Hoare remembered that the venom from a basilisk's fang could destroy soul fragments.
If Number 3 didn't speak up, he wouldn't mind letting him be slowly tortured to death by the venom.
He opened the diary in his hand and borrowed a quill from Madam Pomfrey's desk.
"What did you do to Ron?" Hoare wrote in the notebook.
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