Yeah, that's right, I conned a ghost into showing me the way down here. I deciphered the codes in that creepy journal belonging to some freak named Tom Riddle. And I did a bunch of other stuff along the way too, and it was all worth it! Because the Chamber of Secrets is filled with nothing but an endless supply of noms. Which is pretty much the best thing a secret chamber could ever be filled with, if you ask me!
This is my selfish yet adorable rat Quincy Jones. I say selfish because she stole all the hard-boiled egg she could from their bowl before her sister Monster could get it! "Sharing" is not a part of her ratty vocabulary.