Emma

“We’ll have to use the Invisibility Cloak again,’ Harry told Ron. ‘We can take Fang with us. He’s used to going into the Forest with Hagrid, he might be some help.’ ‘Right,’ said Ron, who was twirling his wand nervously in his fingers. ‘Er – aren’t there – aren’t there supposed to be werewolves in the Forest?’ he added, as they took their usual places at the back of Lockhart’s classroom. Preferring not to answer that question, Harry said, ‘There are good things in there, too. The centaurs are all right, and the unicorns.’ Ron had never been into the Forbidden Forest before. Harry had entered it only once, and had hoped never to do so again. Lockhart bounded into the room and the class stared at him. Every other teacher in the place was looking grimmer than usual, but Lockhart appeared nothing short of buoyant. ‘Come now,’ he cried, beaming around him, ‘why all these long faces?’ People swapped exasperated looks, but nobody answered. ‘Don’t you people realise,’ said Lockhart, speaking slowly, as though they were all a bit dim, ‘the danger has passed! The culprit has been taken away.’ ‘Says who?’ said Dean Thomas loudly.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets