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Chapter 92: Chapter 92

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Chapter 67- Parselhead.

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Why was this happening? That's all that Harry Potter could think to himself as he stood there in the middle of class with everybody looking at him with their judging glares. Life hadn't been going so well for Harry lately, but that was pretty much par for the course. Actually, you could say life was resuming as normal as his life was normally bad. Going up with the Dursleys was normal for him. His first year at Hogwarts was honestly the outlier as he actually had friends, had fun and actually enjoyed his life.

So his life since the second year wasn't actually his life taking a turn for the worse; it was just life returning to normal. He always got the same judging glares when in class or out in the neighbourhood due to all the lies Aunt Petunia and Dudley told about him. If there was one thing that was good about his Uncle Vernon, it was that he didn't like to air his business and would much rather pretend Harry didn't exist than go out of his way to make Harry's life worse. After all, that would mean he would have to acknowledge him and pay more attention to him than the customary shouts and sneers he afforded him.

Still, the glares Harry usually received were because he was a supposed delinquent and thug, not because he was a murder suspect. People thought he was the Heri of Slytherin and was going around petrifying people because they weren't murders; they were petrifications. Still, the entire school was acting like Harry had personally slit every single throat himself. The holidays proved to be a brief respite, and the fact that there were no more attacks actually led Harry to believe things were dying down. But here he was, with those judging stares pinning him down where he stood behind his desk.

"Anything to say for yourself, Mr Potter?" Professor Lockhart asked, looking at him with a hard stare, imperiously looking down on him. If only Harry knew what he was talking about. "I'm not sure I know what you are talking about, Professor," Harry replies, knowing what the Professor is inquiring about but not understanding why Lockhart was asking him. After all, he had nothing to do with what had just happened.

"Oh, so it wasn't you that just transfigured the chair Mr Malfoy just sat on into a toilet, which he promptly fell bottom first into the middle of, wetting his behind with toilet water?" Harry had to suppress a smile at that, finding the situation and the suddenness of it very funny. They had just entered class and taken their seats, and in came Malfoy, swaggering about like always with that annoying smug look on his face. Just when he took his seat, it turned into a toilet, and he fell in bottom first and got himself stuck. It took Crabbe and Goyle pulling on him together to get him out. Needless to say, he laughed, which he quickly stopped when no one else did, and then realised that Professor Lockhart was at the front of the class, not looking very happy. Which brings us to now

"Oh, so you find it funny, do you?" Lockhart asks, clueing Harry into the fact that he could not suppress his smile at all. Still feeling a bit targeted and knowing he didn't do it, Harry couldn't help but be a bit rebellious. "Yes, while it was not me that did it, I would very much like to extend my appreciation to whoever did this feat of magic." Harry shot back, looking back unrepentantly at his Professor, who had singled him out for no other reason than being the only one laughing.

"Bloody brilliant is what it was." He hears Ron whisper from his seat beside him, though everybody heard it in the silence of the classroom. Malfoy, in particular, was bristling with his pants and lower back still wet with toilet water, only the presence of their Professor stopping him from becoming volatile. Harry could always rely on Ron to be on his side, even if it was on accident sometimes. At least he wouldn't be punished alone. "I suggest you be quiet, Mr Weasely, unless you want to join Mr Potters's detention with me tonight." Harry's brain pauses as he hears that, and even more anger fills him. So much was being blamed on him this year, and he had nothing to do with it.

"He didn't even do anything, though!" Ron yells out beside him, stopping Harry himself from erupting and giving the Professor some choice words of his own. This whole year had been stressful, and he had nearly reached the melting point; only Ron being angry on his behalf calmed him down. It also meant Ron would be joining him for his detention so Harry could take some solace in the companionship he would have. 

Ron would usually end up doing dumb stuff and not really think things through, but he would stick with you if you stuck with him. Harry couldn't ask for a better friend. Hermione was sitting somewhere behind him with some girl from Hufflepuff, but though he felt a little angry at her for not speaking up for him, he also knew she would have helped him already if she could have.

"Take your seat, Mr Potter, you too, Mr Weasley. I will have no more interruptions, and we shall carry on with class. I will be by to collect you from your house dormitory at ten sharp, so be ready." And with that, Professor Lockhart turned around, his robes billowing behind him, and walked to the board at the front and began to write instructions on it. Harry took his seat, dragging Ron down beside him to stop the boy from continuing to defend him. There was no point. 

