DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, although I do own this plot. So stick that in your pipe and smoke it! No – not – not really. Just read it!
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in Dumbledore's office. Harry was drawing chalk lines around the victim. Ron was taking notes from the witnesses. Hermione was trying to calm Dumbledore down.
"Professor, it's ok. Just calmly tell me what happened?" Hermione said.
"I, I had gone to get some ice cream for us. And when I came back, he – he – he was torn to pieces!" Dumbledore burst out into tears.
"Was there anyone else in this office beside Mr. Blinky when you left the room?" Hermione asked. Dumbledore shook his head.
"Does anyone know your password? Any teachers? Any students?"
"All the teachers know my password, and the only student who knows it as far as I know is Harry. But Harry couldn't've done it because he was right behind me in the ice cream line!" Dumbledore sobbed. Hermione turned to Harry. He was finished outlining Mr. Blinky's body.
"Call a teacher's meeting. We're going to get to the bottom of this case, Professor." Hermione added as Harry went off to get the teachers.
"Thank you Hermione! Thank you!" Dumbledore said.
"Don't thank us Professor. It's our jobs. Come on, Ron. There's investigating to be done." Hermione and Ron left Dumbledore's office. But not before getting one last good look at Mr. Blinky, Dumbledore's stuffed bear. There was stuffing coming out of the bear.