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Chapter Twenty-One: The Winter of Our Discontent

"Ten points from Slytherin," he said. "I thought you would know better, Tom; but it is always the quiet ones, isn't it?"

He nearly died on the spot of mortification.

"Sorry, sir," he said. "It won't happen again."

Dumbledore merely chuckled. "Certainly. I see you have not gotten into the holiday spirit this year."

This year?

He whistled the first few bars of Santa Claus is Coming to Town. Tom was on the verge of a mental breakdown. If Dumbledore ever wanted a career as a Dark Lord, the sheer sadism was not lacking.

During the Christmas holidays, Tom remains at Hogwarts, begins his search for the Chamber of Secrets, and plots against Abraxas. Dumbledore remains unusually distracted. Tom's teenage existential crisis continues.

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