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"You can't blame them," said Dumbledore gently. "We've had precious little to celebrate for eleven years."
"Back there," said Ron, still looking puzzled but jerking his head up the tunnel toward the pipe. "He's in a bad way. Come and see."
Riddle nodded, not taking his eyes off Harry's face.
Harry left the Invisibility Cloak on Hagrid's table. There would be no need for it in the pitch-dark forest.
"Oh, yes," said Mr. Dursley, his heart sinking horribly. "Yes, I quite agree."
"What about my sister?" said Ron jerkily.
It was Dumbledore. He entered, looking deadly serious, and was followed by a second, very odd-looking man.
It was Mrs. Weasley, who had been sitting crying in front of the fire. She leapt to her feet, closely followed by Mr. Weasley, and both of them flung themselves on their daughter.
Harry raced up to Gryffindor Tower, collected his Nimbus Two Thousand, and joined the large crowd swarming across the grounds, but his mind was still in the castle along with the bodiless voice, and as he pulled on his scarlet robes in the locker. room, his only comfort was that everyone was now outside to watch the game.
opened, it was Ginny who was writing to me, not you. She saw you with the diary, you see, and panicked. "What if you found out how to work it, and I repeated all her secrets to you? What if, even worse, I told you who'd been strangling roosters? So the foolish little brat waited until your dormitory was deserted and stole it back. But I knew what I must do. It was clear to me that you were on the trail of Slytherin's heir. From everything Ginny had told me about you, I knew you would go to any lengths to solve the mystery --
Ron had never been into the Forbidden Forest before. Harry had entered it only once and had hoped never to do so again.
"So you never - never attacked anyone?"
He held up the small black book with the large hole through the center, watching Mr. Malfoy closely. Harry, however, was watching Dobby.
"Don't you want to know how Ginny got hold of that diary, Mr. Malfoy?" said Harry.
"Very few people know that Lord Voldemort was once called Tom Riddle. I taught him myself, fifty years ago, at Hogwarts. He disappeared after leaving the school ... traveled far and wide ... sank so deeply into the Dark Arts, consorted with the very worst of our kind, underwent so many dangerous, magical transformations, that when he resurfaced as Lord Voldemort, he was barely recognizable. Hardly anyone connected Lord Voldemort with the clever, handsome boy who was once Head Boy here."