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Chapter XXXII

14th February, 1993

Hogwarts Hospital Wing

Ginger, along with Biggles, flooed directly into the hospital wing. Barely had he stepped through and his arms were full of a crying Hermione. Draco stood against the wall, watching and listening as he waited for news of his friend.

“Oh Ginger it was awful,” the girl cried. “Harry couldn’t let go of the book and there was a horrible scream and then Harry passed out. I’m sorry, please believe me.”

“Hermione I don’t understand, why should you be sorry?”

“I gave him the book, but I swear I didn’t know it would hurt him. I never would have given it to him if I had known.” Hermione spoke quickly, through her sobs, almost as if it were the only way she could get the words out.

Though he was worried about his grandson it was clear to Ginger that Hermione was close to becoming hysterical. He held the girl away from him and kneeled so that they were at eye level. “Calm down child, I know you would never hurt our Harry. Now you said Harry screamed?” He was well aware that the best way to calm Hermione was to ask questions.

Hermione shook her head. “No, the book screamed and then Harry passed out,” she hiccupped.

“Has anybody told you anything about Harry’s condition?” Biggles asked.

“No sir.” She glanced over her shoulder before continuing. “I don’t think they would have contacted Ginger if I hadn’t gone to Professor Flitwick.”

Biggles raised an eyebrow at that. “Why do you say that Hermione?”

“When the Headmaster found out I had floo called the flat he asked me why I had taken it upon myself to contact you.”

“You don’t think it was a reasonable question?”

“I suppose it is but his tone was, I wouldn’t say angry, but definitely irritated. He also told Professor Flitwick that he shouldn’t have allowed a student to use his office floo. I don’t think he meant for me to hear that though.”

Just then the man in question entered the room, followed closely by Madame Pomfrey. Ginger wasted no time on the Headmaster but directed his questions towards the Medi-witch.

“Madame Pomfrey how is my grandson?”

“He is suffering from magical exhaustion but should be fully recovered by tomorrow morning.”

“And this book he touched, it did him no other damage?”

“No sir it didn’t,” Pomfrey confirmed.

“Thank God,” Ginger whispered his heartfelt gratitude. “How long has he been in your care Madame?” was his next question.

“About an hour Mr. Hebblethwaite, why do you ask?”

Ginger frowned. Hermione had contacted him fifteen minutes ago and he had flooed directly to the hospital wing within minutes of receiving the message. “I was wondering why it was left to a student to contact me,” he replied.

Madame Pomfrey frowned. “I wasn’t aware that was the case. I have been busy running scans on Mr. Potter. Not knowing what exactly transpired I wished to be thorough in my examination.”

“Thank you for that Madame. It is reassuring to know Harry has at least two adults in this school looking after him.”

“Mr. Hebblethwaite I don’t believe there is any reason for...”

“Headmaster Dumbledore I am not one of your students please don’t speak to me as if I am,” Ginger cut him off. “The fact is Headmaster my grandson has been left magically exhausted twice while in your care. Furthermore in both instances I was contacted only because you were not able to prevent it. I believe you made a magical oath not to prevent my visiting the castle,” he reminded the elderly wizard.

Dumbledore cast a lumos spell. “Clearly my magic doesn’t believe I have violated that oath and indeed I have not. You are here, are you not?”

“What I should like to know is what sort of establishment you’re running Dumbledore?” Biggles put in.

“I’m not sure I understand you Mr. Bigglesworth.”

“From the description of events it would appear this book Harry came in contact with is connected to your Lord Voldemort. That would make twice that Voldemort or an artefact of his was inside your school.”

Dumbledore bit back his anger. How dare these squibs come into his school and question him in this manner. Clearly they didn’t know their proper place. “I have already launched an investigation into the matter,” he lied. He saw no need for an investigation, after all without the book in question there would be no means of tracing its origins.

“And what of this Basilisk roaming the school? Don’t you think the children should be sent home for their safety?” Ginger asked. He had wanted to bring Harry and Hermione home the moment he’d read the letter but his grandson insisted he remain for the time being. Harry had pointed out, correctly, that as a parselmouth he had the best chance of being able to control the beast and if nothing else he could warn his head of house whenever he heard the thing moving through the school. Reluctantly Ginger had agreed to allow Harry time to find a solution to the problem, but if another attack occurred before a solution was found the children would be brought home.

