Trying not to think about Moaning Myrtle zooming down a pipe to the lake with the contents of a toilet。 Harry said； 〃Well； does anything in there have a human voice？ Hang on…〃
Harry's eyes had fallen on the picture of the snoozing mermaid on the wall。
〃Myrtle； there aren't merpeople in there； are there？〃
〃Oooh； very good；〃 she said； her thick glasses twinkling； 〃it took Diggory much longer than that！ And that was with her awake too〃…Myrtle jerked her head toward the mermaid with an expression of great dislike on her glum face…〃giggling and showing off and flashing her fins。。。〃
〃Thats it； isn't it？〃 said Harry excitedly。 〃The second tasks to go and find the merpeople in the lake and 。。。and 。。。〃
But he suddenly realized what he was saying； and he felt the excitement drain out of him as though someone had just pulled a plug in his stomach。 He wasn't a very good swimmer； he'd never had much practice。 Dudley had had lessons in his youth； but Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon； no doubt hoping that Harry would drown one day； hadn't bothered to give him any。 A couple of lengths of this bath were all very well； but that lake was very large； and very deep。。。 and merpeople would surely live right at the bottom。。。
〃Myrtle；〃 Harry said slowly； 〃how am I supposed to breathe？〃
At this； Myrtle's eyes filled with sudden tears again。
〃Tactless！〃 she muttered； groping in her robes for a handkerchief。
〃What's tactless？〃 said Harry； bewildered。
〃Talking about breathing in front of me！〃 she said shrilly； and her voice echoed loudly around the bathroom。 〃When I can't。。。 when I haven't。。。 not for ages 。。。〃
She buried her face in her handkerchief and sniffed loudly。 Harry remembered how touchy Myrtle had always been about being dead； but none of the other ghosts he knew made such a fuss about it。
〃Sorry；〃 he said impatiently。 〃I didn't mean…I just forgot。。。〃
〃Oh yes； very easy to forget Myrtle's dead；〃 said Myrtle； gulping； looking at him out of swollen eyes。 〃Nobody missed me even when I was alive。 Took them hours and hours to find my body…I know； I was sitting there waiting for them。 Olive Hornby came into the bathroom…Are you in here again； sulking； Myrtle？' she said； 'because Professor Dippet asked me to look for you …' And then she saw my body。。。 ooooh； she didn't forget it until her dying day； I made sure of that。。。 followed her around and reminded her； I did。 I remember at her brother's wedding…〃
But Harry wasn't listening； he was thinking about the merpeople's song again。 〃We've taken what you II sorely miss。〃 That sounded as though they were going to steal something of his； something he had to get back。 What were they going to take？
〃…and then； of course； she went to the Ministry of Magic to stop me stalking her； so I had to e back here and live in my toilet。〃
〃Good；〃 said Harry vaguely。 〃Well； I'm a lot further on than I was。。。 Shut your eyes again； will you？ I'm getting out。〃
He retrieved the egg from the bottom of the bath； climbed out； dried himself； and pulled on his pajamas and dressing gown again。
〃Will you e and visit me in my bathroom again sometime？〃 Moaning Myrtle asked mournfully as Harry picked up the Invisibility Cloak。
〃Er。。。 I'll try；〃 Harry said； though privately thinking the only way he'd be visiting Myrtle's bathroom again was if every other toilet in the castle got blocked。 〃See you。 Myrtle。。。 thanks for your help。〃
〃Bye； 'bye；〃 she said gloomily； and as Harry put on the Invisibllity Cloak he saw her zoom back up the tap。
Out in the dark corridor； Harry examined the Marauders Map to check that the coast was still clear。 Yes； the dots belonging to Filch and his cat； Mrs。 Norris； were safely in their office。。。 nothing else seemed to be moving apart from Peeves； though he was bouncing around the trophy room on the floor above。。。 Harry had taken his first step back toward Gryffindor Tower when something else on the map caught his eye。。。 something distinctly odd。
Peeves was not the only thing that was moving。 A single dot was flitting around a room in the bottom left…hand corner…Snapes office。 But the dot wasn't labeled 〃Severus Snape〃 。。。it was Bartemius Crouch。
