A/N: So sorry about the wait! I kept forgetting to put this up! kneels and begs forgiveness
PS. Enjoy!!!
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Entry Six
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After last night I have decided to give up on the horror books. Instead, I've decided to read Hogwarts: A History, much less scary. Found a very interesting myth. Apparently Salazar Slytherin created a Chamber of Secrets in this school with a terrifying monster inside. It's perfect! I'll make it appear like the Chamber of Secrets does exist, reduce Minerva to whimpers of fear…and then rescue her! It's brilliant! I'll start of by buying some irremovable blood-coloured paint from Diagon Alley and then I'll paint a really creepy message on the wall. I'm such a handsome genius!
Later
Drats! I've just bought the paint but the stupid Headmaster (he's quite brilliant actually) wants the stupid staff (excluding Minerva and yours truly) to go to the stupid Great Hall (do halls have brains?) and attend the stupid Halloween Feast (I bet the animals in the food were stupid) and eat the stupid food (wait, wouldn't that make me stupid?). Can't believe he's trying to delay my brilliant plan and force me to eat pumpkin pie, steak…steaming hot pumpkin soup…delicious pastries…spongy cake laden with cream…
I think I'll quickly pop in for a bite or two.
Six hours and twenty dishes later
That was delicious! I'm absolutely stuffed! Now…where was I…oh yes. My brilliant plan. Well it seems as if someone has stolen my idea because someone's gone and written "THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED. ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE." on one of the corridors one the second floor. Rotten thief. Can't imagine how they got the idea. I didn't tell anyone. Except Mrs Norris. And that random boy from detention. And that gimpy elf at the bar. Not to mention the huge poster labelled "MY ULTIMATE SECRET PLAN" plastered on my bedroom wall. Aside from all that, there is no way anyone could have stolen my idea. I bet it was that blasted Gilderoy Lockhart. I saw him stare at Minerva once (never mind that she was talking to him at the time, that's not the point)! I bet he's trying to steal Minerva all to himself. I'll show him! I heard he's starting some sort of duelling club. Ha! I'll volunteer to help and then blast him to oblivion! Or at least 10 feet.