Harry, while thinking his Professor was a bit of an idiot, didn't hate the man. After all, he never actually had malicious intentions or was purposefully making Harry's life difficult. Even his arm getting all floppy was his own fault, so he couldn't blame the man. However, Harry definitely felt angry at the man for singling him out and punishing him for something he didn't even do without any evidence except a chuckle.

Well, at least Ron would be with him at tonight's detention.

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"Why are you here, Mr Weasley." It was ten sharp at night, and Harry was waiting just outside of the Gryffindor House entrance, the fat lady in the portrait watching over him and Ron until Professor Lockhart came to take them for their detention. At least, that was what was supposed to happen, but as soon as Professor Lockhart showed up, he said that, making both Harry and Ron stare dumbly at their Professor, not understanding the detention.

"uh, I'm here for my... detention?" Ron ends up saying, but it sounds more like a question; both he and Ron look at each other awkwardly and then at their Professor, not sure what is happening. "And when did I give you a detention, Mr Weasely?" Lockhart replies, and Harry begins to think back on the classroom incident, trying to pinpoint the exact moment.

"You gave me detention when... when I spoke and... you gave me detention..." Ron mumbles out dumbly, making Professor Lockhart look at him like an idiot. Meanwhile, Harry searches back through his memories and recalls that while Lockhart threatened to give Ron a detention, he didn't actually. He said if he spoke again, he would give him a detention, and while Ron did speak again, the Professor didn't actually do it and just told the both of them to take their seats. Ron was here for no reason.

"...Perhaps this will teach you to listen better whilst in class, Mr Weasely. Now, go back into your dormitory. I will be taking Mr Potter here for his detention. Come along." And with that, Lockhart turned around and walked off, not looking back and expecting Harry to follow. Harry quickly shot an apologetic look at Ron as he whispered the password and went back inside. Harry hurried up and ran after his Professor, who was taking very long strides. Harry was at least glad that Lockheart had come to collect him; he would rather not walk around at night on his own since it had been dangerous lately. Well, it's more dangerous than usual.

They walked in silence, and as they did, Harry had time to reflect and think. Professor Lockhart had been acting very oddly lately. First of all, he had stopped doing the outside activities and sports so much, only doing it a few times a week. Now, he had them sit in class and read his books and do the actual coursework, occasionally teaching a spell. The thing that struck Harry the most was that he had stopped calling him Harry and used his last name. Harry preferred it that way, but it was a sudden change. Lockhart had also become less over the top and fancy and had been quite normal recently.

Harry stopped his train of thought as he entered the Professor's office and closed the door behind him. He took a seat in front of the desk while Lockhart was already in his seat. Harry looked around for the stacks of fanmail that he would no doubt have to spend time going over and writing a reply to each one, but he couldn't find anything of the sort. He just sat there and stared at Lockheart as his Professor stared back with a pensive look on his face.

"Harry, I know you are not the heir of Slytherin or the one who is going around attacking people in the castle." Harry can't stop his mouth from dropping open in shock, unable to believe the words of support and belief that just left the mouth of his most unreliable and foppish Professor. "I-uh... Thank you?" Harry says, closing his mouth before any flies get in. He doesn't know what else to say, the words being so unexpected. It seemed until just then that Lockheart was targeting him, but he was not?

"You are welcome. Now, I have been trying to track this mysterious heir, and I have reached a point where I can't do so alone. I need your help, Harry." Again, his Professor surprises him, not only claiming to be working to stop the attacks but now asking Harry for his help. "Y-You need my help for this?" He can't help but question, unsure of how he could help. While Lockheart did seem to be an idiot sometimes, he had a big reputation and lots of people looking up to him. Dumbledore himself could act quite loony sometimes, but he was still the most powerful wizard around. Harry couldn't discount the man in front of him.

"Yes. That is why I played the prank on Malfoy and blamed you for it so I could give you detention and get your help tonight. You certainly helped me out by laughing. It is also the reason I didn't give your friend Ron detention, as he would not be able to help in this endeavour." Harry ignored the fact that his Professor had set him up; at least Lockheart had actually framed him instead of Snape, who just gives him punishments for the slightest things. Harry was more interested in tracking down the true culprit and clearing his name. For that, Harry didn't mind if Lockheart told everybody Harry was a bed-wetter as long as he could find the true heir.

