"So if you aren’t the culprits, then how are you so sure in your safety?" He asked disdainfully. "No Pure-blood has been attacked." Gibbon answered haughtily. "Yet." Severus responded sharply. "So far there has only been two attacks. The first on a cat, no matter her owners status is only an animal, which is usually the first victim for either a Sociopath. The second victim was, yes a Muggle-Born, but he was also a student who was, ALONE, close to curfew, meaning the risks of being caught were low." Severus spoke in a deadly calm voice, driving the seriousness into the students minds and hearts. "I cannot express how cautious you must be." "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the Heir beware." Gibbon recited. "The Chamber of Secrets is the Legend of Salazar Slytherin. His enemies were Mudbloods and Muggles." Jugson spat trying to defend himself, unfortunately for him most of his classmates just laughed uproariously. "It is people like you that have given Slytherin it’s reputation and destroyed all Salazar’s work." Hermione scathed. "What would you know firstie." Gibbon taunted. "Riddle ain’ a Wizarding name. At best you’re a dirty Half-blood." Jugson continued his friends train of thought unaware of the danger despite the looks of incredulity from some students who were also stepping back. A dark smile appeared on Hermione’s young and innocent face. "You want to say that to my Father?" She asked ruthlessly, her green eyes lighting up sadistically. "Your Mudblood Father couldn’t do anything to me." Jugson sneered.