The Chamber of Secrets - Diaries - Goyle
My second year at Hogwarts started. It is nice to see
Vincent and Draco again. I have written a lot of poetry
over the summer holidays, but I think I will be too shy
to show them to anyone. I do not understand that, when it
comes to writing poetry, or essays, or short stories, the
words just so flow out of me; but when I am supposed to
I think I am just afraid that people might think the
things I have to say are stupid, so I do not talk at all.
And exactly my silence makes people believe that I am a
Moron. It's a visious circle, and I have no clue how to
get out of it.
The chamber of secrets has been opened. Filch's cat has
been petrified. Poor kitty, I really love animals. I can
really sympathise with the pain Filch must feel. But
fortunately the mandrakes Professor Sprout raises can
provide a cure for it. Draco says he does not know who
opened the Chamber
I watched Draco the last couple of days, and I have no
doubt anymore: he is in love with Harry Potter. I wonder
whether I should talk to Draco about it and warn him that
Ron will kill him if he tries anything.
That ridiculous new teacher Gilderoy Lockhart started a
dueling club. He introduced Professor Snape as his
assistent and made some jokes about not going to hurt
Snape. As if a dunce like Lockhart could hurt the head of
our house! As expected, Professor Snape just so smashed
Lockhart off the table.
I really adore Snape. Most of the poems I've been writing
lately were about him.
And Draco fancying Harry gets more and more clear to see.
Maybe I should talk to him and tell him to be a bit less
Crabbe and I found some flying cakes in the Hallway
today. Though it is not unusual to see cakes flying at
Hogwarts, I wondered whether it was wise of Crabbe and me
to eat them. My worries were not without reason: they
were filled with sleeping draught.
When we later met Draco he told us that we had been
behaving strangely. I have two possible explanations for
that: either we were sleepwalking, which is unlikely, or,
more likely someone has brewed the Polyjuice Potion
Professor Snape mentioned in class a few weeks ago, and
they have taken Crabbes and my shape while we were
A lot of things happened during the last couple of days.
Maybe I will write a novel about it over the summer
holidays. However, the chamber is shut again, and we are
save at Hogwarts.
And I am glad to relate that Mrs Norris and the others
are no longer petrified. I like that cat, she is so cute.