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Chapter 12: Voices in the hallways.
Draco Malfoy Abraxas bored to death.
He was thinking about what he would rather do right now instead of being here. On top of the podium, get a tooth pulled by a dentomage, take a walk in the Forbidden Forest, or even take a course of eight hours in the history of magic. Anything rather than an evening with this idiot in selected peroxide that never stopped chattering about her fame and so on. Draco was so desperate that he was almost to consider the option to jump out the window on the fourth floor to escape this torture. After all, the only risk would be to spend a week in hospital, not rocket science.
He gave a long sigh of despair and boredom and looked at his friends. Elizabeth's eyes were so black with rage as Draco Lockhlart surprised that has not crashed yet dead, which would have settled everyone incidentally. Harry yawned about every thirty seconds and looked to be about to fall asleep at any time as Neville, who, one elbow on the table with his head, signed letters of Lockhlart a fan of despair intense written on his face. How long is this going to last? Draco thought. It's been one year now and we are having to endure this pompous fool, and the chatter of shopgirl heat. To believe that it is a girl. In fact It is all perhaps, who knows.
Draco was interrupted by thoughts of those who loved their teacher said suddenly.
"And it is already nine o'clock, as time flies when you're having fun! "He exclaimed with a smile so stupid that Draco thought he was going out his wand and avada kedavadriser immediately. What a pity it is not him who was possessed by Voldemort, at least Harry would have killed him and it was quiet. In comparison, Quirrell was not so bad.
The day after their encounter with Voldemort, Draco after he recovered, Harry came to visit him in the hospital to tell him what had happened to the philosopher's stone. Draco had turned pale on hearing that Harry had faced Voldemort, but made no comment. Hearing this, he was relieved to have been sent to the hospital in mid-adventure. If he had been in place for Harry, he did would certainly not be taken as well.
As the golden trio glanced black professor of defense against the forces of evil, and that Draco replied with a hint of sarcasm, 'sure, I have absolutely not seen past the time or had the minutes until this restraint does not end 'any Lockhlart made them a little speech in the future as what they should be more respectful to their teachers (especially him) and they should not be jealous of Ryan and of himself. The four friends left without these remarks, moreover, Neville yawned ostensibly to show his lack of responsiveness to such words, and eventually release them Lockhlart.
- Is what I am the only one deeply despised that teacher, if it is reasonable to grant him this title? Elisabeth fumed when all four went to the Slytherin common room. The three boys shook her head negatively and Harry was about to answer when suddenly ...
... Just ... just kill me ... let me see you tear ... kill ... the blood ... so long.
Harry stopped immediately and sought the source of the strange whistling. His friends, noticing his attitude, stopped immediately.
- What's going on Harry? Elizabeth asked, intrigued.
- You do not hear, he whispered in a voice so low that the others had to strain to hear it. Harry approached the wall and pressed his ear, and his friends did not understand what he was playing.
- What you do not hear? Elizabeth asked in a low voice, approaching his best friend, but he motioned him to be quiet and even more his ear closer to the wall if possible. After a few seconds he stood up and started running toward the next corridor. His friends followed him into the hallway and turned on their right. All were shocked by the spectacle before them.
The floor, lying was a Ravenclaw student Elizabeth recognized as Peter Fisher, a third year with whom she had spoken a few times. He was so still, so pale, they would have thought ...
Then Harry stood motionless near the wall, as if waiting for something, Elizabeth, Neville and Draco rushed to the boy. With relief, he found Elizabeth was still breathing.
- I will immediately inform Professor McGonagall, Neville said, and without waiting for an answer he ran off.
- Harry what does it mean? Draco asked, rising. Elisabeth tried to awaken his fellow student, in vain.
- I heard a voice, which seemed to come from the walls, replied in a very slowly Slytherin. And he recounted to his friends what he had heard. Elizabeth opened her eyes wide and Draco turned pale on hearing this.
- Harry, you'd better not say that you heard those voices, said Elizabeth hastily as they could hear footsteps coming closer. And Harry shook his head slightly, obviously still confused.
And very quickly, Professor McGonagall appeared, accompanied by Severus Snape and Neville, who had his face all red and panting. He had to run very fast so quickly.
- What is happening? Snape asked in his usual stern voice, while McGonagall, pushing a little cry, approached the student and examined quickly.
- We came back with the teacher holding Lockhlart to make us in our common room when we found Peter in this state, explained Elizabeth quickly, a sign that she was hiding something, for anyone who knew her well enough. This was not the case of two teachers.
Rogue in turn approached the student and examined, raising his eyebrows in surprise. He did not understand why or how this student was in this state. Nothing seemed to wake him up.
- Severus must notify Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall said, raising his head to his colleague. I think he was petrified. "She uttered the last words with what appeared to be the fear in his voice.
Harry and Draco returned to their common room without saying a word, both clearly in shock. Under the urging of teachers, Elisabeth and Neville had returned to their dormitories, but the four friends were not able to discuss what had happened.
Upon entering the common room, Harry saw that almost all students were already in their dormitories, except Jenny, who was apparently doing his homework in his chair green and silver preferred by the fire.
