Previously, on the Caretaker...

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You lower your voice and continue.

“But i haven't even used my library card”

“Then what is this?”
She pulls out a small card from the catalog, a white card with Hogwarts Logo and a stack of precariously balancing books and your picture next to it. It reads “Hogwarts Staff Library Permit: LeClair. Willow.”

“Wha-there must be a mistake, i've neve-”

“I've worked in this library for over 70 years, I take my job very seriously, so seriously that I implemented a special system that won't allow anyone to get anything out of here without a special permit, not even Headmaster Potter himself is exempt from this”
She says as she slowly rises from her chair behind her desk, her bones creaking in a strangely menacing way.
“It's a perfect system. I never make mistakes”

“But i-”

“Return the books or be banished forever!”

She snaps her fingers and you are magically lifted and carried away, only to be thrown out through the library’s front door and fall and slide across the corridor, ending up just a couple of steps away from some small stairways.

You can only hear the door slowly closing behind you as you stand up, some students standing around in silence or murmuring stuff you can't understand clearly.

You stand up and dust yourself up.

Clearly something is up here, you have never even been close to the library, how is it that your special Staff Permit is already there?

“Looks like i got my own mystery to solve here”

What will you do?
>Go back in and try to clear things up, maybe you can make her understand?.
>Investigate how it is that your card is already in there. (Roll 1D100, Best of 3)
>Screw her, sneak in later at night (move on with the rest of your day)
>Other (Write in)

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and now, we continue...

“Think, think, think…How do I figure this out?”

You never considered yourself to be a particularly bright witch, you were more of a…”Do now, let somebody else ask questions later” kinda witch, which is why you have let Brandon do the investigating.
But now it seems like you don't have any other options other than to clear this mystery for yourself.

“It can't be THAT hard, right? it's just figuring out who took your card, surely there must be-”

And just like that it hits you.

“Of course! there is a spell precisely for this kind of stuff!”

You head back into the library and walk towards the desk of the boney old librarian.
The moment she sees you, she frowns and raises her hand to snap her fingers once again but she seems to stop herself and instead waits for you to stand in front of her desk.

“Give me one good reason not to kick you out of here again”

“i know! i know! im sorry! i-”

“SHH!”

Merlin, you want to punch her head off, but right now you need to play nice.

“Right” You almost whisper.
“I know we started with the wrong foot and that is my fault, i completely forgot where i put those books and-”

“Did you LOSE the books?!” She…screams? you are not sure how she manages to be so quiet and loud at the same time.

“No! nono! nothing like tha-!”

“SHH!”

Your knuckles become white for a second but you manage to control yourself.

“Sorry…they are in my classroom, im sure of it, but i just can't find them since there is so much stuff in there, so i was wondering if i could do a quick spell on my library card to track them, after all, where my card was, surely my books would be there too” you lie.

She stares at you with a dubious expression on her face.

“Bit of a complicated way to do this, don't you think?”

“Yeah, i know, but i'd rather do this than to keep looking for hours in the same place and not knowing if i'm even getting close to where they are, this will be faster!”

She starts looking through her catalog and pulls out your library card.

“If you ever want to set foot in this library every again, you WILL get those books back”

She holds your library card out so you can do your thing.

“Don't worry! this will be fast!”

“SHH!”

You chose to ignore the heavy palpitation in your heart that she is giving you right now and focus on getting your wand out.

“Now…what was the spell…ah, right” You clear your throat and cast the spell.
“Appare Vestigium!”

You hold your wand in the palm of both hands and gently blow into it, a golden dust comes out of the tip of your wand and envelopes the library card.
A couple of students get their attention stolen by the magical golden dust that suddenly shoots out of the library, leaving a trail for you to follow.

“exzellent!” You say with an involuntary yet heavy German accent

You run out of the library, the cranky librarian shouting “NO RUNNING!” and getting shushed by some students as you exit the quiet place and into the corridors of the castle.

“Now all I have to do is follow the golden trail and i´ll find whoever took my stuff!”

You think as you run chasing the spell and notice that every student keeps staring at it as it moves through the castle.

“The very visible and telling golden spell that is getting everyone's attention…”

Wait…

“The spell that is heading towards whoever took my stuff and will be alerted of it as soon as it reaches them! FUCK!”

You can't stop the spell now or you will never find out the one responsible for this, only one option left.
You are going to have to outrun it

>Roll 1D100+20 (+20 from Willows Physical Muggle Skills/Fitness) DC 75

links to previous threads
Part 1:
https://archived.moe/qst/thread/6038711/

Part 2:
https://archived.moe/qst/thread/6080818/

Part 3:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Caretaker%20Quest

Thanks to IlvermoryQM for the links!
(if anyone can figure out a way to save the ".moe" thread into "thisisnotatrueending" that would be much appreciated)

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>>6159541
Glad to see the new thread up.

