In this, Danny was practicing opening portals with Wulf, Sam and Tucker, and they... wound up somewhere else than what they expected.
Disclaimer: Don't own Phantom or Potter, more's the pity.
Riddle was cut off from his rant when in between him and Harry, a green, glowing swirl appeared, and three teens and a wolf-like creature were thrown out, the swirl dissipating into thin air soon after.
"No! The technology!" The boy with a red beret panicked, diving to catch an odd-looking machine before it could land in the muck of the Chamber of Secrets.
Harry's eyes were drawn to the creature, and his eyes widened, forgetting all about Riddle for the moment. "A... werewolf?" He whispered, backing away.
"Oh, whoops." The white-haired boy picked himself off the floor, giving a look-over of the Chamber with green eyes, glowing like the portal that had brought them here. "I think we can safely say that this isn't Wisconsin."
"I think we can safely say that this isn't Wisconsin. Fear me." The machine in the other boy's hands repeated. The girl, dusting herself off, gave it a dirty look.
"La ĝusta sento, sed eble tro potenco, juna Fantomo." To Harry's surprise, the werewolf spoke, and the machine- how did that thing work in Hogwarts, anyway?- translated: "The right feeling, but maybe too much power, young Phantom."
"What is the meaning of this?" The hissed words reminded Harry of why he was down here in the first place, and he looked over to see Riddle's face so white with fury, he was sure the boy would faint from lack of blood circulation.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to the machine as it repeated in a monotone, "What is the meaning of this. Fear me."
"Isn't there any way to shut that thing up?" The girl, scary enough with her dark eyeshadow and acidic-looking lipstick, looked ready to throw the machine to the ground and stomp on it.
"My dad forgot to install a power switch to the Ghost Gabber, remember?" The white-haired boy sighed as the 'Ghost Gabber' repeated after him again, tacking the obligatory 'Fear me' to the end of his sentence.
"Well, then thrash it! Destroy the blasted thing with an ectoblast, Danny!"
"And how do you propose we understand what Wulf says, then?" The boy with the red beret interjected. "I still haven't learnt enough Esperanto to ask him more than 'What is the time'."
"Darn it, Tucker, I don't care! If I hear 'Fear me' one more time-!"
"Silence, fools!" The effect of the words was somewhat lessened by the echoing Ghost Gabber, which continued in its noble quest to attach 'Fear me' to every sentence. "You have intruded into the Chamber of Secrets, sacred to Salazar Slytherin and his descendants, and for that, you shall die-"
"-And for that, you shall die. Fear me."
With a shrill scream, he whirled to face the statue at the front of the Chamber, and Harry stiffened when he heard the rasping sounds of Parseltongue. Riddle was calling the Basilisk. "Get out of here!" He yelled to the group, but their attention was now held by the Ghost Gabber.
"Speak to me, Slytherin. Fear me. Greatest of the Hogwarts four. Fear me."
"That just reeks of an oversized ego, dude." Tucker chortled. "And here I thought Technus was bad."
"KILL THEM!" Riddle screamed, spittle flying from his mouth.
"Kill them. Fear me."
The four of them burst out in laughter, further enraging the pale teen. The werewolf slashed the air, and another glowing green portal opened. They jumped in, still giggling, but before the portal closed again, a white-haired head poked out, and green eyes sparkled with mischief. "And dude, you know what? Get a cleaner for this place, it almost reeks as much as this Slytherin guy's ego."
Riddle's roar of rage made even the Basilisk flinch.