"What happens to you? she asked, looking up to his friends and seeing their haggard air. Soon, Draco informed him of what had happened, and Jenny turned pale on hearing his story.
- But who could have done that, and how could you hear these voices and no one else? "She asked, in the direction of Harry, whose only response was a wry nod. He did not understand what had happened, but he had a premonition that his second year at Hogwarts is not as quiet as he could have hoped.
Because he did not tell anyone, but while he was in the hallway, to hear these strange whistling for the first time since the day he had saved the Philosopher's Stone, his scar had hurt her again.
The next morning the whole school knew about what had happened to Peter Fisher. But Dumbledore reassured them personally for breakfast. Thanks to Professor Sprout mandrakes that grew in a few months the young Ravenclaw could be awakened. When the causes of his pétifrication, they were unknown, but an investigation was launched and the head would be excluded.
Harry tried to ignore this unfortunate incident to focus on the first Quidditch match approaching and who oppose to Gryffindor on his duties and especially their little club defense.
The small group met for the first time Tuesday night as planned in the room on request they did not have difficulty finding. To their surprise, they found everything they needed, including multiple books on the subject in which Elisabeth had plunged with delight.
Because Harry was undoubtedly the one who had the most experience and was the most gifted with respect to the defenses against the forces of evil, it was promulgated to the rank of professor-in-chief, and the first lesson was designed to teach them to disarm an opponent out basic, but thought Harry, who could find very useful. After all, if your opponent does not stick, he can do nothing against you, except if an expert in the art to make magic without wands. But Harry knew very few people could boast, not even his parents or who were Black and Longbottom yet very great aurora.
At the end of their first meeting, only Lucas could not disarm everyone but Harry thought it was normal, because after all it was a first year that did the magic for less than two weeks the opposite would have been simply amazing. Moreover, even if he failed again to disarm everyone, it was on track and managed to disarm and Tracey Neville. Lucas was certainly a very good student with great potential.
Jenny had however pleasantly surprised. He never thought it could be as powerful, but Jenny had managed to disarm everyone except Harry, without any difficulty. It was also highly annoyed that Elizabeth did not used to being beaten by a first year. But Harry felt instinctively, Jenny was a very powerful witch.
- It was really good, while all commented Daphne left the room on request, trying not to get noticed. There remained only a half hour before the curfew and all should return to their common rooms immediately.
- Exactly when we start again? inquired her best friend Tracey, tying her long brown hair in a messy bun. His face was red due to the effort and his eyes shone. She loved this little session. Although she was conscious of not being the best student of Hogwarts, far from it, and it did not work hard, she loved to train to learn spells with her friends. Maybe it was just because she was with her friends that she had the impression of having learned more than if it had been a real teacher.
- Well on Sunday, as expected, said Harry, closing the room on request carefully.
- Yes, but it's too far, we could not do this more often? Tracey asked, turning to him.
- I have Quidditch practice, and we have to keep parties to do our homework, says he advanced towards her friend. But a glance at the other told him that all shared the opinion of the Slytherin.
- It is perhaps not have to all come together at the same time, suggested Jenny. It can be reached by group, that feels like, for two or more or even alone. The aim after all is to improve and train, and we can do it without everyone being there. "
Harry thinks about it and thought that his idea was not stupid and he agreed. It was not until later in the evening he realized that everyone had expected him to agree, as if he was the leader, the leader. Somehow the idea was appealing, but also a little scary because he did not know if it was up to that responsibility.
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A week later, when all ate together at the Slytherin table, except Neville, who ate with Hermione, Professor Dumbledore appeared in the hall and made an announcement.
"Good evening everyone. I have a little announcement to make. Professor Lockhlart decided to open a club duel, in which everyone can participate. The first session will be held Tuesday evening in the hall after the meal. Bon appetit everyone.
Immediately everyone began to talk excitedly, and the small group of Harry was no exception.
- Q'est what you do, do we go? Blaise asked with curiosity. After all, it can be fun just for once to attend.
- Yes, but we will lose an opportunity to train together, remarked Tracey, who was the one who took most to heart those lessons. And I am sure that you do not learn anything with this buffoon.
- I'm not so sure, says Harry looked pensive. This may be interesting to have to fight against other people who may have a higher level, or even just to watch duels between the sixth or seventh year. You can go at least once and see what's going on. "
All nodded at those words, and returned to their meals and discussions.
The next day Harry told the glad news that. Neville had indeed learned that his dear brother was planning to attend the club duel. He rejoiced because he hoped for a chance to beat him, before witnesses, which down a peg of all those who still believed that Ryan Potter was a god on earth. He knew that the chances to be left to fight with his brother were slim, but he hoped, however. He needed the clash between them, he required that any school that there was no way that the brother of Ryan Potter, who was in Slytherin, who told lies and trying to steal the glory of his brother.
And his prayer was answered.
The next evening, almost the whole school had gathered in the Great Hall to attend the first club Duel Hogwarts since the 1970s, where, because of the war against Voldemort, a dueling club was established.
- I bet my parents did not have an idiot as an instructor, Harry thought with a touch of contempt. In addition to an idiot who is late.
Professor Lockhlart eventually make an appearance, along with Professor Snape.
