Harry! Hagrid!
It’s so good to see you.
What did you do to your glasses?
Oculus Reparo!
Okay. Bye.
Come on, everyone’s been so worried!
Fear of a name only increases the fear of the thing itself.

Mandrake, or Mandragora, is used to return those who have been Petrified to their original state. It’s also very dangerous. The Mandrake’s cry is fatal to anyone who hears it.

Get off me!
Immobulus!

At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got it on pure talent.
You okay, Ron?
Say something!
He called me a Mudblood.
It means ‘dirty blood’. Mudblood’s a foul name for someone who’s Muggle-born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me. It’s not a term one usually hears in a civilized conversation.

Harry!
Voice? What voice?
Harry, wait! Not so fast!
’The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the Heir, beware.’ It’s written in blood.
That’s why Ron and I went looking for him, professor. We’d just found him when he said…
It’s a bit strange, isn’t it?
You hear this voice, a voice only you can hear… and then Mrs. Norris turns up Petrified. It’s just strange.
No, Harry. Even in the wizarding world, hearing voices isn’t a good sign.

Professor… I was wondering if you could tell us about the Chamber of Secrets.
Muggle-borns.
Professor? What exactly does legend tell us lies within the Chamber?

Yes. Couldn’t you tell? McGonagall’s worried. All the teachers are.
The Heir of Slytherin has returned to Hogwarts. The question is, who is it?
If you’re talking about Malfoy –
I heard him. But Malfoy, the Heir of Slytherin?
Even they aren’t that thick. But there might be another way. Mind you, it would be difficult. Not to mention we’d be breaking about 50 school rules… and it’ll be dangerous. Very dangerous.

Here it is. The Polyjuice Potion. Properly brewed, the Polyjuice Potion allows the drinker to transform himself temporarily into the physical form of another.
Yes.
Exactly. But it’s tricky. I’ve never seen a more complicated potion.
A month.
I know. But it’s the only plan we’ve got.

No! Even with a proper wand, it’s too risky. You could hit Harry.
Let’s go.
Finite Incantatem!
Are you okay?
You will be able to, won’t you?

Maybe. We’ll have to wait for the Polyjuice Potion to know for sure.
No. No one ever comes in here.
Moaning Myrtle.
Moaning Myrtle.
She’s a little sensitive.

Do you think he’s all right?
You can talk to snakes.
No, they can’t. It’s not a very common gift, Harry. This is bad.
I don’t know, but it sounded like you were egging the snake on or something. Harry, listen to me. There’s a reason the symbol of Slytherin house is a serpent. Salazar Slytherin was a Parselmouth. He could talk to snakes too.
He lived a thousand years ago. For all we know, you could be.

Everything’s set. We just need a bit of who you’re changing into.
We also need to make sure that the real Crabbe and Goyle can’t burst it on us while we’re interrogating Malfoy.
I’ve got it all worked out. I filled these with a simple Sleeping Draught. Simple, but powerful. Now, once they’re asleep, hide them in a broomstick cupboard and put out a few of their hairs and put on their uniforms.
I’ve already got mine. Milicent Bulstrode. Slytherin. I got this off her robes. I’m going to check on the Polyjuice Potion. Make sure that Crabbe and Goyle find these.

Add the hairs.
Cheers.
Me too.
I… I don’t think I’m going. You go on without me.
Just go. You’re wasting time.
Do you remember me telling you that the Polyjuice Potion was only for human transformations? It was cat hair I plucked off Milicent Bulstrode’s robes. Look at my face.

It can’t be Hagrid. It just can’t be.
Look, Hagrid’s our friend. Why don’t we just go and ask him about it?
Yes- no.
It had to be a Gryffindor. Nobody else knows our password. Unless it wasn’t a student.

Thanks, Sir Nicholas.
It’s good to be back. Congratulations, I can’t believe you solved it.
Thanks.
Oh, no.