"And how can I help? I doubt there is anything I can do that another Professor couldn't help you with. What could I possibly do?" Harry questions, not entirely sure why Lockheart had brought him along. While Harry was lorded throughout the Wizarding World and quite famous, he didn't actually think himself special. He was and would always be just Harry. He didn't see what he could possibly do. "Hm, are you sure about that? In fact, are you sure there isn't something you can do that nobody else can? Something everybody just found out this year." Lockheart says with an amused smile, waiting for Harry to come to his own conclusion. And then it dawns on the boy.

"I'm a Parselmouth... I can talk to snakes. Just like Voldemort." Harry says, realising exactly why his Professor needs his help. Only Harry had this ability in the entire school and Britain, apart from Voldemort, but obviously, he wasn't going to help. "Just like Salazar Slytherin." Professor Lockheart adds with a grin, pointing a finger at Harry as if they had just achieved something great.

"You see, Harry, I have been trying to find the true heir, and I have come across a barrier that I just can't get past, and I believe a clue lies behind it. The only problem is, only a Parselmouth can open the way to get through, which is where you come through." Gilderoy says excitedly, now shooting finger guns at Harry. He wasn't acting foppish anymore, but he was definitely acting weird, but Harry chose to ignore that. The man was just too much overall.

"Why don't you tell Dumbledore? He could help a lot; he knows more about Hogwarts than anybody else. Plus, he is probably the closest to finding the heir, so if you give him what you know, he can definitely get the guy." Harry finishes, expecting that the Professor would agree, Dumbledore would solve everything, and he could go back to having a normal school year. However, the exuberance leaves Lockheart's face, and he stares calmly at Harry.

"Well, that wouldn't work, would it, Harry? Dumbledore is a busy man, after all, and I am sure it would be better to handle this ourselves and go to him with the results than to bug him and make more work for him. Wouldn't you say, Harry?" The boy begins to think over his Professor's words, and the more he thinks it over, the more it makes sense in his head.

"You are right. Professor Dumbledore is very busy, and we shouldn't waste his time with this. Especially if it ends up being nothing. We should investigate ourselves and find out more before we bring it to him." Harry agrees after a moment, fully on board with whatever the Professor is planning. Anything to get the true heir of Slytherin and clear his name.

"Good. No time to waste then. Come with me." Lockheart gets up and walks to the door, and Harry joins him. Just before they leave, Lockheart taps his wand on Harry's head before doing it to himself, and Harry watches as his Professor shimmers out of existence. "Invisibility?" He questions, familiar with it, though only through the use of his cloak.

"Near invisibility. We don't want the heir to find us before we find them, after all. Now follow me." Lockheart grabs Harry by the shoulder and drags him out of the room before moving him through the castle towards an unknown destination. Neither one speaks, and Harry lets himself be dragged along all the way into the Slytherin dungeons. Fitting he supposed for the heir of Slytherin to be hiding away down here.

Lockheart led Harry to a lone corridor, where he stopped before lighting three different pillars nearby, which resulted in a doorway appearing in a nearby wall and sliding out of the way to reveal a staircase. Lockheart produced a Lumos charm and led Harry down the steps, removing the disillusionment as they were no longer necessary. He led Harry through a hallway, past some kind of stone artwork on the wall that he didn't get a good look at and to a pitch-black door covered in snakes.

Harry could hear it, an ancient, sinister voice whispering on the edge of his senses. He couldn't quite make out what it was saying, but it was definitely there. If anything, this confirmed they were on the right track. He told his Professor as much, and Lockheart seemed very pleased. "Alright, Harry, try to listen to what they are saying if possible. If not, then just try and speak to the door and Parselmouth and command it to open." Lockheart asked, and Harry skipped straight to the second thing, not willing to try and listen to whatever, no doubt, evil things the sinister voice was saying.

"~Open~" He whispered in the harsh, breathy tone he always used when he spoke snake, and the door surprisingly listened with no further action needed. The snakes began to crawl over one another, slithering against the pitch-black door, and they squirmed and riggled every which way, some receding and some travelling even further along the door. And then, they all assembled to make some kind of symbol on the door, which looked very magical, like some kind of rune or something. And then, the snakes made a circle which began to spin around on the door.