- What is he doing here? Harry wondered. Not surprisingly, the arrival of the professor of potions does not play certain Gryffindor.
- Good evening everyone, Lockhlart said in a loud voice with his perpetual smile stuck on his lips. I am delighted to see so many people want to learn how to fight a duel and defend themselves. Professor Snape here has kindly agreed to serve as my assistant! But do not worry, I promise to visit your professor in perfect condition, he says with a mischievous smile and lots of girls pâmèrent on hearing these words.
- Pity ridges that Snape kills Lockhlart accidentally pretended to beg Neville and all his friends laughed. Harry could not help but think that Neville had scored a point, it would not hurt worse if Rogue, inadvertently of course, the incompetent service. And Harry knew that the director was able to house.
- Okay, you're going to pair up and warm up and I go and Professor Snape in the ranks to correct you.
- It's Professor Snape and me, bananas, irritably corrected the eldest Black and Harry burst out laughing softly. He knew his friend's obsession for grammar and spelling, but he doubted she would have reacted as if it was someone else.
Unsurprisingly Harry began with Elizabeth, with Daphne Neville, Blaise Tracey, Jenny Lucas with Draco and Theodore Nott with, and the duels began.
Elizabeth Black was a very good student, so it was useless to talk. She learned very quickly and liked to read and learn new spells. If it was not in the top five best students was because, unlike the rest of the classmates of her house, she did not like that much school work, and some subjects bored him to death. But it was very good, it was unmistakable. And Harry was glad to have an opponent who would know how to defend, although ultimately, he will win.
- Do not be so sure of yourself Potter, she says as if she could read her mind. A smirk appears on her lips and she started the first spell, Harry counter easily. It has long mastered the charm of the shield and that Elisabeth avoids the fate of a few centimeters.
From there Harry and Elizabeth exchanged spells and spells with blinding speed for witches of that age, and some around them stopped to watch them, especially Professor Snape watched with a small grin Harry Potter the miracle of Slytherin. Apparently he had inherited the talent from his parents to fight a duel. This was not the case with his brother.
Ryan had a partner Ron Weasley, though it was a poor student, but the spells he launched was too low in power to have any impact and the show was just heartbreaking. Rogue then had a bright idea to brighten up the evening. He came reluctantly to his colleague, who was busy strutting to two silly Hufflepuff clucking like geese, and told him curtly to his idea. Lockhlart nodded enthusiastically.
- Very well, he said in a loud voice and everyone stopped immediately. Now we will carry out demonstrations. We will take two students and watch them fight a duel to see what works and what does not. To begin with, the best student of this school, Ryan Potter, against his brother Harry, he declaimed with a smile that had happened to his ears. He was anxious that the boy-who-have-survived a no flanks derusted insolent to his twin as Lockhlart particularly hated.
- Since when does your half missed the best student? fumed Elisabeth, whose eyes flashed. Harry told him to shut up a wave of his hand and his lips sketched a wicked smile. He finally had a chance, and he would not miss it.
Harry and Ryan went on the stage that Snape had specially designed for this purpose. Once on the platform, Harry realized that his sister was dying of fear. He trembled and sweat dripping from his forehead. What he believes, Harry thought with contempt, I'm going to start a Crucio whole school?
- Okay, first of all, we need you bow, explained Lockhlart, who was at the side of Ryan and whispered something in his ear. Snape went to his student and said in a low voice.
- If ever you fail you will be Potter held for two weeks with Filch, right? But Harry saw that it was only the wind. Snape's eyes seemed to sparkle, and suddenly Harry was convinced that it was his house manager who orchestrated that.
- Do not worry sir I will not shame the Slytherin house, he replied confidently. I can beat him anywhere and anytime.
The two teachers descended from the platform, and Harry saw that all eyes were on him, especially his friends, who seemed to send her quiet encouragement. Neville and Elisabeth held hands and watched with intense concentration, as if to impart positive vibes that would allow it to beat his brother. Jenny smiled at him and Draco nodded, crossing his eyes, as if to say, go ahead demolished it, for everything he did. Harry nodded and set his eyes on his twin brother. The atmosphere was tense with each other and everybody could feel it. They bowed and the duel began.
- Stupefy, Harry yelled in the direction of his brother who dodged the fate of a few millimeters. Furious, he countered with a curse that Harry's sausage counter easy by Protego nonchalant.
- That's all you have to offer, laughed Harry still protected by his shield. Ryan's face hardened when he heard his brother and he in turn tried to launch a Stupefy, but the red ball that went out of his wand was too low to meet Harry. While it tired and was about to cast a spell of his own to his sister, it cried.
- Serpensortia, and immediately a long black snake came out of the rod and Ryan went to Harry. Everyone in the room was a cringe, but Harry was more puzzled than frightened. How his brother, the model of perfect little Gryffindor could he know a spell that showed the emblem of Salazar Slytherin? The snake was close to Harry and this Lockhlart saw coming towards him leaving his wand, but with a wave of his hand, he told him to stay away.
Much later, thinking back to this scene, Harry asked what that had prompted him to act that way, but never find any rational explanation.
He walked slowly forward and lowered slightly toward the snake straightened.
And Harry began to speak to the serpent.