Rolled 75 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>6159678
And my roll. Which seems to have disappeared from my post for some reason.

Rolled 96 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>6159541
I was gonna suggest she just call a broom to herself, but it looks like it won't be needed.

Rolled 55 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>6159541

>>6159547
And you are welcome. In theory it is possible to pull all the posts and images from moe with a couple of tools and do a manual upload to suptg, but I have never tried it, and it sounds like a bitch. If I get board some day I might try but kinda unlikely.

Let me know if you need me to archive this one when it hits like page 8 or 9.

>>6159758
Didn't even note how high that was.

Going for the FIT girl is paying dividends. Bish can run. I wonder if she could bench Brandon if she tried lol.

“Im glad im wearing my loose outfit today”

You have seen students run when they are late for their classes, you always notice how they are restraining themselves because they know they aren't supposed to be running in the corridors of the castle. Their legs move fast but their steps are stiff and not as big as they could be.
Even the staff do that when there is an emergency, which always striked you as odd since that's the time when those rules should be disregarded for the sake of response time.

Luckily for you and your Muggle ancestry, you knew of a particular…”sport” that not many Muggles practice, let alone wizards. A sport that you were restricted from practicing in your time at Beauxbatons but still found the time and places to do so while in your weekends outside of the fancy school.

Parkour.

And you are itching to shake the rust off.

Unlike any student or other staff member, you give yourself a second to take a deep breath and shake your limbs, you let yourself get loose, then you run.

No, not run, that still feels too slow and stiff, no.

You sprint. Each step is as big as you can take and as fast as your body allows you. Slightly leaning forwards while your arms sway from side to side in big motions.

However, you are running against magic, it's impossible to catch up to it by simply running, so when you see the golden dust take a sharp turn and down a set of stairs hanging under another set of stairs, you jump from the railguard and land with an unstoppable and smooth stride, followed by sliding between the second set of railguard´s posts, skipping 2 stories and immediately catching up with the spell.

It then follows a winding path of corridors, taking sharp and wild turns with each intersection it finds which you follow smoothly by jumping and running on the walls each time, you even managed to jump OVER a student when they crouched after seeing the golden dust going their way, needless to say, a lot of students were left wondering what the fuck was wrong with you. But it doesn't matter, as long as the target of the spell doesn't notice it.

The spell goes across the main courtyard of the castle, going through the decorative windowless holes of the outer walls and down a small hill that ends with a jump into an almost hidden and low transited corridor without a roof.

You crouch-slide the entire hill down, your hand lagging behind to create balance and finally jump into the corridor and kick off the wall to land with a roll and a slight jog before continuing your sprint.

You see the spell go behind a statue and into a hidden hole.

You have never seen this corridor before.
It's a simple stone road with solid stone walls to its sides that stop the small hills on both sides from reaching the ground, creating an almost hidden and tight path that hides itself in the shadow of the hills anytime the sun is not directly on top of it. At its end, the statue of a snake coiling around a pillar, its head pointing down from the highest point of the pillar, a couple of stone benches on each side create a serene and private resting area that you suspect most couples use when they get the chance, given the carved hearts on a couple of big stones next to each bench, finally, the circular roofless room walls are covered in vines with some white and purple blooming flowers, creating an almost romantic atmosphere thanks to the singular torch at the base of the pillar from where the snake comes out.

You almost stop for a second to admire the place before noticing the hidden tunnel behind a patch of vines, it's a thin hole that goes diagonally underground and suddenly ends in an old door.

You stop for a second to inspect the door, looking for any indications of where it leads before saying “screw it” and going it.

As soon as you close the door behind you, you feel the chilly air of the tunnel hit you right in the face, giving you goosebumps thanks to the air cooling down the sweat sliding across your skin.

The dark rocky tunnel is illuminated by a few torches every few meters and the golden dust of the spell slowing down but still moving without stopping.

“What is this?”

As you walk along the tunnel, you notice how it goes from a rocky texture to a more smooth feeling when you slide your hand across the walls, they feel cold to the touch.

*splash splash splash*

You notice that your steps are feeling sloshy and wet.
Before long, you hear the sound of running water, a waterfall and…music?

“Wait a minute, i´ve heard this music before…”

You decide this is a good moment to finally end the spell, don't want to be caught now.

“Finite incantatem”

>DUE TO PASSING ALL THE ROLLS YOU EARN AN EXTRA +5 TO ALL PHYSICAL ROLLS WITH WILLOW

With the golden glow of the spell gone, you can see a blue-ish light coming from a final turn at the end of the tunnel.

You hug the wall and take a peek around the corner.

You first encounter a shifting blue-ish wall.

“Wait a minute, that's not a wall” you think.

You get closer to it and touch it with a finger, you get splashed by the falling water.

“A waterfall”

As you step closer to it, you notice the vague shape of a familiar room, the Slytherin common room.

“A hidden entrance?”

