Movie Quotes from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Ron: Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies"?
[after using a spell to mend Harry's broken arm, Lockhart inadvertently removes all the bones in it]
Gilderoy Lockhart: Ah... well, yes, that can sometimes happen. But as you can see, the bone is no longer broken.
Hagrid: Broken? There's no bones left!
Gilderoy Lockhart: Much more flexible, though.
Lucius Malfoy: Mr. Potter! Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last. Forgive me, your scar is ledgend. As, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you.
Harry: Voldemort killed my parents. He was nothing more than a murderer.
Lucius Malfoy: You must be very brave to mention his name. Or very foolish...
Hermione: Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.
Lucius Malfoy: And you must be Miss. Granger. Yes, Draco's told me all about you. And your parents. Muggles, aren't they? Let me see. Red hair... vacant expressions... tatty second hand books... you must be the Weasleys.
Arthur Weasley: Children, it's mad in here. Let's wait outside.
Lucius Malfoy: Well, well, well. Weasley senior.
Arthur Weasley: Lucius.
Lucius Malfoy: Busy time at the Ministry, Arthur, all those extra raids. I do hope they're paying you overtime. Although judging by the state of this, I'd say not. What's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?
Arthur Weasley: We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy.
Lucius Malfoy: Clearly. Associating with muggles. And I thought your family could sink no lower.
Ron: They were starving him, Mum! There were bars on his window!
Mrs. Weasley: You'd best hope I don't put bars on your window, Ronald Weasley!
Draco Malfoy: [to Harry, disguised as Goyle] Why are you wearing glasses?
Goyle: Oh, uh... reading.
Draco Malfoy: Reading? I didn't know you could read.
Gilderoy Lockhart: [whilst flying out of the Chamber of Secrets with Fawkes, Harry, Ron, and Ginny] AMAZING! This is just like magic!
Harry: Promise me something.
Dobby: Anything, sir.
Harry: Never try to save my life again.

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Ron: Follow the spiders? Follow the spiders? If Hagrid ever gets out of Azkaban, I'll kill him!
Harry: Not to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house elf in my bedroom.
Dumbledore: It is not our abilities that show what we truly are. It is our choices.
Mrs. Weasley: *Your* sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night.
Arthur Weasley: [to the boys] Did you really? How did it go?
[after Mrs. Weasley hits him]
Arthur Weasley: I mean, that was very wrong indeed, boys. Very wrong of you.
Prof. Sprout: Oh, Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs.
Seamus Finnigan: No, ma'am, he's fainted.
Prof. Sprout: [pauses and sighs] Yes, well, just leave him there.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Hello. Who are you?
Ron: ...Ron Weasley.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Really! And... who am I?
Ron: Lockhart's memory charm backfired! He hasn't got a clue who he is!
Gilderoy Lockhart: It's an odd sort of place, this, isn't it? Do you live here?
Ron: No.
[knocks Lockhart unconscious with a rock]
Moaning Myrtle: Oh, Harry? If you die down there, you're welcome to share my toilet.
Harry: Uh... thanks, Myrtle.
Oliver Wood: I don't believe it! Where do you think you're going, Flint?
Marcus Flint: Qudditch practice!
Oliver Wood: But I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today.
Marcus Flint: Easy, Wood. I've got a note.
Oliver Wood: "I, Professor Severus Snape do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker." You've got a new seeker? Who?
[Malfoy steps out from behind the crowd]
Harry Potter: Malfoy?
Draco Malfoy: Thats right. And that's not all that's new this year.
[Shows everyone the new brooms]
Ron: Those are Nimbus Two-Thousand and Ones! How'd you get those?
Marcus Flint: A gift from Draco's father.
Draco Malfoy: You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best.
Hermione Granger: At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent.
Draco Malfoy: No one asked your opinion you filthy little Mudblood!
Ron: You'll pay for that one Malfoy! Eat slugs!