And then the double doors flung open, revealing the inside of whatever this place was. Harry had no clue.

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Chapter 68- Snake Sojourn.

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Past the door was just darkness; thankfully, Professor Lockhart lit up the end of his wand and paved the way forward, stepping through first, boldly yet not recklessly. He takes his time, testing for something that Harry doesn't understand before waving the boy over. Quickly moving to join him, Lockhart lights up a torch on the wall, revealing a passage going to the left and a locked gate to the right, and right in front of them was some weird snake statue thing in a gap in the wall, beneath it was some odd symbols.

While Lockhart moved to the right, studying the gate and testing it with spells, Harry moved forward, intrigued by the statue. He examines it first, a coiled snake, flat against the platform it lays on, going around in circles, its tail in the centre and its head on the outside edge. He noticed its eyes glowed an ominous green. The detail on it was remarkable; the scales looked so lifelike, and its fangs sharp, even though it was clearly made out of some shiny silver metal.

Paying attention to the platform the snake lay on, Harry spotted two images of mountains, one above and one below, separated by a line between them. Looking closer, he noticed more symbols to the left and right of them. To the left was a circle, again one above and one below, separated by a line. To the right was a rectangle with a jagged line cutting through it horizontally, and beneath that, a line and then another rectangle. Very curious, Harry reached out and felt it with his fingers, rubbing his fingers against the markings. And then, to his surprise, it moved.

Harry jerked back in surprise as suddenly the snake came to life, the snake springing up and pointing towards Harry, yet only staring. Then, a ticking noise began to sound as the snake began to spin right, sticking in the same position but looking like it was breathing, its body moving slightly as it spun. Those green eyes and the sudden ticking and spinning shocked Harry so much he didn't know what to do, and he just stood there, staring at it as it moved. Harry idly noticed that he had moved the upper segment to the right, revealing a new image on the left, but his brain wasn't able to make the connection.

"What are you doing!?" The sudden shout reminded Harry that he had indeed come here with his Professor, but he didn't have time to answer as the snake had done a full rotation, and once it pointed at him again, it suddenly lunged forward, its fanged mouth heading straight forward. Unfortunately for Harry, he was still a twelve-year-old boy, and being so short, the solid snake was poised directly at his face. Harry could only stare in mute horror as two metallic fangs were heading directly for his eyes, and he didn't know if magic could return sight.

"Out of the way!" A hand suddenly reached across Harry to grab onto his shoulder and move him back, saving him from mutilation. However, the snake still continued its attack and sunk its fangs into the arm of Professor Lockhart, who let out a sharp hiss and brandished his wand, but before he could use it, the snake retreated and returned to its original position. Eyeing it warily, Lockhart continued to stare at it before backing away, pulling Harry back with him.

"Goddamit, The Boy Who Lived losing his eyesight wouldn't be easy for me to explain and would royally screw me over." Lockhart cursed to himself as he did various spells on himself before nodding his head at something he found, and then with the word Episkey, he tapped the snake bit on his arm, and the wound healed. "Thank god that worked. I guess a snake bite counts as a minor wound. Reparo." Tapping his wand once again, the cloth on his arm repairs itself, and it is like he was never bitten in the first place. But he was, as he turned to Harry with an angry look on his face.

"Harry, do you see me doing spells all over the place?" Hearing the severe tone of his voice, the boy just nods his head in reply, not actually speaking. "You do? Well, that's because we are in unchartered territory, and we don't know what is down here. Let me remind you that a Parselmouth was needed to get in, so this place is definitely related to Salazar Slytherin, one of the greatest dark wizards in history. So don't go touching every little thing willy-nilly, okay." Hearing such a reprimand, Harry just nodded his head again, not saying anything.

"Alright, look, just... just don't touch anything or move without my say-so. I am testing everything, so wait for my okay, okay?" Lockhart sighs before looking around, first at the gate to the right and then back at the snake which had nearly blinded Harry. "Now, tell me what just happened. Every detail, don't leave anything out." Lockhart all but demanded, and Harry eagerly answered, telling him precisely what had just happened, wanting to get back on his Professor's good side. He is practically trapped down here with the man, so he wants to stay on his good side.

