"Excuse me, Professor? It is true, the rumour that the school might close? Because of the attacks, I mean?" asked Harry, finally getting worried enough to do something more than just listen to everybody gossip.
He could not understand why so many people put so much effort into whispers and guesses when the truth was often just a question away.
"Unfortunately, yes," answered Professor Sprout, Flowers, with a sad sniff.
"And we would all be sent home, right?" asked Harry, wanting to make completely sure of his facts.
"If the attacks continue, or until we can be sure the school is safe, it would be best for everybody to return to their homes."
"So I'd be stuck back at the Dursley's? Possibly for a long time?"
"As I explained last year, Harry, the headmaster believes it is the safest place for you."
"Right, that's what I thought, thanks," he said with a resigned sigh.
"Where are you going, Harry? Your dorms are back that way."
"Me? I'm off to find Sally's Secret Chamber, of course. I mean, I'm already looking for a quieter place to slee-um, to study, So I might as well search for the Chamber too. I figure either I'll find it and the school won't have to close, or the pet will find me and I'll get to spend a bit of quality time experiencing the existence of a statue.
"Trust me, Professor. When it comes to staying at the Dursleys, I think we'd all be much happier if I did it as an oversized garden ornament."