“One only a handful of people know”

You jump at the sound of the female voice right on the other side of the waterfall.

“Calm down, i´ll say nothing, after all, keeping the secret is my job” the voice giggles after that.

“Who are you?” you ask, trying to make out the gray-ish shape of the person behind the curtain of water.

“My author painted me without a name, although throughout the years some people have given me the name of “the stone mermaid” but I would hardly call that a name, more like a description if anything.”

“Painted?”

“Mhm”

“ooo…kay…so, what is this?”

“What do you mean “what is-” wait a second, how did you find this tunnel?”

“Well, there was this door behind some vines, i just followed the path all the way here”

The voice becomes quiet for a few moments before exhaling in a frustrated manner.

“What's the POINT of a secret entrance if they left the door WIDE OPEN?!”

“Oh sweet! so it really is a secret entrance! and that's the Slytherin common room, right?”

“*sigh* yes it is” she says in a defeated tone. “Just cross the waterfall and you´ll appear in front of my painting”

You take a step back and jump through the wall of water.

You feel the freezing water sliding down your neck and onto your back as you land with a gentle “thud” and notice that you are now standing in front of the painting of a statue of a mermaid sitting in front of a waterfall and a pond pooling in front of it.

“If you need it, simply jump through the painting again, try aiming at the waterfall though, otherwise it's gonna hurt” The mermaid says before jumping into the pond and disappearing for a second before getting closer to the painting, making herself look WAY bigger than she was.
“and KEEP the secret, if more people find about the hidden door then my job is pointless! also close the door when you get the chance, please”
And with that, she dips into the pond and disappears from view.

You turn around and see the empty common room, the music coming from an ignored gramophone next to a couch.

“They all must be in their classes”

You walk to it and lift the needle, stopping the music and bathing the room in silence.

“Well, the spell brought me to the Slytherin room and there is only one relevant person to this entire thing that i´ve heard Brandon talk about, now…which way was his room? i think its over here”

You walk to the boys dorms, thankfully the castle lets you walk in without problems. (Perhaps the castle is letting you in? you´ll have to let Brandon know about that later) and look for the room where Elliot sleeps.

“This isn't it…this isn't it…there we go, found you”

You step into the circular room after verifying that it is in fact empty.

“Now, where are those-oh! there they are!”

You find the books you were “looking for” and take them from their resting place on top of a bureau.

“Well, that was easy, now i just need to get out of here before the classes end”

You walk towards the door but stop halfway

“Oooooorrrrr…”

You slowly turn around on your heels, a sly smile on your face

>”Nah, better get out while i can”
>”Maybe i could have a look around, surely that kid Elliot must be hiding something, right?” (Roll 1D100 to “look for anything useful” Best of 3 rolls.)

i think besides rolling for dick size, these have been some of the best rolls in the entire quest so far! if only Brandon had these when he needed them the most...

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>>6161598
>DUE TO PASSING ALL THE ROLLS YOU EARN AN EXTRA +5 TO ALL PHYSICAL ROLLS WITH WILLOW

Fuck yeah. It was the French, I think, that did invent the art of urban movement., so nifty she knows how to Parkour.


>”Maybe i could have a look around, surely that kid Elliot must be hiding something, right?” (Roll 1D100 to “look for anything useful” Best of 3 rolls.)

Let's ride high on our streak of luck. Will wait for rolls to be called if this wins.

I am also imaging a wet, sweaty Willow now.... Yum.

>>6161679
>>6161601

Actual link to vote post since I got distracted by a call.

Saar, would jou... "No fuck off" was the conversation.

>>6161683
Maybe you got a bit too distracted mate, you forgot your roll…

>>6161697

If that choice wins, I will roll.

Otherwise, say I roll a 100? Then of course it will influence other people to chose that option, since it is certain success. Same if I rolled a 1; it would influence other people to not chose that option since it is a crit fail.

Votes and rolls need to be separate for that reason. IMO, I don't run the show, so if Kektus says go ahead and roll, I will.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>6161697

Oh it is you QM. Dropped your trip.

So here is a roll if you want it at the same time.

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>6161601
>”Maybe i could have a look around, surely that kid Elliot must be hiding something, right?” (Roll 1D100 to “look for anything useful” Best of 3 rolls.)

>>6161768
yeah, my bad, i was phoneposting since i was still in bed
>>6161767
yeah, the reason i ask for rolls when choosing a vote is mostly due to save time, i already take long enough between updates, i dont want to wait for a vote to win AND THEN ask for rolls, better to just get the ball rolling ahead of time.
also i feel its better since if anybody gets any lower roll, other people might want to jump in for the save

just a heads up, update was supposed to come out yesterday, but due to the festive season, shit always gets in the way.
i will try to update tomorrow if possible, but im not confident it will be possible.

>>6163986
All good my man, been unexpectedly busy with the same stuff too. Merry Christmas Eve.