- I did not know that my idiot brother could ward off a snake, Harry hissed without even realizing he was speaking another language, and everyone around him looked at him with terror, fear or curiosity. It was as if his entourage had completely disappeared, he saw that snake, and he spoke as if it were a natural thing.
- Bishop can speak to snakes, and Harry could have sworn that the snake was amazed. It's been so long since I met a human who has the gift of being able to speak.
- Is what you could do me a small favor? Harry asked the snake shook his head, or rather his upper body with excitement. Do you can go to scare my brother is there. Nothing too serious, just scare him a little. But do not bite. And when you're done, give yourself to the dungeons, I'll meet you there.
The snake was delighted to be entrusted with a task ripple in the direction of the survivor who was trembling more. All the spectators were in shock that one of them converse with a snake as if it were natural. When the snake began to move to Ryan, many in the crowd gasped and Harry thought his brother was going to pee on it so he was afraid. The serpent approached the ankles of Ryan and began to whistle and pretend to want to bite him. Ryan stepped back so that he fell from the platform with a heavy sound, and after Harry has whistled a thank you to her new pet, the snake went quickly out of the room while everyone else is almost Ryan stormed.
Harry went out of his dream and watched the scene around him. Professor Snape looked at him with an inscrutable look, several Gryffindors watching him with threatening faces, and his friends ... Elizabeth rushed to him and seized his arm in fourth gear. Without saying a word, she pulled out of the hall towards the dungeons followed by everyone.
Pipa no word on the path until they arrive in the common room of Slytherin. Harry had started to realize what he had done, but no regrets.
They entered the room and it was Draco who posed the first question everyone asked.
- Why do we have that you never said you were a fourchelangue Harry? His tone was not accusatory, but rather curious. And Harry saw that his friends were not afraid, they were just intrigued, especially Tracey and Lucas.
- I did not know myself, confessed he, passing his hand through his hair. He sighed and continued. When I saw this snake I do not know what got into me, but I knew I could talk to him and I can not explain it.
- I do not understand what the problem is? Lucas asked, clearly curious. Harry talks to snakes and then? There are probably many people who can.
- Not at all Lucas explained Daphne. The fourchelangues are very rare and are usually associated with darkness.
- Why? asked Tracey, who also came from a middle Muggle.
- Because the last time was in fourchelangue Voldemort, Harry replied Elizabeth, who scrutinized.
- You think your brother is one too? Blaise said in turn. After all it is something that usually is transmitted in the family, it would be odd that you're the only Potter to have this little special talent.
Harry shook his head. He was convinced that neither her brother nor her parents could talk to snakes. As Daphne had explained, such a talent was associated with darkness, the evil wizard, after all the most famous fourchelangues were none other than Voldemor, Salazar Slytherin and Grindelwald. Should we be afraid of this gift, it could become?
Suddenly his attention was attracted by a small black shape that crept towards it. Seconds later, his friend the snake was on the armrest of the chair in which he was. Ignoring the looks amused and surprised his friends, he began the discussion.
- Do you want to be my pet snake? Harry asked politely. This idea came to him in the head he can not even explain it. But he had always wanted a pet, and this snake it was friendly, and above all, he could talk to him. This would be useful.
- Sure mister, I would be honored.
- Although you what's your name?
- Sigurd mister.
- Well, if you want you can go to my dorm and thee rest or explore the castle but also am very careful not to be noticed.
- Well mister. And with that, the snake went to the dormitory of Harry. It rested his eyes on his friends who were staring at him without saying a word.
- It's really frustrating not being able to understand what you say, a little voice says Jenny collapsing on the couch near Harry. What did you say? she asked with a look so innocent that it made him laugh Harry ruffled his hair. The little Slytherin had a knack for always fun or at least make him smile. She was so innocent and natural, but deep down Harry suspected it was much more complex than that.
- I asked him if he wanted to be my pet and he said yes, he explained.
- A pet snake is not trivial, "commented Daphne sitting down and turn out a magazine from his bag. Harry was relieved that his friends were taking this lightly, for he knew that the next day he would be entitled to the reactions of his classmates who are not positive. Not to mention that of his parents. They will kill me, he thought. Too bad.
The next morning Harry went into the hall along with Daphne and Tracey. On the way, he met people who threw him dirty looks, or whispering in his direction. He chose not to answer and instead accelerated the steps to the hall because he was hungry and did not want to be late on the first throughout the day.
After sitting at the Slytherin table, he noticed that many regarded him with suspicion, others with anger (these were all sitting at the table without exception Gryffindor).
- Harry, we need to talk, cried a voice next to him, and Harry realized that Elizabeth had rush the table as soon as she saw him.
- Have you heard the news? asked she, looking all around her. She looked nervous, and it astonished Harry. Her friend was still evidence of such self-control.
- No, what's going on? he asked, using a glass of pumpkin juice. Her two friends approached the Slytherin seeing Elizabeth in this state.
- Two other people were petrified last night, she explained in a low voice. And near the body was found an inscription on the wall saying 'beware enemies of the heir, the Chamber of Secrets is opened again. "
- Chamber of Secrets, but what is it? Tracey exclaimed in shock, but Harry asked another question.
- Who was petrified?