"Hmm. Alright, stay there and don't move. Let me test something out." With that, Lockhart moved to the gate, and only now, paying attention to it, did Harry notice there were two symbols on it in the middle of the gate. One on top of the other. On top was a circle with a semi-circle going around it, and on the bottom was a snake that was in a sideways eight position. Lockhart examined it and then moved over to the snake statue. "It seems that the statue is the key to the gate. Most likely, what happened earlier was a timer to match the symbols to the gate, and you were not quick enough and were, therefore, attacked. Quite simple, actually." Lockhart smirked as if one-upping Harry was some sort of accomplishment.

With that, the Professor reached forward to the upper segment below the snake and spun it to the right. Again, the snake rose to a poised position and began to spin to the right, but Lockhart didn't pay it any mind, focused on the segments. The upper symbol of the circle and semi-circle was done, and Lockhart turned his attention to the bottom one, pushing it past various different images until finally, the sideways snake was on the bottom. At this point, the snake had only turned one hundred and eighty degrees.

There was a sudden loud hissing from their right, and they both turned, startled to face the gate. The bars keeping the gate affixed to the wall suddenly turned into snakes and slinked away from the wall, curling into themselves, allowing the door to be pulled up into the wall above and revealing a new passageway. "Stay here. Don't move an inch unless I call for you or if I'm not back in ten minutes. If I'm not back, then I expect you to leave this place. Understood." Again, Harry nodded his head, and Lockhart disappeared into the darkness with only a Lumos to guide him, but he must have turned a corner as Harry couldn't see the light anymore.

It was only a minute or two before Lockhart came back, a pensive look on his face. "What did you find?" Harry couldn't help but inquire, curious as to what the blonde, perfectly coifed-haired Professor found. "Another snake statue, but there was no gate around, just a dead end... Alright, follow me, but stay behind me. Where going the other way." Lighting the end of his wand with Lumos again, Lockhart forged ahead, leading the way through a doorway and into a new hall.

In this new part of the secret part of the castle, there were two gates, a gate to the right, which was locked tight and had symbols on it just like the other one, and then to the right was a gat that had been lifted halfway up, leaving just enough space for a grown man to crouch and go through. "Stay there." Lighting another torch on the wall, Lockhart moved to the gate on the right and examined the symbols on the gate. So, maybe they had to go back to that snake statue and do the symbols there?

Lockhart then moved over to the gate on the left and peered through, shining his Lumos through to get a better view of the inside. "Maybe we have to go back and put the symbols on that gate on the snake statue to open it," Harry said, providing his opinion. It worked for one gate, so surely it should work for this one as well. Lockhart hummed in thought at that but didn't answer, continuing to examine the room on the left before turning around.

"In this room is another snake statue at the position it is situated in is on the other side of the wall from the gate. Similar to the gate we opened before, which the snake statue was right beside. My thought is that the snake statue next to the gate is the correct one. Which means back there, probably on the other side of that snake statue, is another gate. Now, wait here." Without wasting any time, Lockhart ducked down to a crouch and shuffled under the gate before disappearing from view. Harry waited where he was told, and it wasn't long before he heard the ticking again and the sounds of things moving.

And then, just like the other gate, the snake moved, and the gate on the right moved up into the wall, revealing a new path. Lockhart came back soon after and led the way into the next section of this mystery underground place. They walked into another hallway, and surprise, surprise, at the other end was another gate, and there was no other snake statue in sight. It seemed like Professor Lockhart was correct. Without a word, Lockhart went and examined the gate again and then shined his Lumos to see on the other side. Instead of going to straight away do the statue, Lockhart continued to stare through the gate, squinting his eyes.

"Hmm, I think I see something over there, but whatever enchantments are going on in this place are preventing me from properly seeing. Harry, there are no traps or anything back the way we came. You look at the symbols and go do the snake statue while I try to figure this out. Can you do that?" Lockhart didn't stop trying to peer through to the other side, but he did tilt his head slightly in Harry's direction, prompting the boy to answer. "Yes, sir, I can handle that." With a nod, Lockhart went back to what he was doing while Harry went and examined the gate.