Hope you all had a merry christmas! now that the main festivities are over, we can finally go back to our previous schedule.

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”Maybe i could have a look around, surely that kid Elliot must be hiding something, right?” You think to yourself as you start looking under his pillow, his bureau and under his bed.

The search is a quick and short one since you don't want to risk getting caught by the entirety of the Slytherin house.
Regretfully, all you find are a couple of vials with a green liquid inside and a slight smell of honey, (definitely Wiggenweld potions) and a single gray potion with a sticker that reads “DANGER - FLASHBANG”.
You take them all and leave the room after you hear the bells of Hogwarts announcing the midday lunch break.

The escape from the Slytherin room goes without problems…

Back in your room, you decide it's best to start studying as much as you can before you need to return the books.

You read about some of his feats, how he created several spells that nobody ever really figured out what they did, how he was known for being a bit of a dick sometimes yet still being a very well liked wizard, specially by Muggles since apparently he wanted to protect them from some very angry wizards.
But most importantly, and the thing that caught your attention the most. How he was apparently born from the union of a nun and a demon, although some tales say that he was born from the daughter of some king and others mention a witch from the forest but in the end most of the stories agree that his father was a demon.

“That's…worrisome”

A couple of hours go by before you need to take a break from the book.
You stretch and leave the book on top of a small table next to your bed and head for the door, but stop before you cross.

“Wait, not gonna let it happen again”

You hide the book under your mattress and cast several warning and security spells.

“That should do it for now”

You exit the door hiding behind the refrigerator and walk into your classroom, but stop in your tracks as you witness something you have never seen before.
A couple of students, sitting in their places still a couple of hours before the next class starts.

“Oh…Hello…”
You say, confused at their presence.
“What are you doing here? there are still a couple of hours left before the next class”

“Yeah, but me and some of my friends wanted to ask some stuff about Muggle sports”

That's…new…

“Amm…sure? what do you want to know?”

What follows is a strange, impromptu and small class on a few Muggle sports, like Football, hockey, basketball and the like, along with a quick demonstration and explanation of their rules.

“That's weird” a Ravenclaw student says, a boy with curly blond, almost golden hair and white skin.
“Most of their sports are similar to Quidditch”

“You are correct, most Muggle sports share the same goals, the main difference is that they stick to the ground…most of them”

“¨Most of them¨? What does that mean? Muggles can't fly”

“Well, not exactly, they don't have magic like we do, but they can in fact fly”

“But how?”
You look at the clock hanging on the wall, reading 1PM.

“I would love to tell you more, but I'm actually a bit busy right now. Why don't you come back in a couple of hours and you can join the class? maybe you´ll get to learn about more interesting stuff that Muggles can do”

“But that would mean i´ll have to add another class to my schedule…”

“Yes, but unlike other classes, you get to influence and decide what to learn there, and if we have some luck, maybe even a trip to the Muggle world”

“You can do that?!”

“Of course I can! im a professor after all”

“Brilliant! we´ll come back later then!”

“Don't forget to spread the word! the more the better!”

The students exit the classroom, leaving you with around an hour and a half left of time to do whatever you want.
You invest it by sending an owl to St. Mungos, letting them know that you plan to visit Brandon in a couple of hours and asking if there is any progress on his recovery.

An hour later and after getting a quick snack from the kitchens, you receive a letter back. How is it that an owl can travel all that distance and back in just an hour? you´ll never know, owls cant use magic as far as you know.

The letter lets you know that Brandon is stable but so far there is no progress waking him up from…whatever is affecting him and that you are welcome to visit but expect nothing to come from it for now.

“Well, at least he is stable” You say while reading the letter from the desk in your classroom. waiting for the next class to start.
“I'll visit him after this class is done”.

Right after saying that, the first students start entering the room and for the first time since you started teaching at Hogwarts, you are short a couple of chairs.

It takes a minute to pull out a pair of chairs from one of the corners of the room so that everyone has a seat.

“Welcome to Muggle Studies, I see that we have a couple of new faces here, I promise you that your time here will not be wasted, now lets begin. Our class for today-”

The class goes smoothly, you touch on some topics from the previous class before introducing the topic of Muggle sports like you promised.

“-and just like in Quidditch, wins the team that scores the most points, any questions?”

The same boy from before raises his hand.

“You mentioned before that some Muggle sports don't stay on the ground”

“Ah, yes, that is correct, although most of those sports go into the category of “extreme sports” only thrill seeking Muggles dare to practice them, sports like skydiving or cliff jumping”

“Can we try them?!”

The entire class erupts in excitement at the idea of jumping from a very very VERY high place.