- The Weasley twins. "
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Draco Malfoy Abraxas bored to death.
He was thinking about what he would rather do right now instead of being here. On top of the podium, get a tooth pulled by a dentomage, take a walk in the Forbidden Forest, or even take a course of eight hours in the history of magic. Anything rather than an evening with this idiot in selected peroxide that never stopped chattering about her fame and so on. Draco was so desperate that he was almost to consider the option to jump out the window on the fourth floor to escape this torture. After all, the only risk would be to spend a week in hospital, not rocket science.
He gave a long sigh of despair and boredom and looked at his friends. Elizabeth's eyes were so black with rage as Draco Lockhlart surprised that has not crashed yet dead, which would have settled everyone incidentally. Harry yawned about every thirty seconds and looked to be about to fall asleep at any time as Neville, who, one elbow on the table with his head, signed letters of Lockhlart a fan of despair intense written on his face. How long is this going to last? Draco thought. It's been one year now and we are having to endure this pompous fool, and the chatter of shopgirl heat. To believe that it is a girl. In fact It is all perhaps, who knows.
Draco was interrupted by thoughts of those who loved their teacher said suddenly.
"And it is already nine o'clock, as time flies when you're having fun! "He exclaimed with a smile so stupid that Draco thought he was going out his wand and avada kedavadriser immediately. What a pity it is not him who was possessed by Voldemort, at least Harry would have killed him and it was quiet. In comparison, Quirrell was not so bad.
The day after their encounter with Voldemort, Draco after he recovered, Harry came to visit him in the hospital to tell him what had happened to the philosopher's stone. Draco had turned pale on hearing that Harry had faced Voldemort, but made no comment. Hearing this, he was relieved to have been sent to the hospital in mid-adventure. If he had been in place for Harry, he did would certainly not be taken as well.
As the golden trio glanced black professor of defense against the forces of evil, and that Draco replied with a hint of sarcasm, 'sure, I have absolutely not seen past the time or had the minutes until this restraint does not end 'any Lockhlart made them a little speech in the future as what they should be more respectful to their teachers (especially him) and they should not be jealous of Ryan and of himself. The four friends left without these remarks, moreover, Neville yawned ostensibly to show his lack of responsiveness to such words, and eventually release them Lockhlart.
- Is what I am the only one deeply despised that teacher, if it is reasonable to grant him this title? Elisabeth fumed when all four went to the Slytherin common room. The three boys shook her head negatively and Harry was about to answer when suddenly ...
... Just ... just kill me ... let me see you tear ... kill ... the blood ... so long.
Harry stopped immediately and sought the source of the strange whistling. His friends, noticing his attitude, stopped immediately.
- What's going on Harry? Elizabeth asked, intrigued.
- You do not hear, he whispered in a voice so low that the others had to strain to hear it. Harry approached the wall and pressed his ear, and his friends did not understand what he was playing.
- What you do not hear? Elizabeth asked in a low voice, approaching his best friend, but he motioned him to be quiet and even more his ear closer to the wall if possible. After a few seconds he stood up and started running toward the next corridor. His friends followed him into the hallway and turned on their right. All were shocked by the spectacle before them.
The floor, lying was a Ravenclaw student Elizabeth recognized as Peter Fisher, a third year with whom she had spoken a few times. He was so still, so pale, they would have thought ...
Then Harry stood motionless near the wall, as if waiting for something, Elizabeth, Neville and Draco rushed to the boy. With relief, he found Elizabeth was still breathing.
- I will immediately inform Professor McGonagall, Neville said, and without waiting for an answer he ran off.
- Harry what does it mean? Draco asked, rising. Elisabeth tried to awaken his fellow student, in vain.
- I heard a voice, which seemed to come from the walls, replied in a very slowly Slytherin. And he recounted to his friends what he had heard. Elizabeth opened her eyes wide and Draco turned pale on hearing this.
- Harry, you'd better not say that you heard those voices, said Elizabeth hastily as they could hear footsteps coming closer. And Harry shook his head slightly, obviously still confused.
And very quickly, Professor McGonagall appeared, accompanied by Severus Snape and Neville, who had his face all red and panting. He had to run very fast so quickly.
- What is happening? Snape asked in his usual stern voice, while McGonagall, pushing a little cry, approached the student and examined quickly.
- We came back with the teacher holding Lockhlart to make us in our common room when we found Peter in this state, explained Elizabeth quickly, a sign that she was hiding something, for anyone who knew her well enough. This was not the case of two teachers.
Rogue in turn approached the student and examined, raising his eyebrows in surprise. He did not understand why or how this student was in this state. Nothing seemed to wake him up.
- Severus must notify Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall said, raising his head to his colleague. I think he was petrified. "She uttered the last words with what appeared to be the fear in his voice.
Harry and Draco returned to their common room without saying a word, both clearly in shock. Under the urging of teachers, Elisabeth and Neville had returned to their dormitories, but the four friends were not able to discuss what had happened.
Upon entering the common room, Harry saw that almost all students were already in their dormitories, except Jenny, who was apparently doing his homework in his chair green and silver preferred by the fire.
"What happens to you? she asked, looking up to his friends and seeing their haggard air. Soon, Draco informed him of what had happened, and Jenny turned pale on hearing his story.