“There is no need for that,” Dumbledore assured in his best grandfatherly tones. “Hogwarts is the safest place in the Wizarding world.”

Ginger snorted. “If this is what you deem the safest place I should hate to see what you deem dangerous.”

“Mr. Hebblethwaite asks a very good question.”

The group startled, turning as one towards the doors leading into the hallway. Standing just inside of them was Lucius Malfoy. “Well Headmaster, what do you plan to do about this Basilisk and why am I, a Governor of the school, just now hearing of it?”

“We only recently discovered the possibility of a basilisk, we had of course been attempting to find its lair so that it can be destroyed.”

“How long have you been searching?” Lucius demanded. He had come to the school to see his son. The disappearance of his dark mark and what it meant had brought forth an urge to see Draco, to look upon his innocent face and know he would never be forced into the service of the Dark Lord. Upon arriving he had discovered his son was in the hospital wing waiting news of his friend, Harry Potter’s condition.

“A basilisk was only brought to my attention as a possible culprit a few days ago.”

“I understand there have now been two attacks, why are you only now discovering a possible culprit?” Lucius sneered.

“An investigation was launched immediately following the first attack Mr. Malfoy,” Albus coldly replied. “Admittedly we were focused on the older students until the most recent attack. I can only say that it was assumed the attack had to have come from a wizard or witch, rather than a creature.”

“I see,” Lucius said. “The school will of course need to be closed until the basilisk is contained or destroyed.”

“I don’t believe that is necessary Mr. Malfoy as we have found the entrance to Slytherin’s chamber.”

Lucius looked incredulous. “That is amazing Headmaster. Generations have searched Hogwarts for the fabled Chamber of Secrets. How is it that you have managed to succeed where they failed?”

“It is thanks to three students that the entrance was discovered.” Albus hoped this would be enough to satisfy as they had not yet found the means of opening the chamber.

“This is connected to the book you found isn’t it Hermione?” Ginger asked.

Lucius felt a cold pit opening before him. “Book?” he managed to ask.

It was Draco who answered. “Hermione found a book, some kind of diary, in the girl’s loo on the second floor. It frightened her because when she opened it writing appeared. I looked at it but nothing happened, but when Harry touched it his hand became fused to the book as the diary crumbled to dust, releasing a horrible scream at the end. When Harry passed out I sent Hermione for Professor Flitwick. They returned, along with the Headmaster. While they were looking Harry over Hermione and I stayed back. That was when we saw the snake fixtures on the sinks and realized that if the basilisk was hiding in Slytherin’s chamber than this could easily be the entrance. I told Professor Flitwick after Harry was brought here. I suppose he told the Headmaster.”

It was a struggle to maintain his composure but a lifetime of training stood Lucius in good stead. He was greatly relieved to discover the diary had been destroyed and somehow the Dark Lord with it. “What are you plans Albus? Have you discovered how to open the chamber?”

Silently Albus cursed the blond wizard. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t been investigating, nor did he wish to have a basilisk roaming his school, threatening the students. “Not as yet but I’m sure we will manage it. Filius tells me a Goblin curse breaker may be able to open the chamber. Once open we will simply send several cockerels into the chamber. As you no doubt are aware the crowing of a cockerel is fatal to the basilisk.”

“You will contact the Goblins immediately. If the problem has not been successfully taken care of by this time tomorrow we will need to close the school until such time as it is.”

Dumbledore bristled with anger. “As Headmaster I will be the one to make such a decision.”

“Of course Headmaster,” Lucius conceded. “And as a sitting Governor I am duty bound to inform the Board of the situation should you make the incorrect decision.”

Ginger, who had opened his mouth to object, snapped it closed as Lord Malfoy skilfully backed the Headmaster into a corner.

“Of course, I’ll see to it immediately,” Albus easily agreed while inside he seethed. He had intended all along to contact the Goblins but to be ordered about in his own school left him shaking with anger.

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