“I'll have to consult with Professor Potter but-”

>”i don't think that is such a good idea right now (make your class safer, but the new students might drop out if they get too bored)
>”If he agrees, we´ll do some skydiving tomorrow” (prepare a skydiving session, high risk of something happening to your students if not done correctly, very high chance of class popularity to increase)

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>>6165561
>”If he agrees, we´ll do some skydiving tomorrow” (prepare a skydiving session, high risk of something happening to your students if not done correctly, very high chance of class popularity to increase)

I mean, they can just take a slow-fall potion or something? Not really any more dangerous that Quidditch, broom flying in general. American Quidditch where the ball explodes?

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>>6165573
This is not influenced in the least by the few time I have skydived or cliff dived, and it was fun as shit.

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Also, and this will be the last post for a bit, what about showing the students a bit of Parkour? Willow is good at it, and it might help the younger students, ones who won't be able to Apparate for a few years. Help the older ones since they still can't just pop away in places like Hogwarts; since most of them won't ever get good enough to use it in a fight, but they can certainly learn to jump, grab and pull themselves up, turn a fall into a roll, ect.

>>6165561
>>”If he agrees, we´ll do some skydiving tomorrow” (prepare a skydiving session, high risk of something happening to your students if not done correctly, very high chance of class popularity to increase)

>>6165561
>”If he agrees, we´ll do some skydiving tomorrow” (prepare a skydiving session, high risk of something happening to your students if not done correctly, very high chance of class popularity to increase)
Brooms on standby, slowfall potions, parachutes, and in the absolute worst case scenario charm the ground over the LZ to be springy and soft.

>>6165573
>I mean, they can just take a slow-fall potion or something?
they can...but thats not the point of EXTREME SPORTS.

>>6165577
>spoiler
no fucking way, have you really?

>>6165911
The cliff diving wasn't really that high up. 30 or 40 feet when I've been on vacation in Mexico. And there are a couple of companies around my area that do skydiving, my buddy bought me an excursion one time for my birthday, then I went and did it with a girl I was trying to date a few years later. Me and her didn't work out but jumping from a moving plane is still fucking awesome, in my opinion, but I probably have a touch of autism. Like yeah hitting terminal velocity with an instructor strapped to me? Cool, calm, collected. Having to make a business call? Anxious as fuck.

I´ll be honest with yall, i completely forgot that New Year was the last celebration left and the biggest thing my family celebrates, so of course it sucked all the free time i had.
But now that the holidays are finally for real over, NOW we can go back to our previous schedule of updates.
Happy new year to everybody!

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“I'll have to consult with Professor Potter but If he agrees, we´ll do some skydiving tomorrow”

The class becomes very loud with cheers of excitement

“Alright!” “Brilliant!” “Bloody awesome!” your students exclaim while doing fistbumps and sharing highfives.

The class ends shortly after with you reminding them not to eat for at least an hour before the next class and to bring as many guests as they can, after all if you can milk this to grow your class, you will.

For now though, it's time to get ready to visit Brandon at St. Mungos.

You make sure to lock the classroom with key while you take a shower, put on your usual clothes with a big black coat on top to brace the cold weather in London and head towards the Hogsmeade Village, carrying a small backpack with some snacks and notes from your previous studies about Merlin.

On your way out of the castle, you stumble upon the Gamekeeper, Hagrid, dragging some sort of heavy looking black bag through Hogwarts main road.
You have never really interacted with him, so it struck you as odd when he called you by name.

“Oi! Miss Willow! One second if ye could!”

You stop, wondering what he wants and more importantly, how he knows your name. You assume he simply paid attention when the introductions were made during the start of the school year.

He finally reaches you, letting go of the bag and stretching his back, causing a series of loud “pops” as he does.

“Uuugh, thenk ya fer waitin´ ´s getting ´arder and ´arder te drag ´eavy stuff with each year, huff”

“Arrrre…you ok?”

“Yah, ´m just wee tired, tha´s all, but nevermind ´bout me, where are ye goin´?”

“Oh, i'm just on my way to visit Brandon at St Mungos”

“Ahh, of course, that would be it, ´suppose i shouldn't bother ye with me problems then”

“Oh! Do you need help?”

“´s just this bag ´ere, it's getting a bit too ´eavy fer me, i aint gettin´ any young´r”

“Say no more, i still have some time help before my next class, this shouldn't take long”

“Yer a lifesaver lass, thanks!”

“Dont mention it, now, where are we going?” you say as you step on the other side of the bag and crouch, getting ready to lift it.

“Umm…what´re ye doin´?”

“I'm helping you, cmon now, this bag looks very heavy, it's gonna be way harder if it's just me” You try lifting the bag but find you cant even budge it

“What do you even have in here? rocks?”

“Dead horses”

You immediately recoil away from the bag.

“What?!”

“Aye! they are perfect teh feed magical creatur´s in the forest and me classes”

“I…guess that makes sense? But why are you carrying this? just use magic to lift it”

The words hit you as they leave your mouth.