- But who could have done that, and how could you hear these voices and no one else? "She asked, in the direction of Harry, whose only response was a wry nod. He did not understand what had happened, but he had a premonition that his second year at Hogwarts is not as quiet as he could have hoped.
Because he did not tell anyone, but while he was in the hallway, to hear these strange whistling for the first time since the day he had saved the Philosopher's Stone, his scar had hurt her again.
The next morning the whole school knew about what had happened to Peter Fisher. But Dumbledore reassured them personally for breakfast. Thanks to Professor Sprout mandrakes that grew in a few months the young Ravenclaw could be awakened. When the causes of his pétifrication, they were unknown, but an investigation was launched and the head would be excluded.
Harry tried to ignore this unfortunate incident to focus on the first Quidditch match approaching and who oppose to Gryffindor on his duties and especially their little club defense.
The small group met for the first time Tuesday night as planned in the room on request they did not have difficulty finding. To their surprise, they found everything they needed, including multiple books on the subject in which Elisabeth had plunged with delight.
Because Harry was undoubtedly the one who had the most experience and was the most gifted with respect to the defenses against the forces of evil, it was promulgated to the rank of professor-in-chief, and the first lesson was designed to teach them to disarm an opponent out basic, but thought Harry, who could find very useful. After all, if your opponent does not stick, he can do nothing against you, except if an expert in the art to make magic without wands. But Harry knew very few people could boast, not even his parents or who were Black and Longbottom yet very great aurora.
At the end of their first meeting, only Lucas could not disarm everyone but Harry thought it was normal, because after all it was a first year that did the magic for less than two weeks the opposite would have been simply amazing. Moreover, even if he failed again to disarm everyone, it was on track and managed to disarm and Tracey Neville. Lucas was certainly a very good student with great potential.
Jenny had however pleasantly surprised. He never thought it could be as powerful, but Jenny had managed to disarm everyone except Harry, without any difficulty. It was also highly annoyed that Elizabeth did not used to being beaten by a first year. But Harry felt instinctively, Jenny was a very powerful witch.
- It was really good, while all commented Daphne left the room on request, trying not to get noticed. There remained only a half hour before the curfew and all should return to their common rooms immediately.
- Exactly when we start again? inquired her best friend Tracey, tying her long brown hair in a messy bun. His face was red due to the effort and his eyes shone. She loved this little session. Although she was conscious of not being the best student of Hogwarts, far from it, and it did not work hard, she loved to train to learn spells with her friends. Maybe it was just because she was with her friends that she had the impression of having learned more than if it had been a real teacher.
- Well on Sunday, as expected, said Harry, closing the room on request carefully.
- Yes, but it's too far, we could not do this more often? Tracey asked, turning to him.
- I have Quidditch practice, and we have to keep parties to do our homework, says he advanced towards her friend. But a glance at the other told him that all shared the opinion of the Slytherin.
- It is perhaps not have to all come together at the same time, suggested Jenny. It can be reached by group, that feels like, for two or more or even alone. The aim after all is to improve and train, and we can do it without everyone being there. "
Harry thinks about it and thought that his idea was not stupid and he agreed. It was not until later in the evening he realized that everyone had expected him to agree, as if he was the leader, the leader. Somehow the idea was appealing, but also a little scary because he did not know if it was up to that responsibility.
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A week later, when all ate together at the Slytherin table, except Neville, who ate with Hermione, Professor Dumbledore appeared in the hall and made an announcement.
"Good evening everyone. I have a little announcement to make. Professor Lockhlart decided to open a club duel, in which everyone can participate. The first session will be held Tuesday evening in the hall after the meal. Bon appetit everyone.
Immediately everyone began to talk excitedly, and the small group of Harry was no exception.
- Q'est what you do, do we go? Blaise asked with curiosity. After all, it can be fun just for once to attend.
- Yes, but we will lose an opportunity to train together, remarked Tracey, who was the one who took most to heart those lessons. And I am sure that you do not learn anything with this buffoon.
- I'm not so sure, says Harry looked pensive. This may be interesting to have to fight against other people who may have a higher level, or even just to watch duels between the sixth or seventh year. You can go at least once and see what's going on. "
All nodded at those words, and returned to their meals and discussions.
The next day Harry told the glad news that. Neville had indeed learned that his dear brother was planning to attend the club duel. He rejoiced because he hoped for a chance to beat him, before witnesses, which down a peg of all those who still believed that Ryan Potter was a god on earth. He knew that the chances to be left to fight with his brother were slim, but he hoped, however. He needed the clash between them, he required that any school that there was no way that the brother of Ryan Potter, who was in Slytherin, who told lies and trying to steal the glory of his brother.
And his prayer was answered.
The next evening, almost the whole school had gathered in the Great Hall to attend the first club Duel Hogwarts since the 1970s, where, because of the war against Voldemort, a dueling club was established.
- I bet my parents did not have an idiot as an instructor, Harry thought with a touch of contempt. In addition to an idiot who is late.
Professor Lockhlart eventually make an appearance, along with Professor Snape.
- What is he doing here? Harry wondered. Not surprisingly, the arrival of the professor of potions does not play certain Gryffindor.
