Old Moldy Voldy glares. I blow a loud raspberry at him. Old Moldy Voldy yells, "HOW DARE YOU!"
"I dare because I care about this school!" I respond. "Unlike you!" I run out of the office, then see someone. A tall boy with black hair and glasses. A lightning scar zigzags across his face. It's just a statue.
"Speciailis Revelio!" I cry. The statue turns into a real person...
HARRY POTTER!
"My friend Ron got trapped in the Chamber of Secrets!" Harry yells. "Then why are we waiting?" I grin. We run to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
"How in old Moldy Voldy's pompous face are you here!" I yell. Peeves interrupts by blowing loud raspberries every time I speak. Then, I realize he's leading us to the Chamber! He's blowing raspberries to make sure they think he's just making trouble.
Ron is stuck as a twelve-year-old. He says, "Harry! Every time I turn thirteen, I turn into a baby!" This is Old Moldy Voldy's fault, and I know it! I say, "We're going to beat Old Moldy Voldy. Go let Draco know."
"Not Draco Malfoy?" Harry asks. "Yes," I respond. "He's with us."
Harry looks shocked. "Well! He's starred in so many bad stories! Are they all true?"
"What? No," I respond.
"Good," says Harry.
"Now," I say, "let's go alert Clay."