Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (Harry Potter, #2)

by J.K. Rowling

“Dobby, sir. Just Dobby. Dobby the house-elf,”

“There is a plot, Harry Potter. A plot to make most terrible things happen at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year,”

Mrs. Weasley was marching across the yard, scattering chickens, and for a short, plump, kind-faced woman, it was remarkable how much she looked like a saber-toothed tiger.

There was a very small pile of silver Sickles inside, and just one gold Galleon.

September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!”

he opened the trunk and showed him how it had been magically expanded so that the luggage fitted easily.

Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and Percy were all sitting comfortably side by side,

“At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in,” said Hermione sharply. “They got in on pure talent.”

Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin.

After a while, there was a serious argument on the subject between Slytherin and Gryffindor, and Slytherin left the school.”

The heir alone would be able to unseal the Chamber of Secrets, unleash the horror within, and use it to purge the school of all who were unworthy to study magic.”

And within five minutes, the class had sunk back into its usual torpor.

“Dobby!”

“Dobby wants to save Harry Potter’s life! Better sent home, grievously injured, than remain here, sir! Dobby only wanted Harry Potter hurt enough to be sent home!”

“Bad Dobby, very bad Dobby . . .”

“You know what, Harry? If he doesn’t stop trying to save your life he’s going to kill you.”

“You’re a Parselmouth. Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Honestly, if you were any slower, you’d be going backward.”

His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad, His hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he’s really divine, The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.”

“Hello, Harry Potter. My name is Tom Riddle. How did you come by my diary?”

“you will find that I will only truly have left this school when none here are loyal to me. You will also find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.”

Of the many fearsome beasts and monsters that roam our land, there is none more curious or more deadly than the Basilisk, known also as the King of Serpents.

“Voldemort,” said Riddle softly, “is my past, present, and future, Harry Potter. . . .”

It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”

“Master threw it, and Dobby caught it, and Dobby — Dobby is free.”