- Good evening everyone, Lockhlart said in a loud voice with his perpetual smile stuck on his lips. I am delighted to see so many people want to learn how to fight a duel and defend themselves. Professor Snape here has kindly agreed to serve as my assistant! But do not worry, I promise to visit your professor in perfect condition, he says with a mischievous smile and lots of girls pâmèrent on hearing these words.
- Pity ridges that Snape kills Lockhlart accidentally pretended to beg Neville and all his friends laughed. Harry could not help but think that Neville had scored a point, it would not hurt worse if Rogue, inadvertently of course, the incompetent service. And Harry knew that the director was able to house.
- Okay, you're going to pair up and warm up and I go and Professor Snape in the ranks to correct you.
- It's Professor Snape and me, bananas, irritably corrected the eldest Black and Harry burst out laughing softly. He knew his friend's obsession for grammar and spelling, but he doubted she would have reacted as if it was someone else.
Unsurprisingly Harry began with Elizabeth, with Daphne Neville, Blaise Tracey, Jenny Lucas with Draco and Theodore Nott with, and the duels began.
Elizabeth Black was a very good student, so it was useless to talk. She learned very quickly and liked to read and learn new spells. If it was not in the top five best students was because, unlike the rest of the classmates of her house, she did not like that much school work, and some subjects bored him to death. But it was very good, it was unmistakable. And Harry was glad to have an opponent who would know how to defend, although ultimately, he will win.
- Do not be so sure of yourself Potter, she says as if she could read her mind. A smirk appears on her lips and she started the first spell, Harry counter easily. It has long mastered the charm of the shield and that Elisabeth avoids the fate of a few centimeters.
From there Harry and Elizabeth exchanged spells and spells with blinding speed for witches of that age, and some around them stopped to watch them, especially Professor Snape watched with a small grin Harry Potter the miracle of Slytherin. Apparently he had inherited the talent from his parents to fight a duel. This was not the case with his brother.
Ryan had a partner Ron Weasley, though it was a poor student, but the spells he launched was too low in power to have any impact and the show was just heartbreaking. Rogue then had a bright idea to brighten up the evening. He came reluctantly to his colleague, who was busy strutting to two silly Hufflepuff clucking like geese, and told him curtly to his idea. Lockhlart nodded enthusiastically.
- Very well, he said in a loud voice and everyone stopped immediately. Now we will carry out demonstrations. We will take two students and watch them fight a duel to see what works and what does not. To begin with, the best student of this school, Ryan Potter, against his brother Harry, he declaimed with a smile that had happened to his ears. He was anxious that the boy-who-have-survived a no flanks derusted insolent to his twin as Lockhlart particularly hated.
- Since when does your half missed the best student? fumed Elisabeth, whose eyes flashed. Harry told him to shut up a wave of his hand and his lips sketched a wicked smile. He finally had a chance, and he would not miss it.
Harry and Ryan went on the stage that Snape had specially designed for this purpose. Once on the platform, Harry realized that his sister was dying of fear. He trembled and sweat dripping from his forehead. What he believes, Harry thought with contempt, I'm going to start a Crucio whole school?
- Okay, first of all, we need you bow, explained Lockhlart, who was at the side of Ryan and whispered something in his ear. Snape went to his student and said in a low voice.
- If ever you fail you will be Potter held for two weeks with Filch, right? But Harry saw that it was only the wind. Snape's eyes seemed to sparkle, and suddenly Harry was convinced that it was his house manager who orchestrated that.
- Do not worry sir I will not shame the Slytherin house, he replied confidently. I can beat him anywhere and anytime.
The two teachers descended from the platform, and Harry saw that all eyes were on him, especially his friends, who seemed to send her quiet encouragement. Neville and Elisabeth held hands and watched with intense concentration, as if to impart positive vibes that would allow it to beat his brother. Jenny smiled at him and Draco nodded, crossing his eyes, as if to say, go ahead demolished it, for everything he did. Harry nodded and set his eyes on his twin brother. The atmosphere was tense with each other and everybody could feel it. They bowed and the duel began.
- Stupefy, Harry yelled in the direction of his brother who dodged the fate of a few millimeters. Furious, he countered with a curse that Harry's sausage counter easy by Protego nonchalant.
- That's all you have to offer, laughed Harry still protected by his shield. Ryan's face hardened when he heard his brother and he in turn tried to launch a Stupefy, but the red ball that went out of his wand was too low to meet Harry. While it tired and was about to cast a spell of his own to his sister, it cried.
- Serpensortia, and immediately a long black snake came out of the rod and Ryan went to Harry. Everyone in the room was a cringe, but Harry was more puzzled than frightened. How his brother, the model of perfect little Gryffindor could he know a spell that showed the emblem of Salazar Slytherin? The snake was close to Harry and this Lockhlart saw coming towards him leaving his wand, but with a wave of his hand, he told him to stay away.
Much later, thinking back to this scene, Harry asked what that had prompted him to act that way, but never find any rational explanation.
He walked slowly forward and lowered slightly toward the snake straightened.
And Harry began to speak to the serpent.