“I was ´oping you could do that fer me”

“Yeah i just realized what i-yeah”

You pull out your wand, mentally beating yourself for relying too much on your “Muggle ways” again and cast “Wingardium Leviosa” on the bag but fail to lift it on your first try.

“Hang on, this is really heavy”

You try again, holding your wand with both hands and really focusing now. This time, the bag slowly lifts up and becomes easier to move once it reaches sufficient height, letting you use only one hand now while keeping a considerate effort but still easy enough to relax just a bit.

“Alright! lead the way”

You follow Hagrid across the gardens and fields of Hogwarts while chatting.

“So why didn't you use magic to lift this before?”

“I cannae use magic since i was expelled from ´Ogwarts”

“You were expelled?”

“Yah, i'd rather not go into details, but since then, me wand was destroyed and I nevah finished me education, so i cannae do magic…well actually i can, i'm just not good at it, that's why i asked fer ya help, thanks by the way”

“My pleasure…but now that we are chatting, and don't take this the wrong way, but, how did you know who i am? we have never spoken before”

“Brandon mentioned ya a few times, sometn´ ´bout good date places and-”

“He was planning a date!?”

“...I should not have said that…”

You both continue having some idle chit-chat until you reach Hagrid's hut, where you leave the bag next to a big wooden table with a BIG axe. Once the spell is done, you can “feel” your magic being a bit tired and your body fatigued, but nothing a good night of sleep can't fix.

“´ppreciate the help, lass, if there is anythn´ i can do fer ya, just lemme know”

“I´ll hold you on to that, now if you excuse me, i have to go now, Brandon is waiting for me”

“Aye, tell him i say hi!”

>YOU WIN A FAVOR FROM HAGRID, IT COULD BE USEFUL LATER.

And with that, you walk away, this time without interruptions until you reach the village of Hogsmeade and go directly to The Three Broomsticks.

A quick butterbeer later, Olivia lets you use her fireplace to flu powder away to London, burning away and into a fireplace inside a building that resembles a train station.

You are greeted by a witch behind some green metal bars behind a counter.

“Hello there and welcome to London, please state the reason of your visit”

“I'm visiting St. Mungos.”

“Oh, i'm sorry” she writes down something on some piece of paper only to stamp it a moment after and gives you a copy of it.
“Please hold on to this until your visit is over”

You take it and keep it inside your backpack, after the witch makes you sign another piece of paper, you finally exit the building through the rotating metal door.

You come out to the cold streets of London and navigate your way to St. Mungos. Not too far away from the place you exited.

Once you reach the old mannequin and hop through a windowless frame on a rundown building, you finally reach St Mungos.

As everyone does, you walk to the “Welcome witch” at the reception and let her examine your backpack, looking for anything that might be dangerous.
After finding nothing like that, you are given the clear and let into the halls of the hospital, walking up the stairs up until the 4th floor, to the Janus Thickey Ward where the more permanent and complicated patients reside.

There, in the last bed of the last room at the end of the hallway, was Brandon.
He looked like he was sleeping under a weighted and warm blanket, some old and uneaten pastries lay on the small bedside table next to him.

“Hey…” you begin. “sorry it took so long, i had to help Hagrid carry some…horses”

“...”

“Yeah, i finally met him, he is like a big fluffy bear, but a nice one, like a teddy bear”

“...”

“I think I noticed some gray strands on his beard, though. He says “hi” by the way”

“...”

You think you feel something wet in your eyes but blink it away.

You let out a sigh and slump down on a chair next to Brandon, noticing how he is completely alone in the room, with a single light illuminating his bed while the rest of the room is bathed in darkness.

Once you confirm nobody is there, you lift his blanket and pull out his hand so you can hold it, you do nothing else.

Before you know it, you are lying down your head, still holding his hand while resting your head on your other arm next to him.

What will you do for your visit?
>Keep holding his hand like this for a bit longer
>Read him something
>Other (write in)

and regardless of whatever option you pick.

>Roll 1D100 for…something.

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>>6165582
>what about showing the students a bit of Parkour?
i actually have something planned for this, it wont come up yet, but it WILL be relevant for later, so dont you worry, parkouring around the castle WILL come back later if you pick the correct choices.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>6168836
>Try speaking to Merlin. He should be in there, somewhere. Maybe he can hear you, and help Brandon wake back up from inside.

>>6168865
this

>>6168975
could you please also roll the dice? just to see if we get something better by chance

>>6169128
i always forget how to roll lol

>>6169156
"dice+1d100" in the options field, without the quotation marks.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>6168975
>>6169128

>>6169179
we're very lucky this roll doesn't actually count

You don't know when you fell asleep, but you feel yourself waking up with a sudden jerk, panic quickly running all over your body.
You see nothing but white as you open your eyes, it feels blurry, but as your eyes adjust, you notice its not blurriness, you are sitting in an empty white void.

You stand up and quickly check your surroundings, nothing but a white canvas expanding across the infinite in all directions.

