.
Tom Riddle : You won't be needing it.
Harry : Listen, we've got to go. We've got to save her.
Tom Riddle : I am afraid I can't do that, Harry. You see, as poor Ginny grows weaker. I grow

stronger. Yes, Harry, it was Ginny Weasley who opened the chamber of secrets.
Harry : No, she couldn't, she wouldn't.
Tom Riddle : It was Ginny who set the Basilisk on mud-bloods and Filch's cat. Ginny who wrote

the threatening messages on the walls. Harry : Why?

Tom Riddle : Because I told her to. You'll find I can be very persuasive. Not that she knew what she was doing. she was, shall we say, in a kind of trance. Still, the power of diary began to scare her. She tried to dispose of it in the girl's bathroom. And then who should find it but you. The very person I was most anxious to meet.

Harry : Why did you want to meet me?
Tom Riddle : I knew I had to talk to you, meet you if I could. So I decided to show you my capture

of that brainless oaf Hagrid to gain your trust.
Harry : Hagrid is my friend! And you framed him, didn't you?
Tom Riddle : It was my word against Hagrid's. Only Dumbledore seemed to think he was innocent.

Harry : I'll bet Dumbledore saw right through you.
Tom Riddle : He certainly kept an annoyingly close watch on me after that. I knew it wouldn't be

safe to open the chamber again while I was still at school. So I decided to leave behind a diary preserving my sixteen-year-old self in its pages so that one day I would be able to lead another to finish Salazar Slytherin's noble work.

Harry : Well you haven't finished it this time. In a few hours, the mandrake draught will be ready. And everyone who was petrified will be all right again.

Tom Riddle : Haven't I told you? Killing mud-bloods doesn't matter to me any more. For many months now, my new target has been you. How is it that a baby with no extraordinary magical talent was able to defeat the greatest wizard of all time? How did you escape with nothing but a scar while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed?

Harry : Why do you care how I escaped? Voldemort was after your time ......
Tom Riddle : Voldemort is my past, present and future. I AM LORD VOLDEMORT.
Harry : You, you are the Heir of Slytherin. You are Voldemort.
Tom Riddle : Surely you didn't think I was going to keep my filthy Muggle father's name? No. I

fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere would one day fear to

speak when I became the greatest sorcerer in the world!
Harry : Albus Dumbledore is the greatest sorcerer in the world!
Tom Riddle : Dumbledore's been driven out of this castle by the mere memory of me!
Harry : He will never be gone. Not as long as those who remain loyal to him. Fawkes?
Tom Riddle : So this is what Dumbledore sends his great defender! A songbird and an old hat! Let's

match the powers of Lord Voldemort, Heir of Salazar Slytherin against the famous Harry

Potter. Parseltongue won't save you now, Potter. It's only obeys me.
Tom Riddle : No! Your bird may have blinded Basilisk but it can still hear you.
Tom Riddle : Yes, Potter. The process is nearly complete. In a few minutes, Ginny Weasley will be

dead, and I will cease to be a memory. Lord Voldemort will return very much alive. Harry : Ginny.

Tom Riddle : Remarkable, isn't it? How quickly the venom of Basilisk can penetrates the body? I'd guess you have a little more than a minute to live. You will be with your dear mudblood mother soon, Harry. Funny, the damage a silly little book can do especially in the hands of a silly little girl. What are you doing? Stop! No!

Harry Potter : Ginny.
Ginny : Harry. It was me. But I swear. I didn't mean to. Riddle made me, and... Harry. You are hurt. Harry : Don't worry. Ginny, you need to get yourself out. Follow the chamber, and you will find

Ron. You were briliant, Fawkes. I just wasn't quick enough. Of course. Phoenix tears have

healing powers. Thanks. It's all right, Ginny. It's over. It's just a memory. Gilderoy Lockhart : Amazing!! This is just like magic!

[Dumbledore's Office]
Prof. Dumbledore : You both realized, of course, that in the past few hours, You've broken perhaps a

dozen school rules. Harry, Ron : Yes, sir.

Prof. Dumbledore : There is sufficient evidence to have you both expelled.
Harry : Yes, sir.
Ron : Yes, sir.
Prof. Dumbledore : Therefore, it is only fitting that you both receive special awards for services to

the school. Ron : Thanks, sir.

Prof. Dumbledore : Now, Mr. Weasley, if you would have an owl deliver these release papers to Azkaban. I believe we want our gamekeeper back. Harry. First, I want to thank you, Harry. You must've shown me real loyalty down the chamber. Nothing but that could have called Fawkes to you. And second I sense that something is troubling you. Am I right, Harry?

Harry : It's just, you see, sir, I couldn't help but notice certain thing, certain certain similarities between Tom Riddle and me.

