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Harry read the question marks in the observe with a spike of frustration. The Fidelius was even affecting the game, and that was more than cause for worry. He waved the screen away, having made sure that he wasn't disturbing the wrong ghost, before he slowly opened the door to the stall.

"Hello, Myrtle, how are you?" he gingerly said to the ghost of the young girl who was floating above the tank of the toilet, picking a spot on her chin.

"This is a girls' bathroom," she said, eyeing Harry suspiciously. "You're not a girl."

"No," Harry agreed, trying not to set off the famously weepy girl's tears, "I just wanted to ask you abut how you died,"

Contrary to what Harry expected, Myrtle's whole aspect changed at once. She looked as though she had never been asked such a flattering question.

"Ooooh, it was so horrible," she said happily, "I remember it clearly. It happened-"

Much to Harry's shock, she stopped talking mid-sentence and her face suddenly blanked.

Harry snapped his fingers in front of her, but she did not respond. It was as if she had gone catatonic.

She maintained the same blank look for a full half minute, and just as Harry was starting to wonder if he should call somebody, she suddenly regained her bright expression and said, "And that's how I died."

Harry's eyes widened as he realised what had just happened.

The Fidelius.

But he was far from being discouraged. The fact that Myrtle couldn't remember how she died could only mean one thing. That it had been the Beast of Slytherin that had killed her. The Fidelius only hid things that had anything to do with the chamber. It was just like Dumbledore said. He had to follow the blanks, and soon he would find the truth. Uncovering the mystery of how Myrtle died was how he could find the Chamber of Secrets!

Thus emboldened, Harry asked Myrtle another question.

"After you died and became a ghost, did you hear anything about a large spider in the school? It said in the newspapers that a large spider killed you. Do you remember anything at all about that?"

Myrtle frowned in concentration, before replying, "I don't think I remember anything about a spider, but I do remember Professor Slughorn saying that a colony of Acromantula had appeared in the forbidden forest a few years after I died. I remember hearing him and being very scared. I'm not very fond of spiders you see."

Yes…It was all starting to make sense in his mind.

If Hagrid had been the one who had been raising the giant spider, and if the ministry believed that it was the Beast, then Hagrid would have been convicted of being the killer. The Acromantula itself had escaped to settle down in the Forbidden Forest, and meanwhile, the real killer had gotten away with it.

Acromantula could talk, Harry remembered, and if the one that was suspected of being the Beast was still alive in the forest, then it could help fill in a lot of blanks that Harry still had in Harry's story.

An unrelated seeming piece of information suddenly popped up into his mind, and Harry almost pushed it away before he saw what Gamer's mind skill had found and froze.

Dobby…

That night in the hospital wing, when Dobby had told him that he had felt some of his memories being wiped clean, he had been talking about the Fidelius!

Whereas most humans had been entirely unable to even notice that their minds had been altered, Dobby, despite not being the brightest bulb, had noticed that something off.

Was it something related to his not being fully human? Was that the reason? House elves were created from the human species, so the Fidelius had affected Dobby, but they weren't all human, which could have been why he had noticed that something was off.

So by that logic, would that mean that something that was entirely non-human…something like an acromantula…would it be entirely unaffected by the charm?

Had he stumbled upon a hole in the Fidelius?

"Do you think the acromantula colony is still there in the forest?" Harry asked urgently.

Myrtle shuddered, blurring her form a bit, before answering, "I don't see why they wouldn't be."

Ping!

Quest Alert!

Find the acromantula colony and talk to them

Rewards,

20,000 exp

New information

Failure,

Death

YES/NO?

And now he knew what he was going to do next.

"Thank you Myrtle. You've been very helpful," Harry said, with a smile as he pressed yes on the quest.

Myrtle's ghostly cheeks fogged up, and Harry realised with some surprise that the girl was blushing. With a shrill 'Eeep!', she rose up in the air, turned over, and dived headfirst into the toilet, vanishing from sight, although from the direction of her muffled sobs, she had come to rest somewhere in the U-bend.

Harry considered trying to talk to the ghost, but gave it up as a lost cause and headed out of the bathroom before jogging off towards the stairs.

He had an acromantula to find.

Dean Thomas had not been feeling well today.

With the petrifaction of Hermione and Lockhart's hospitalization, he had just been feeling all sorts of horrible when he had gone to sleep, and when he'd woke up this morning, he had immediately realised stress had taken his toll on his body.

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