Ron: Harry, it doesn't matter if we find the horcruxes
Hermione: Unless we can destroy them.
Ron: You destroyed Tom Riddle's diary with a Basilisk fang, right? Well, we know where we might find one, don't we?
Hermione: We're going to the Chamber of Secrets.
Harry: Okay, but take the Marauder's Map. Then you'll be able to find me.
Ron: Lumos. Never thought I'd be back down here again.
Hermione: Whatever's down here, we still have to get the Basilisk fang.
Ron: Trolls, Death Eater, Slytherins, anything but blooming spiders. What's that?
Hermione: The castle is being attacked. Let's hurry.
Ron: It stopped. Sorry. Just thought I saw, nothing. It's okay. Hermione, what is that?
Ron: Let's get the fang and get back to the battle. I'd almost rather be attacked by Death Eaters.
Ron: I'm okay. Thanks.
Hermione: You better watch out. These passageways are really old. Expulso.
Hermione: Spiders. Keep your wand lit. I'll keep them back.
Ron: Keep them back with Protego!
Ron: Typical. I'll open this door. Watch my back. Almost. Almost. Almost there. That's it. Finally.
Hermione: Well done, Ron
Ron: Thanks. I thought it would never open.
Hermione: The soon we get a Basilisk fang, the better.
Ron: Can we get moving? These must be long lost relatives of Aragog.
Hermione: No Ron, they're spiders. Not Acromantula. Look out. I got it. I got it. Honestly. Are you okay, Ron?
Ron: That was disgusting. Over there. Feel free to start casting any time you like, Hermione. Now would be good. Hermione, there's something there.