[Ron 's jinx backfires, hitting him in his chest and knocking him several feet backwards. The Gryffindor team and Hermione run to his side]
Hermione Granger: Are you ok Ron? Say something!
[Ron opens his mouth and coughs up a huge slug as Colin Creevey begins snapping away with his camera]
Colin Creevey: Wow! Can you turn him around Harry?
Harry Potter: No Colin! Get out of the way!
Neville Longbottom: Why is it always me?
Hermione: He called me a mudblood.
Hagrid: He did not!
Harry: What's a mudblood?
Hermione: It means dirty blood. Mudblood's a really foul name for someone who's muggle born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me. It's not a term one usually hears in civilized conversation.
Hagrid: See the thing is, Harry, there are some wizards, like the Malfoy family, who think they're better than others because they're what people call "pure blood."
Harry: That's horrible!
Ron: [burps up another slug] It's disgusting.
Hagrid: And it's codswallop to boot. "Dirty blood." Why, there isn't a wizard alive today who's not half-blood or less. More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can't do. Don't you think on it, Hermione. Don't you think on it for one minute.
[as Ron burps up slugs]
Hagrid: This calls for specialist equipment.
[hands Ron a bucket]
Hagrid: Nothing to do but wait till it stops, I'm afraid. Better out than in.
Ron: It's not much, but it's home.
Harry: I think it's brilliant.
Draco Malfoy: "Enemies of the Heir Beware"? You'll be next, mudbloods.
Hermione: Professor, I was wondering if you could tell us about the Chamber of Secrets.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Oh, very well. You all know, of course, that Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago, by the four greatest witches and wizards of the age. Godric Gryffindor, Helga Huffelpuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Now three of the founders co-existed quite harmoniously. One did not.
Ron: Three guesses who.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Salazar Slytherin wished to be more selective about the students admitted to Hogwarts. He believed magical learning should be kept within all magic families. In other words, pure bloods. Unable to sway the others, he decided to leave the school. Now according to legend, Slytherin had built a hidden chamber in this castle, known as the Chamber of Secrets. Though shortly before departing, he sealed it until that time when his own true heir returned to the school. The heir alone would be able to open the chamber and unleash the horror within, and by so doing, purge the school of all those who, in Slytherin's view, were unworthy to study magic.
Hermione: Muggle borns.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Well naturally the school has been searched many times. No such chamber has been found.
Ron: Do you think it's true? Do you think there really is a Chamber of Secrets?
Hermione: Yes. Couldn't you tell McGonagall's worried? All the teachers are.
Harry: But if there really is a Chamber of Secrets, and it really has been opened, then that means...
Hermione: The heir of Slytherin has returned to Hogwarts. The question is; who is it?
Ron: [sarcastically] Let's think. Who do we know who thinks all muggle borns are scum?
Hermione: If you're talking about Malfoy...
Ron: Of course! You heard him - 'you'll be next mudbloods'.
Hermione: I heard him. But Malfoy, the heir of Slytherin?
Ron: You're a parselmouth! Why didn't you tell us?
Harry: I'm a what?
Hermione: You can talk to snakes!
Harry: I know. I accidentally set a python on my cousin Dudley at the zoo once. But so what? I bet loads of people here can do it.
Hermione: No, they can't! It's not a very common gift Harry. This is bad.
Harry: What's bad? If I hadn't told that snake not to attack Justin...
Ron: Oh, that's what you said to it?
Harry: You were there! You heard me!
Ron: I head you speaking parseltongue. Snake language.
Harry: I spoke a different language? But I didn't realize... how can speak a language without knowing I can?
Hermione: I don't know, Harry, but it sounded like you were egging the snake on or something. Harry, listen to me. There's a reason the symbol of Slytherin house is a serpent. Salazar Slytherin was a parselmouth, he could talk to snakes too.
Ron: Exactly! Now the whole school is gonna think you're his great-great-great-grandson or something.