Harry stared at the dot。 Mr。 Crouch was supposed to be too ill to go to work or to e to the Yule Ball…so what was he doing； sneaking into Hogwarts at one o'clock in the morning？ Harry watched closely as the dot moved around and around the room； pausing here and there。。。
Harry hesitated； thinking。。。 and then his curiosity got the better of him。 He turned and set off in the opposite direction toward the nearest staircase。 He was going to see what Crouch was up to。
Harry walked down the stairs as quietly as possible； though the faces in some of the portraits still turned curiously at the squeak of a floorboard； the rustle of his pajamas。 He crept along the corridor below； pushed aside a tapestry about halfway along； and proceeded down a narrower staircase； a shortcut that would take him down two floors。 He kept glancing down at the map； wondering 。。。It just didn't seem in character； somehow； for correct； law…abiding Mr。 Crouch to be sneaking around somebody else's office this late at night。。。
And then； halfway down the staircase； not thinking about what he was doing； not concentrating on anything but the peculiar behavior of Mr。 Crouch； Harrys leg suddenly sank right through the trick step Neville always forgot to jump。 He gave an ungainly wobble； and the golden egg； still damp from the bath； slipped from under his arm。 He lurched forward to try and catch it； but too late； the egg fell down the long staircase with a bang as loud as a bass drum on every step…the Invisibility Cloak slipped…Harry snatched at it； and the Marauder s Map fluttered out of his hand and slid down six stairs； where； sunk in the step to above his knee； he couldn't reach it。
The golden egg fell through the tapestry at the bottom of the staircase； burst open； and began wailing loudly in the corridor below。 Harry pulled out his wand and struggled to touch the Marauder s Map； to wipe it blank； but it was too far away to reach…
Pulling the cloak back over himself Harry straightened up； listening hard with his eyes screwed up with fear。。。 and； almost immediately…
〃PEEVES！〃
It was the unmistakable hunting cry of Filch the caretaker。 Harry could hear his rapid； shuffling footsteps ing nearer and nearer； his wheezy voice raised in fury。
〃What's this racket？ Wake up the whole castle； will you？ I'll have you； Peeves； I'll have you； you'll。。。 and what is this？〃
Filch's footsteps halted； there was a clink of metal on metal and the wailing stopped…Filch had picked up the egg and closed it。 Harry stood very still； one leg still Jammed tightly in the magical step； listening。 Any moment now； Filch was going to pull aside the tapestry； expecting to see Peeves。。。 and there would be no Peeves 。。。but if he came up the stairs； he would spot the Marauder's Map。。。 and Invisibility Cloak or not； the map would show 〃Harry Potter〃 standing exactly where he was。
〃Egg？〃 Filch said quietly at the foot of the stairs。 〃My sweet！〃…Mrs。 Norris was obviously with him…〃This is a Triwizard clue！ This belongs to a school champion！〃
Harry felt sick； his heart was hammering very fast…
〃PEEVES！〃 Filch roared gleefully。 〃You've been stealing！〃
He ripped back the tapestry below； and Harry saw his horrible； pouchy face and bulging； pale eyes staring up the dark and （to Filch） deserted staircase。
〃Hiding； are you？〃 he said softly。 〃I'm ing to get you； Peeves。。。 You've gone and stolen a Triwizard clue； Peeves。。。 Dumbledore'll have you out of here for this； you filthy； pilfering poltergeist。。。〃
Filch started to climb the stairs； his scrawny； dust…colored cat at his heels。 Mrs。 Morris's lamp…like eyes； so very like her masters； were fixed directly upon Harry。 He had had occasion before now to wonder whether the Invisibility Cloak worked on cats。。。 Sick with apprehension； he watched Filch drawing nearer and nearer in his old flannel dressing gown…he tried desperately to pull his trapped leg free； but it merely sank a few more inches…any second now； Filch was going to spot the map or walk right into him…