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For a few seconds, I tried to think of some way to resolve the obvious conflict, but... There isn't one, really. The pair of them think I'm a "Death Eaters son" like Malfoy. In their opinion, I probably fell into the "evil Dark Wizard" category and got into Gryffindor by obviously cheating on my hat - so sneaky was I. Now I'm not sure that the easy way is the best, but I just don't have an ounce of desire to mess with it all. Smoothly but quickly, raising my wand, I threw Somnus at each of them.

"You got something on your mind?"

"Obliviate."

"It could hurt them," Hermione was clearly unhappy with that decision.

The desire to resent the invisible interlocutor's unsolicited advice disappeared as quickly as it had appeared-I really didn't want to be bothered with all this. The joy of the ritual was irrevocably overshadowed by the voice in my head and this couple. I was sick of the whole thing.

"There is another option," I replied to Hermione and pointed my wand at Ron, formulating a mental instruction. "Confundus."

Repeated the same action with Harry, cast Stasis on the boys, and turned them into figurines.

"What kind of spell was that?" immediately perked up Hermione, even though she was a little worried about the two knuckleheads.

"Harmless. Confundus made them think that they were just dreaming about going to the Chamber of Secrets. Let's bring them back to the common room and put them at the table where they play chess all the time."

"Good idea. How did I not think of it myself?"

Quickly putting the empty flasks and other supplies together with the figurines in a bag, we headed for the exit from the Chamber of Secrets. Already in the hall with the floor of bones, Hermione asked a perfectly reasonable question:

"Max, how do we get out?"

A good question, I must say. The solution came to me pretty quickly - taking off my bag and sitting down on one knee, I looked at the girl.

"Get on my back. I'll climb up the pipe with Spider Legs charms."

"That's... a little embarrassing," Hermione blurted out a little.

"I can turn you into a figurine..."

"No way!"

Hermione walked over decisively, picked up my bag, slung its strap over my shoulder, and wanted to put her arms around my neck, settling on my back, but I don't need that kind of challenge.

"Grab my shoulders with your hands from underneath, or better yet, just hold yourself up higher, and throw your hands over my shoulders, just not my neck. You'll strangle me..."

"Eh? Yes, really..."

Trying to ignore the pleasant inconvenience, I concentrated on climbing up the terribly smooth pipe, hardly using any of my hemomancy amplification. However, to my delight, even without conscious amplification, the climb didn't even cause shortness of breath.

The entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was open, but here I was not surprised - Potter is not, in my opinion, the most quick-witted young man. Why close a suspicious passageway in the ladies' room, really?

Under the concealment spell, we quickly made our way to the Gryffindor common room, which was already empty. After checking the space around for anyone's presence and finding no hidden or overt observers, I quickly removed the boys' figurines from my bag and turned them back into humans.

Levitating their sleeping bodies at a table with a chessboard and an unfinished game made them look as if the guys had simply fallen asleep at the table, waiting for something. Only after that Hermione and I wished each other good night, and the girl went to the women's wing. I left the common room again and went to the top of the Astronomical Tower.

To my luck, I didn't meet any of the teachers on night duty and got to the tower without any problems. As soon as I opened the door and stepped outside, under the moonlight, something inside me gave me a jingle, and my body tensed a little as if a series of hot waves passed through me. I stopped like a stone and listened to my inner sensations, but nothing else happened. A minute, two, ten. Nothing. Something had changed, but what was unclear.

Shame and some anger flashed through my mind for a brief moment - the inviolability of my mind was in danger! However, my sanity prevailed - I could not get rid of the unknown lady in my head right now, but I could find out the extent of the full moon's influence. But I was planning - what could have gone wrong?