Harry: But I'm not!
Hermione: He lived a thousand years ago. For all we know, you could be.
Ron: Eugh... essence of Crabbe...
Draco Malfoy: My father did say this; it's been fifty years since the chamber has been opened. He wouldn't tell me who opened it, only that they were expelled. The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a mudblood died. So it's only a matter of time before one of them is killed this time. As for me, I hope its Granger.
Hagrid: What are you doing here? Get outta my house!
Lucius Malfoy: Believe me, I take absolutely no pleasure being inside your...
[looks around, disgusted]
Lucius Malfoy: You call this a house?
Dumbledore: You will find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.
Lucius Malfoy: Admirable sentiments. Shall we?
Hagrid: And I just wanna say, if anybody was looking for some stuff, then all they'd have to do would be to follow the spiders.
Ron: Where's Hermione when you need her?
Harry: I wish you were here, Hermione. We need you. Now more than ever.
Harry: Remember what Aragog said about that girl? She died in a bathroom. What if she never left?
Ron: Moaning Myrtle!
Dumbledore: You both realize, of course, that in the past few hours you have broken perhaps a dozen school rules.
Harry, Ron: Yes, sir.
Dumbledore: And that there is sufficient evidence to have you both expelled.
Harry, Ron: Yes, sir.
Dumbledore: Therefore, it is only fitting that you both receive...
[beams]
Dumbledore: Special awards for services to the school.
Lucius Malfoy: So it's true. You have returned.
Dumbledore: When the governors learned that Arthur Weasley's daughter was taken into the chamber, they saw fit to summon me back.
Lucius Malfoy: Ridiculous!
Dumbledore: Curiously, Lucius, several of them were under the impressions that you would curse their families if they did not agree to suspend me in the first place.
Ron: Can we panic now?
Harry: [speaking to Ron and Hermione] I'll see you back in the Common Room.
[getting up hastily and walking out, staring angrily right back at all the eyes on him as he leaves. A group of Hufflepuff students continue their discussion, unaware that Harry is listening from behind the wall]
Ernie MacMillan: So anyway, I told Justin to hide up in our dormitory. I mean to say, if Potter's marked him as his next victim, it's best he keeps a low profile for awhile.
Hannah Abbott: But why would Harry want to attack Justin?
Ernie MacMillan: Justin told me that he'd let slip to Potter that he was Muggle-born.
Hannah Abbott: And you really think Potter's the Heir of Slytherin?
Ernie MacMillan: Hannah, he's a Parselmouth. Everyone knows that's the mark of a dark wizard. Have you ever heard of a decent one who can talk to snakes? They called Slytherin himself "Serpent Tongue".
Hannah Abbott: Harry's always seemed so nice, though. And after all, he is the one who made You-Know-Who disappear.
Ernie MacMillan: That's probably why You-Know-Who wanted him to kill him in the first place. Didn't want another Dark Lord competing with him.
Harry: You're Aragog, aren't you?
Aragog: Hagrid has never sent men into our hollow before.
Harry: Hagrid's in trouble. Up at the school there've been attacks. They think its Hagrid. They think he opened the Chamber of Secrets, like before.
Aragog: That's a lie! Hagrid never opened the Chamber of Secrets!
Harry: Then you're not the monster?
Aragog: No! The monster was born in the castle. I came to Hagrid from a distant land, in the pocket of a traveler.
Harry: If you're not the monster, then what did kill that girl 50 years ago?
Aragog: We do not speak of it! It is an ancient creature we spiders fear above all others.
Harry: But have you seen it?
Aragog: I never saw any part of the castle but the box in which Hagrid kept me. The girl was discovered in a bathroom. When I was accused, Hagrid brought me here.
Harry: Well... thank you. We'll just go...
Aragog: Go? I think not. My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid on my command, but I cannot deny them fresh meat when it wanders so willingly into our midst. Goodbye, friend of Hagrid.
