51 Hidden Secre (1/2)
Dobby let out a nervous giggle that sounded almost maniacal.
”Sir is very smart, Dobby made a mistake in telling information that Dobby shouldn't have said.”
”So Dobby,” said Arth with narrowed eyes. ”Who is your master, he must be behind all of this nonsense.”
”Dobby cannot say, 'tis against the sacred laws of house elf's.”
Arth sighed.
”I know, I shouldn't have even tried. Well, you already gave me enough hints.”
Harry raised his eyebrows.
”He did? All that sounded like was him complaining and calling himself bad.”
Arth rolled his eyes.
”He said that history shall repeat once more, which means that this has happened before.”
”And?”
”What do you mean and? Since it's been open before, we can surely find a record of it.”
”How?”
”... we can look back into old newspapers to find out when the chamber of secrets was last opened and see if anyone was caught.”
”Why newspapers?”
Arth stared at Harry as if he could not comprehend why Harry couldn't comprehend.
”... the chamber of secrets opening would've been a big deal, right? So the newspapers very likely did a report on it.”
”Ohh. I see.” Said Harry before frowning.
”Where are we going to get the old newspapers? They don't reprint old papers don't they?”
”... have you. It been to the old newsletter section in the library?”
”We had something like that?”
”...I never should've asked. What was I expecting.”
Arth suddenly went quiet and went deep into thought.
”Why are you warning Harry Dobby?”
Harry raised an eyebrow.
”What do you mean?”
”You aren't a muggleborn aren't you?”
”You are right! I'm not Muggle-born — how can I be in danger from the Chamber?”
”Ah, sir, ask no more, ask no more of poor Dobby,” stammered the elf, his eyes huge in the dark. ”Dark deeds are planned in this place, but Harry Potter must not be here when they happen — go home, Harry Potter, go home. Harry Potter must not meddle in this, sir, 'tis too dangerous —”
”I'm not going anywhere!” said Harry fiercely. ”One of my best friends is Muggle-born; she'll be first in line if the Chamber really has been opened —”
”Harry Potter risks his own life for his friends!” moaned Dobby in a kind of miserable ecstasy. ”So noble! So valiant! But he must save himself, he must, Harry Potter must not —”