Except for a small group of moving…spots, way in the background, they appear to be…dancing? no…fighting?

“Hello?” You lift your hands to cup your mouth, trying to make yourself heard and noticing that you feel a gentle but noticeable warmth all over your left hand.
The sound echoes for quite a bit but you are still unsure if the spots can hear you.

“Guess I'll have to walk?” you think, not sure if it was a question or a statement, but you do so nonetheless.

However, after your 5th step, you are stopped by…something you can't see.
“STOP, DON'T COME ANY CLOSER! IT'S TOO DANGEROUS!”

Wait a minute, that voice sounds familiar

“Merlin? is that you?”

“YES! DON'T MOVE! I'M TALKING TO YOU THROUGH LEGILIMENCY, LAY DOWN ON THE GROUND AND STAY THERE, WE DON'T WANT HER TO NOTICE YOU!”

“What's going on? Where is Brandon?” you ask as you lay down quickly on the ground

“WE ARE HERE! HE IS WITH-PROTEGO-WITH ME!”

“Prote-are you in the middle of a fight?!”

“YES! ME AND BRANDON HAVE BEEN FIGHTING SINCE HE GOT KNOCKED OUT! YOU HAVE TO STOP HER!”

“Stop who?!”

“FAITH! LOOK FOR ELLIOT BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE! WE CAN'T HOLD HER OFF FOR MUCH LONGER! SHE HAS BEEN CORRUPTED!”

“How?!”

“WAIT, THE BOY HAS A MESSAGE, HE SAYS HE IS FINE BUT HUNGRY, HE IS STARVING”

“What?!”

“I CAN'T HOLD THE CONNECTION FOR LONGER, QUICK, STOP FAITH BEFORE SHE DESTROYS THE BOY'S MIND!”

“But how do I even do that!?”

“GET HER ATTE-”

Once again, you wake up with a jerk and a loud gasp, almost falling off of the chair you were sitting on.

You look around but find the same empty hospital room with no one but you and the passed out body of Brandon lying in bed.

“What a weird dream…”

You turn to look at the clock, a couple of hours have passed, it's currently 6PM, your next and last class of the day is in 2 hours, more than enough time to get everything ready.

“I guess i have to go for now”
You turn to Brandon and give him a small peck on the lips.
“I'll be back soon”

You stand up so you can pick up your stuff and leave, but feel a tug in your left hand.

You are still holding his hand.

No, he is holding you!?

You try to escape his grip but he is holding you for dear life.

“C'mon! Let me go!”

You shake your hand until it finally slips out of his grip and turn to look at him while holding your sore hand.

He is looking pale and his cheeks are slightly sunken.

“...That wasn't a dream, wasn't it?…”

His hand curls up into a fist and you can hear his knuckles cracking up at the effort is making.

“That wasn't a dream!”

You climb on the bed and almost sit next to him, almost on top of him

“Brandon!? Brandon! Are you awake!?”

You feel his fingers tug at your coat and then release it

“Oh Merlin! you are!”

You look around, searching for anything useful, something that can help you with anything.
Then you notice the old uneaten pastry on his bedside table, it's a bit stale and definitely stiffer than it should be, but still perfectly edible.

You take a small piece off of the pumpkin pastry and put it inside his mouth, making sure it's not too big so he wont choke. Luckily his jaw isn't locked in or as strong as his hand grip was.

For a moment you see no movement, he isn't choking so that's at least something good, but after a bit longer, his throat makes a weird sound that you identify as swallowing.

“Yes! you aren't in a comma! something is paralyzing you!”

You keep feeding him pieces of the pastry until it's halfway done, spending an extra half an hour more than you expected to be at the hospital.

“I know it's not much, but this should be enough for now, don't worry, i´ll get you out of there!”

You have an hour and a half to get to Hogwarts and do whatever you need to do before your last and biggest class yet starts.

What will you do?

>Look for a way to stop Faith/Elliot now (Could take longer than expected and might miss your class)
>Wait after class is done so you can look for Faith/Elliot without missing it (You´ll have less time to figure out what to do)
>Other (Write in):

>>6171270
>Look for a way to stop Faith/Elliot now (Could take longer than expected and might miss your class)

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>>6171270
>Look for a way to stop Faith/Elliot now (Could take longer than expected and might miss your class)

The little bit of Merlin said that he couldn't hold off this weird, evil version of "Faith" for too long. Probably need to address that.

Also, cute with Willow giving our boy food, supporting him.

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personal note: never say that you should be back on schedule if you dont control time...
i apologize for the long time this one taking in between updates, live is being particularly bitchy this time.
Update later tonight

It usually takes around an hour to get back to Hogwarts, you made it back in 20 minutes after running to the nearest Flu powder connected chimney and out of the Three Broomsticks and sprinting all the way back to the castle.

As soon as you make it to the entrance, you start looking for Elliot.