Uncle Vernon: And Dudley, you will be?
Dudley Dursley: I'll be waiting to open the door.
Uncle Vernon: Excellent. And you?
Harry: I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I don't exist.
[first lines]
[Hedwig wants to be let out of her cage]
Harry: I can't let you out, Hedwig! I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school. Besides, if Uncle Vernon...
Uncle Vernon: [yells] Harry Potter!
Harry: Now you've done it.
[last lines]
Hagrid: I'd just like to say that, if it hadn't been for you Harry, and Ron and Hermione of course, I would... I'd still be You-Know-Where. So I'd just like to say thanks.
Harry: There's no Hogwarts without you, Hagrid.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Funny, the damage a silly little book can do, especially in the hands of a silly little girl.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: [rounding on Harry] How is it that a baby with no extraordinary magical talent was able to defeat the greatest wizard of all time? How did you escape with nothing but a scar, while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed?
Harry: Why do you care how I escaped? Voldemort was after your time!
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Voldemort is my past, present, and future.
Arthur Weasley: Now, Harry you must know all about Muggles, tell me, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?
Ron: [in high voice] My wand. Look at my wand.
Harry: Be thankful it's not your neck.
Ron: [spellotaping his broken wand] Say it, I'm doomed.
Harry: You're doomed.
Ron: Dad loves muggles, he thinks they're fascinating.
Hermione: It's a bit strange, isn't it?
Harry: Strange?
Hermione: You hear this voice, a voice only you can hear, and then Mrs. Norris turns up petrified? It's just... strange.
Harry: Do you think I should have told them then? Dumbledore and the others, I mean.
Ron: Are you mad?
Hermione: No, Harry. Even in the wizarding world, hearing voices isn't a good sign.
Moaning Myrtle: I'm Moaning Myrtle! I wouldn't expect you to know me! Who would ever want to talk about ugly, miserable, moping, Moaning Myrtle? AHHHHHHHHHH!
[she lets out a piercing shriek and dive-bombs into one of the toilets, disappearing with a splash]
Hermione: She's a little sensitive.
Harry: You'd better clear out before my bones grow back, or else I might strangle you.
Dobby: [jumps off the bed] Dobby is used to death threats, he gets them five times a day at home.
Harry: It's a snake skin.
Ron: Bloody hell. Whoever shed this must be 60 feet long, or more.
[Gilderoy Lockhart passes out]
Ron: [to Harry] Heart of a lion, this one.
Draco Malfoy: Training for the ballet, Potter?
Hermione: Look, Hagrid's our friend, why don't we just go and ask him about it?
Ron: Oh, that'd be a cheerful visit. "Hello Hagrid! Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?"
[Hagrid has walked up behind them]
Hagrid: Mad and hairy? You wouldn't be talkin' about me, now would ya?
Hermione, Ron, Harry: No.
Lucius Malfoy: Let us hope that Mr. Potter will always be around to save the day.
Harry: Don't worry. I will be.
Draco Malfoy: Scared, Potter?
Harry: You wish.
Filch: Well, I'd take a good look lads. This night might be the last you spend in this castle. Oh dear, we are in trouble.
Harry: Ron, I should tell you, most Muggles aren't accustomed to seeing a flying car.
[to Tom Riddle]
Harry: [smiling] I bet Dumbledore saw right through you.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: He certainly kept an annoyingly close watch on me after that!
[walks around Harry]
Tom Marvolo Riddle: I knew it wouldn't be safe to open the Chamber again while I was still at school so I decided to leave behind a Diary, preserving by 16-year old self in its pages so that ond day, I would be able to lead another to finish Salazar Slytherin's noble work!
Harry: It was you. You're the Heir of Slytherin. You're Voldemort.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Surely you didn't think I would keep my filthy Muggle father's name, did you? Keep the name of a man who abandoned my mother when he found out when she was a witch? No, Harry, I fashioned a new name for myself, a name that one day all wizards would be afraid to speak, when I became the greatest sorcerer in the world!