Prof. Dumbledore : I see, well, you can speak Parseltongue. Harry, why? Because Lord Voldemort can speak Parseltongue. If I am not mistaken, Harry, he transferred some of his powers to you the night he gave you that scar.

Harry : Voldemort transferred some of his powers to me?
Prof. Dumbledore : Not intentionally, but yes.
Harry : So the sorting hat was right. I should be in Slytherin.
Prof. Dumbledore : It is true, Harry. You Possess many of the qualities that Voldemort himself

prizes. Determination, resourcefulness and if I may say so, a certain disregard for the rules.

Why, then, did the sorting hat placed you in Gryffindor? Harry : Because I asked it to.

Prof. Dumbledore : Exactly, Harry. Exactly. Which makes you different from Voldemort. It is not our abilities that show what we truly are. It is our choices. If you want proof why you belong to Gryffindor then I suggest You look more closely at this. Be careful.

Harry : Godric Gryffindor.
Prof. Dumbledore : It would take a true Gryffindor to pull that out of the hat.
Harry : Dobby. So, this is your master. Your family you serve is the Malfoy's.
Lucius Malfoy : I will deal with you later. Out of my way, Potter. So, it is true. You have returned. Prof. Dumbledore : When the governors learned that Arthur Weasley's daughter was taken into

Chamber, they saw fit to summon me back. Lucius Malfoy : Ridiculous.

Prof. Dumbledore : Curiously, Lucius. Several of them were under the impression that you would curse their family. If they didn't agree to suspend me in the first place.

Lucius Malfoy : How dare you?
Prof. Dumbledore : Beg your pardon?
Lucius Malfoy : My sole concern has always been and will always be the welfare of this school and

of course, its students. The culprit has been identified, I presume? Prof. Dumbledore : Oh, yes.

Lucius Malfoy : And? Who was it?
Prof. Dumbledore : Voldemort. Only this time he chose to act through somebody else by means of

this.
Lucius Malfoy : I see.

Prof. Dumbledore : Fortunately, our young Mr. Potter discovered it. One hopes that no more of Lord Voldemore's old school things should find their way into innocent hands. The consequences for the one responsible Would be severe.

Lucius Malfoy : Well, let's just hope that Mr. Potter will always be around to save the day. Harry : Don't worry. I will be.
Lucius Malfoy : Dumbledore. Come Dobby, we're leaving.
Harry : Sir? I wonder if I could have that?

[The Hallway]
Harry : Mr. Malfoy! Mr. Malfoy! I have something of yours.
Lucius Malfoy : Mine? I don't know what you are talking about.
Harry Potter : I think you do, sir. I think you slipped the diary into Ginny Weasley's cauldron, that

day in Diagon Alley.
Lucius Malfoy : you do. Do you? Why don't you prove it? Come, Dobby. Harry : Open it.
Lucius Malfoy : Dobby!
Dobby : Master has given Dobby a sock!
Lucius Malfoy : What? I didn't give.
Dobby : Master has presented Dobby with clothes. Dobby is free.

Lucius Malfoy : You lost me my servant!
Dobby : You shall not harm Harry Potter!
Lucius Malfoy : Your parents were middlesome fools too. Mark my words, Potter. One day soon,

you are going to same sticky end.
Dobby : Harry Potter freed Dobby. How can Dobby ever repay him? Harry : Just promise me something.
Dobby : Anything, sir...
Harry : Never try to save my life again.

[Great Hall]
Girl : Welcome back, sir Nicholas.
Headless nicholas : Thank you.
Boy : Good evening, sir Nicholas.
Headless nicholas : Good evening.
Girl : Good to see you, sir Nicholas.
Headless nicholas : Thank you. Hello. Hermione! Welcome back.
Hermione : Thanks, sir Nicholas.
Neville Longbottom : Harry! It's Hermione!
Ron : Eh....eh...well! Welcome back, Hermione.
Hermione : It's good to be back. Congratulations. I can't believe you solved it.
Harry : Well, we had loads of help from you. We couldn't have done it without you.
Hermione : Thanks.
Prof. Macgonagall : Could I have your attention, please?
Prof. Dumbledore : Before we begin the feast let us have a round of applause for professor Sprout.

Madam Pomfrey whose mandrake juice has been so successfully administered to all who had been petrified. Also, in light of the recent events as a school treat all exams have been canceled.

Hermione : Oh, no.
Hagrid : Sorry, I am late. The owl that delivered my release papers got all lost and confused. Some

ruddy bird called Erol. And I'd just like to say that if it hadn't been for you, Harry and Ron

and Hermione, of course. I would still be you-know-where...so I'd just like to say, thanks. Harry : Trere's no Hogwarts without you, Hagrid.

The end.