title: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
author:  J.K. Rowling 
description: It's hard to fall in love with an earnest, appealing young hero like Harry Potter and then to watch helplessly as he steps into terrible danger! And in J.K. Rowling's <i>Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets</i>, the much anticipated sequel to the award-winning <i><a href="/exec/obidos/ASIN/0590353403/${0}">Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone</a></i>, he is in terrible danger indeed. As if it's not bad enough that after a long summer with the horrid Dursleys he is thwarted in his attempts to hop the train to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to begin his second year. But when his only transportation option is a magical flying car, it is just his luck to crash into a valuable (but clearly vexed) Whomping Willow. Still, all this seems like a day in the park compared to what happens that fall within the haunted halls of Hogwarts.
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  # HP 2 - Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  HARRY POTTER AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS by J
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Harry Potter
  
  
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  The Chamber of Secrets
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  # HP 2 - Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ## CHAPTER ONE
  
  
  
  
  
  THE WORST BIRTHDAY
  
  
  
  
  
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  ot for the first time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at number
  four, Privet Drive. Mr. Vernon Dursley had been woken in the early hours of
  the morning by a loud, hooting noise from his nephew Harry’s room.
  
  
  “Third time this week!” he roared across the table. “If you can’t control that
  owl, it’ll have to go!”
  
  
  Harry tried, yet again, to explain.
  
  
  “She’s bored,” he said. “She’s used to flying around outside. If I could just
  let her out at night —”
  
  
  “Do I look stupid?” snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his
  bushy mustache. “I know what’ll happen if