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As they entered Dumbledores' office, they looked around. He wasn't there, and neither was Fawkes. Ron and Harry dumped Lockhart on the ground. They suddenly heard singing on the balcony. It was awful, and sounded like a deranged tone-deaf cat was singing into an amplifier. "And the rockets' RED GLARE….dung-bombs stinking the air…gave proooof through the night…that our wards were still there. Oh sa-" Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Ah came screaming onto the balcony, forcefully grabbed Dumbledore, and threw him off the turret.
"That was than the time Mum sonorused Scabbers!" Ron gasped. He was pale under the freckles. The door to the office slammed open. "Proffeseur! There's a basilisk in the school!" Hermione cried. She stopped. "Who are you?" she said.
"I am Ah the great!" Ah replied.
"Alright then." Hermione wandered over to the balcony and looked off it. She screamed. "What happened to Dumbledore?" She yelled.
"We threw him off the turret because of his awful singing abilities." Ginny said. "It was unbearable."
"I wanted to do that!" Hermione sobbed. "I was coming up here to kill him because of all the awful teaching in this school and the fact that there were dangerous events two years in a row!" She started to rant about why she wanted kill Dumbledore. Harry, Ron, and Ginny, being used to it, waited it out. Ah calmly walked up to her and said, "So, what are you going to do now? I know a nice school that you could take over to make sure that these things don't happen again. It's got secret rooms, secret passages, a super-dangerous forest, and it even comes with its own grounds' keeper!"
"Good idea!" Hermione said. "Lets' take over Hogwarts!"