The upper symbol was a circle with two lines coming off of it, making it look like a fish, and the bottom mark was three triangles, making it look like mountains. With a nod of his head, Harry ran back the way he did, noticing Lockhart watching him go. Running back the way he came, he made it to the entrance but took the path next to it and ran down it with a Lumos at the end of his wand. He turned a corner and found the snake statue on a lower platform. Harry jumped down and then quickly used the fire-lighting charm on a nearby torch and put his wand back in his pocket.

Knowing how the statue works and having seen Lockhart do it before and then knowing he went on and did another as well, Harry moved forward and began to spin the segments. Even with the ticking and the snake looming ominously in front of him, he didn't panic. He made the upper symbol the fish and the lower symbol a mountain, and then he smiled at a job well done. Surely, his Professor will now be looking at an empty doorway and thoroughly pleased. 

Harry was about to turn away and go back when he heard the ticking and eyed the snake still spinning. Confused and panicking, Harry looked back at the segments, knowing that the top symbol was a fish, and the bottom symbol was mountains, three triangles... the symbol had two triangles. Quickly, Harry started to spin the bottom segment, not bothering to pay attention to the symbols and just spinning to try and get the symbol with three triangles, not wanting to die to a snake. It is a magical sculpture, so maybe it would leap off the platform and wouldn't stop till it bit him.

Thankfully, just before the snake completed its full rotation, Harry found his hands unable to spin the segment anymore and looked down to find the correct symbol there, the parts no longer budging. He wiped the sweat from his brow as he cautiously watched the snake go back to its original position. With that done, and not wanting to hang around anymore, Harry clambered back up and began to run back to Lockhart.

Alone in the corridors, the eerie whispering was worse than ever. It had never stopped since Harry first used his snake talking to open the first door. It had been easy to ignore when he was with the Professor and when he was focused on something else, but now on his way back, he couldn't stop his ears from hearing. Sly whispers and hisses just on the edge of his senses, their voices not having any meaning but slipping into Harry's eardrums nonetheless and sending shivers down his spine.

In the darkness of the hallways, only kept at bay by the lit torches and the light at the end of Harry's wand, Harry moved faster, feeling the voices getting louder. They were behind him, getting closer and closer, louder and louder until he could feel something breathing on his neck. Harry ran as fast as he could, wanting to escape away from whatever the hell was trying to get him. The same thing that was probably attacking everybody in the school.

"You're ba- Harry, No!" Lockhart shouted as Harry bolted past him, wanting to get some protection by getting behind his Professor and running through the now-open gateway. Lockhart grabbed onto him, trying to stop the boy, but only managed to snag his clothes, and with the momentum being too much, he ended up stumbling into the new section along with Harry, who fell and tumbled to his knees. Before they could do anything, the torches on the sides of the new hallway lit up by themselves, illuminating the corridor. Then, there was a loud thunking sound, and they turned back to see that the gate had shut behind them. They were now trapped here.

"Why the fuck were you running? We are fucking trapped now!" Lockhart roared, turning back to look at Harry with scathing eyes. The boy froze, never having had a teacher turn so angry and swear at him in a one-on-one situation. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had never even swore at him, though they did a lot of other stuff. Having an adult curse you in the non-magical sense and shout in your face was making Harry feel very bad.

He remembered back at school with Dudley, where he and his friends Pierce and Duncan would be so naughty that they would make the teacher swear in front of the whole school, and they would be so proud of it. All the students thought it was funny. But here, Harry definitely didn't find it amusing. This felt worse than any shouting he had been subjected to before, and he very much realised it was just him and Lockhart down here.

"I-I thought something was following me..." Harry said, stuttering it out to the point it was just a whisper. Lockhart scoffed in reply and then pulled the boy to his feet before pointing to the end of the corridor. "That's why I am so goddamn angry with you right now." Harry paled, staring forlornly at the pile of bones that sat just in front of the door at the end of the hallway. Old and stained bones that must have been here for years, the skull facing their direction and making Harry gulp nervously.

Scratched into the floor beside the skeleton and with a lot of old congealed blood surrounding it was the word Crucio. Harry had no clue what it meant, but it couldn't be good. Just sounding the words out in his head gave him a chill and some phantom pains. Understanding just how badly he had messed up, Harry stuttered out an apology to his Professor, but the man just sighed and ignored it.

"There is no going back now. We can only go forward, and you can bet it's going to be painful."

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