Harry:
[in the Prefects' Bathroom, looks at the Golden Egg with trepidation]
I must be out of my mind.
[he opens it, and it emits its usual high-pitched squeal before he slams it shut]

Harry:
I'm definitely out of my mind.
Moaning Myrtle:
I'd try putting it in the water if I were you.
Harry:
[startled]
Myrtle!
Moaning Myrtle:
Hello Harry! Long time no see! I was circling a blocked drain the other day, I could swear I saw a bit of Polyjuice Potion. Not being a bad boy again, are we?
Harry:
Polyjuice Potion? Kicked the habit. Myrtle, did you say try putting it in the water?
Moaning Myrtle:
That's what he did, the other boy. The handsome one. Cedric. Well go on, open it.
Harry:
[opens the egg underwater]

Voice inside the egg:
Come seek us where our voices sound, we cannot sing above the ground. An hour long you'll have to look to recover what we took.
Harry:
Myrtle, there aren't Merpeople in the Black Lake, are there?
Moaning Myrtle:
Oh, very good. It took Cedric ages to riddle it out. Almost all the bubbles were gone...
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:33

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