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"Let me introduce myself," came Lord Voldermort's recorded voice. "I'm in Ravenclaw, yet I've never entered Hogwarts. I'm an ingredient in Cockroach Clusters, yet you can't find me in Honeydukes. I'm an essential part of the Malfoy heritage, yet no pure-blood ever possesses me. And, at midnight tonight, I'm going to get mixed up with a damp pita and plummet to my death from Hogsmeade Church steeple! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Ah-ha-ha-ha…" *click*
"Holy linguals," Harry muttered.
Dumbledore sighed. "To the Bee-Cave, Harry."
And, some minutes later, Bee-Man and Skeeter drove forth into the night, to contend once again with Tom Marvolo, Riddler.