Harry: Albus Dumbledore is the greatest sorcerer in the world!
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Dumbledore has been driven out of this castle by the mere memory of me!
The Sorting Hat: Bee in your bonnet, Potter?
Harry: I was just wondering, whether you put me into the right house?
The Sorting Hat: Yes, you were particularly difficult to place, but I stand by what I said last year: You would have done well in Slytherin.
Harry: You're wrong.
Harry: But I haven't received any messages, from any of my friends. Not one, all summer.
Dudley Dursley: Who'd want to be friends with you?
[whether or not Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin]
Ron: Maybe we could trick them into telling.
Hermione: Even THEY aren't that thick.
Ginny: Mummy, have you seen my jumper?
Mrs. Weasley: Yes dear, it was on the cat.
Mrs. Weasley: Now don't forget to speak very, very clearly.
Harry: Diagonally.
[Harry vanishes]
Mrs. Weasley: What did he say dear?
Arthur Weasley: Diagonally.
Mrs. Weasley: I thought he did.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Harry, Harry, Harry. Can you possibly imagine a better way to serve detention, than by helping me answer my fan mail?
Harry: Not really.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Fame is a fickle friend Harry. Celebrity is as celebrity does. Remember that.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Let's have a pair get up and practice. Potter, Weasley, how about you?
Professor Snape: Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simplest spells. We'll be sending what's left of Potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox.
Harry: Your bird, there was nothing I could do. He just caught fire.
Dumbledore: Oh, and about time too. He's been looking dreadful for days. Pity you had to see him on a burning day.
Harry: You're running away? After all that stuff you did in your books?
Gilderoy Lockhart: Books can be misleading...
Harry: You wrote them!
Gilderoy Lockhart: My dear boy, do use your common sense! My books wouldn't have sold half as well if people didn't think *I'd* done all those things!
[after Harry pushes him down into the Chamber]
Gilderoy Lockhart: It's really quite filthy down here.
[Snape blasts Lockhart off his feet in a practice duel]
Hermione: Do you think he's all right?
Ron: Who cares?
Fred Weasley: Look, it's the heir of Slytherin!
George Weasley: Look out! He's a seriously evil wizard.
Ron: Oh, come on, Harry. Fred and George were just having a laugh.
Harry: They're the only ones.
Ron: Okay, so half the school thinks you've been opening the Chamber of Secrets every night. Who cares?
Harry: Maybe they're right.
Hermione: Harry! Harry? Oh, come on!
Harry: Look, I didn't know I could speak Parseltongue! What else don't I know about myself? Look. Maybe you can do something - -something so horrible and not know you did it.
Hermione: You don't believe that, Harry. I know you don't. And if it makes you feel any better, Malfoy's staying for the holidays too.
Ron: Why would that make anyone feel any better?
Hermione: Because in a few days the Polyjuice Potion will be ready! In a few days, we may truly know who is the heir of Slytherin.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: So this is what Dumbledore sends his great defender. A songbird and an old hat.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Let's match the powers of Lord Voldemort, Heir of Salazar Slytherin, against the famous Harry Potter.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little dueling club, to train you all up, in case you ever need to protect yourself, as I myself have done on countless occasions. For full details, see my published works.
Hermione: Look at my face.
Ron: Look at your tail.
[after the attack on Mrs. Norris]
Professor Snape: If I might, Headmaster. Perhaps Potter and his friends were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. However, the circumstances are suspicious. I, for one, don't recall seeing Potter at dinner.
Gilderoy Lockhart: That was my doing, Severus. You see, Harry was helping me answer my fan mail.
Gilderoy Lockhart: Let me introduce your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher... me-Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award. But I don't talk about that; I didn't get rid of the Banden Banshee by smiling at him.
[after Lockhart reveals his ineptness at fighting the Dark Arts]
Ron: Is there anything you CAN do?
