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The class exchanged nervous looks.
Ron tried a different tack.
"Ask her if she saw anything," Harry mouthed at Hermione.
"On my whistle," said Madam Hooch. "Three ... two ... one. . .
Hermione looked aghast at the news.
"Hand it over, Malfoy," said Percy sternly.
"Sit down," said Dippet. "I've just been reading the letter you sent me.
"Professor," Harry gasped. "Your bird - I couldn't do anything - he just caught fire -"
He reached for the brass doorknob but suddenly withdrew his hand as though he'd been burned.
Wood was looking from Harry to the Weasleys.
"This, sir?" said Dobby, plucking at the pillowcase. "'Tis a mark of the house-elf's enslavement, sir. Dobby can only be freed if his masters present him with clothes, sir. The family is careful not to pass Dobby even a sock, sir, for then he would be free to leave their house forever."
There was silence as he finished telling the story, but it wasn't the usual, sleepy silence that filled Professor Binns's classes. There was unease in the air as everyone continued to watch him, hoping for more. Professor Binns looked faintly annoyed.
Harry couldn't explain, even to himself, why he didn't just throw Riddle's diary away. The fact was that even though he knew the diary was blank, he kept absentmindedly picking it up and turning the pages, as though it were a story he wanted to finish. And while Harry was sure he had never heard the name T. M. Riddle before, it still seemed to mean something to him, almost as though
Harry smiled feebly. Deliberately causing mayhem in Snape's Potions class was about as safe as poking a sleeping dragon in the eye.