- I did not know that my idiot brother could ward off a snake, Harry hissed without even realizing he was speaking another language, and everyone around him looked at him with terror, fear or curiosity. It was as if his entourage had completely disappeared, he saw that snake, and he spoke as if it were a natural thing.
- Bishop can speak to snakes, and Harry could have sworn that the snake was amazed. It's been so long since I met a human who has the gift of being able to speak.
- Is what you could do me a small favor? Harry asked the snake shook his head, or rather his upper body with excitement. Do you can go to scare my brother is there. Nothing too serious, just scare him a little. But do not bite. And when you're done, give yourself to the dungeons, I'll meet you there.
The snake was delighted to be entrusted with a task ripple in the direction of the survivor who was trembling more. All the spectators were in shock that one of them converse with a snake as if it were natural. When the snake began to move to Ryan, many in the crowd gasped and Harry thought his brother was going to pee on it so he was afraid. The serpent approached the ankles of Ryan and began to whistle and pretend to want to bite him. Ryan stepped back so that he fell from the platform with a heavy sound, and after Harry has whistled a thank you to her new pet, the snake went quickly out of the room while everyone else is almost Ryan stormed.
Harry went out of his dream and watched the scene around him. Professor Snape looked at him with an inscrutable look, several Gryffindors watching him with threatening faces, and his friends ... Elizabeth rushed to him and seized his arm in fourth gear. Without saying a word, she pulled out of the hall towards the dungeons followed by everyone.
Pipa no word on the path until they arrive in the common room of Slytherin. Harry had started to realize what he had done, but no regrets.
They entered the room and it was Draco who posed the first question everyone asked.
- Why do we have that you never said you were a fourchelangue Harry? His tone was not accusatory, but rather curious. And Harry saw that his friends were not afraid, they were just intrigued, especially Tracey and Lucas.
- I did not know myself, confessed he, passing his hand through his hair. He sighed and continued. When I saw this snake I do not know what got into me, but I knew I could talk to him and I can not explain it.
- I do not understand what the problem is? Lucas asked, clearly curious. Harry talks to snakes and then? There are probably many people who can.
- Not at all Lucas explained Daphne. The fourchelangues are very rare and are usually associated with darkness.
- Why? asked Tracey, who also came from a middle Muggle.
- Because the last time was in fourchelangue Voldemort, Harry replied Elizabeth, who scrutinized.
- You think your brother is one too? Blaise said in turn. After all it is something that usually is transmitted in the family, it would be odd that you're the only Potter to have this little special talent.
Harry shook his head. He was convinced that neither her brother nor her parents could talk to snakes. As Daphne had explained, such a talent was associated with darkness, the evil wizard, after all the most famous fourchelangues were none other than Voldemor, Salazar Slytherin and Grindelwald. Should we be afraid of this gift, it could become?
Suddenly his attention was attracted by a small black shape that crept towards it. Seconds later, his friend the snake was on the armrest of the chair in which he was. Ignoring the looks amused and surprised his friends, he began the discussion.
- Do you want to be my pet snake? Harry asked politely. This idea came to him in the head he can not even explain it. But he had always wanted a pet, and this snake it was friendly, and above all, he could talk to him. This would be useful.
- Sure mister, I would be honored.
- Although you what's your name?
- Sigurd mister.
- Well, if you want you can go to my dorm and thee rest or explore the castle but also am very careful not to be noticed.
- Well mister. And with that, the snake went to the dormitory of Harry. It rested his eyes on his friends who were staring at him without saying a word.
- It's really frustrating not being able to understand what you say, a little voice says Jenny collapsing on the couch near Harry. What did you say? she asked with a look so innocent that it made him laugh Harry ruffled his hair. The little Slytherin had a knack for always fun or at least make him smile. She was so innocent and natural, but deep down Harry suspected it was much more complex than that.
- I asked him if he wanted to be my pet and he said yes, he explained.
- A pet snake is not trivial, "commented Daphne sitting down and turn out a magazine from his bag. Harry was relieved that his friends were taking this lightly, for he knew that the next day he would be entitled to the reactions of his classmates who are not positive. Not to mention that of his parents. They will kill me, he thought. Too bad.
The next morning Harry went into the hall along with Daphne and Tracey. On the way, he met people who threw him dirty looks, or whispering in his direction. He chose not to answer and instead accelerated the steps to the hall because he was hungry and did not want to be late on the first throughout the day.
After sitting at the Slytherin table, he noticed that many regarded him with suspicion, others with anger (these were all sitting at the table without exception Gryffindor).
- Harry, we need to talk, cried a voice next to him, and Harry realized that Elizabeth had rush the table as soon as she saw him.
- Have you heard the news? asked she, looking all around her. She looked nervous, and it astonished Harry. Her friend was still evidence of such self-control.
- No, what's going on? he asked, using a glass of pumpkin juice. Her two friends approached the Slytherin seeing Elizabeth in this state.
- Two other people were petrified last night, she explained in a low voice. And near the body was found an inscription on the wall saying 'beware enemies of the heir, the Chamber of Secrets is opened again. "
- Chamber of Secrets, but what is it? Tracey exclaimed in shock, but Harry asked another question.
- Who was petrified?
- The Weasley twins. "
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