Gilderoy Lockhart: Yes, now that you mention it. I'm rather gifted with Memory Charms. Otherwise, all those wizards would have gone blabbing. I'd have never sold another book.
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Haven't I told you? Killing Mudbloods doesn't matter to me any more. For many months now, my new target has been you.
[Crabbe and Goyle eat the floating Sleeping Draught cupcakes]
Ron: How thick can you get?
Professor Snape: You were seen! By no less than seven Muggles! Do you have any idea how serious this is? You have risked the exposure of our world! Not to mention the damage you inflicted on Whomping Willow, that's been on these grounds since before you were born!
Ron: Honestly, Professor Snape, I think it did more damage to us.
Professor Snape: Silence! I assure you that were you in Slytherin and your fate rested with me, the both of you would be on the train home TONIGHT!
Ron: Have you spoken to Hermione?
Harry: She should be out of hospital in a few days... when she stops coughing up fur balls.
[Harry and Ron are staring at each other after changing into Crabbe and Goyle]
Ron: [in own voice] Bloody Hell!
Harry: We still sound like ourselves. You've got to sound more like Crabbe.
Ron: [in lower voice] Um... Bloody hell
Harry: Excellent.
Ron: Enlighten me. Why are we brewing this potion in broad daylight, in the middle of a girls lavatory? Don't you think we'll get caught?
Hermione: No. No one ever comes in here.
Hermione: Why?
Hermione: Moaning Myrtle.
Howler (Mrs. Weasley): RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR? I AM ABSOUTELY DISGUSTED! YOU'RE FATHER'S NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK, AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER *TOE* OUT OF LINE, WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME! And Ginny, dear, congratulations on making it into Gryffindor. Your Father and I are so proud.
[tears itself up]
Moaning Myrtle: ...Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me.
Ron: But, it can't hurt if someone throws something at you. I mean, it would just go right through you.
Moaning Myrtle: [swooping down towards Ron] Sure! Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't FEEL it! Ten points if you get it in her stomach!
[punches Ron in stomach]
Moaning Myrtle: Fifty points if it goes through her HEAD!
[punches Ron in head]
Oliver Wood: If we play our game Hufflepuff don't stand a chance. We're stronger, quicker and smarter.
Fred Weasley: Not to mention they're dead scared Harry'll petrify them if they fly anywhere near him.
Fred Weasley: That too.
Harry: [writing inside Tom Riddle's diary] My name is Harry Potter.
[the words disappear, then other words appear in the diary]
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Hello, Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle.
Harry: [writing] Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?
Tom Marvolo Riddle: [word appears] Yes...
Harry: Can you tell me?
Tom Marvolo Riddle: No...
[Harry sighs in frustration, but then sees the next words, and get excited]
Tom Marvolo Riddle: But I can show you... Let me take you back 50 years ago... 13th June.
[the pages turn to this date, then Harry is swept inside the diary]
Draco Malfoy: Father always said that Dumbledore was the worst thing that ever happened to this place.
Harry: [disguised as Goyle] You're wrong!
Draco Malfoy: What? You think there is someone here who's worse than Dumbledore? Well? Do you?
Draco Malfoy: [disguised as Goyle] ... Harry Potter?
Draco Malfoy: Good one, Goyle. You're absolutely right.
Dobby: Dobby is... free.
Ron: If it kills by looking people in the eye, how is it no one's died yet?
Harry: Because no one did look it in the eye. Not directly, at least. Colin saw it through his camera. Justin must've seen it through Nearly Headless Nick. Nick got the full blast of it, but he's a ghost; he couldn't die again. Hermione... had the mirror! I bet you anything she was using it to look around corners in case it came along.
Ron: And Mrs. Norris? I'm pretty sure she didn't have a camera or a mirror, Harry.
Harry: The water. There was water on the floor that night. She only saw the Basilisk's reflection.

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