“Have you seen Elliot?” You ask several slytherin students.
“Hey, have you seen Elliot?” “Elliot Hallaster?” “Where are you?”
No one seems to know where he is at the moment and you can't even find the friends he hangs out with.

You make it to your classroom and notice that already several students are waiting for the class to start.

“Professor!” a Gryffindor student speaks
“What are we studying today? Will there be explosions?!”

“No-i mean, maybe, i still have to-what are all of you doing here?” You stumble over your words as you look around the classroom and head towards your bedroom behind the fridge.

A Hufflepuff student replies.
“We did some research on Muggles on our own and we wanted to suggest some topics for the next classes! we even got professor Potter´s permission to play a sport called “American Football””

Your heart melts a bit seeing them so excited over Muggle sports, but they couldn't have chosen a worse time to finally be interested in it!

With your hand still over the hidden door knob behind the fridge, you talk to your students.

“That's…great! amazing actually!”

“Yeah! So can we start earlier? we want to be ready for the next classes as soon as possible if we are going to make teams for the games!”

“Any other day I would, but right now I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I'm afraid I can't, I'm sorry!”

“Oh…are you busy, professor? Perhaps there is something we can help with to make it faster?”

“Thanks but i don-…actually, have any of you seen Elliot Hallaster?”

“the weird guy that wears fake mustaches from slytherin?”

“Yes!”

“Yeah i saw him exiting the Slytherin common room before i got here” says another Slytherin student
“i think he said something about the astronomy tower, he is probably in there, makes sense since its about to start getting dark”

“Yes! Thank you!”

You start running towards said tower, noticing how the sun is already hiding behind some faraway mountains and the sky is going from orange to a dark blue.

It takes 5 minutes for you to reach the Astronomy tower.
You start looking for Elliot in a few empty classrooms but find nothing.

You find a couple of students in an empty classroom, they scream and split away from their very personal make out session when you burst through the door.

It takes you a second to put 2 and 2 together while the boy is trying to fix his shirt straight and the girl is turning away from you, clearly embarrassed.

“Look, i dont care what you are doing, have you seen Elliot?”

“Who is Elliot?”

“Ugh, nevermind” You close the door and go to the stairs of the tower to climb higher into the tower.

As you keep looking into another set of empty classrooms you start thinking.

“Wait, hang on a second…”
You stop in your tracks
“What am I gonna do when I find him? I can't just say “hey! your weird lady in your head is messing with my boyfriend, cut it out!” no, that's only gonna get me into trouble…and he doesn't really know me that much, he has only seen me once when we were at St.Mungos…i better stay hidden just in case”

You continue looking across the empty rooms, opening and closing doors, with each empty classroom you find you deduce that he is probably at the top of the tower or in the last floors.

“And besides, it's not about Elliot, Merlin said something about getting…”Faith´s”...what was it?...atte…atte…attention! getting faith´s attention”

You decide to skip the middle floors and head straight to the last one, it's the highest tower of Hogwarts, if anyone is here for something it's definitely at the top.

You reach the last floor before you get to the top of the tower where the Astronomy class is located. It has a few rooms filled with books, astral charts and a lounge room.
You hear a couple of voices coming from one of those rooms

“Are you sure about this dude? this feels dangerous” A female voice says.

“Just keep looking for that window, its gotta have something different from the others” A male voice says

“That's gotta be him” you think. “Now I just need to figure out how to get Faith´s attention…but how do I do that? think Willow, think”
You try to remember everything you can about Elliot that Brandon has mentioned before.

“...He did say that the voice asked him for help when he was being attacked at the bridge, so clearly it's trying to protect him.”

“Lets go look into the other rooms, there is nothing here” you hear

“Scheiße!”
You go into one of the few empty rooms on this floor and peek outside from the space under the door.

You see 3 pairs of feet walking out of a room.

“I don't know dude, there doesn't seem to be much in here, are you sure it's in this tower?” a different male voice says.

“It IS in here, I'm sure of it” Says the voice that you suspect is Elliot.

“Fine! but stop being so rude about it! we are your friends not some sort of lackeys you can boss around, what's gotten into you?” says the female one as they all enter another room and close the door behind them.

“Why is he looking for a window of all things?...whatever, just need to get Faith´s attention…and she responds when Elliot is in danger”

You look at the empty room you are in and notice that its not entirely empty, there are a few crates and mannequins lying around, some of those are wearing what appear to be some old Hogwarts robes from previous generations, some unfinished, some are very big and some are unusually small, faulty designs?

“I think i have an idea…Sweet Merlin, i cant believe im doing this, if they found out i attacked a student i'm going directly to azkaban”
You put on an oversized robe that covers your entire body and make sure there is nothing that is not covered by it, you pull the hood over your face and stab 2 eye holes in it.
Your body looks like a stuffed mannequin that has come to life and its looking for “revenge”

>roll 1D100+10 (+25 from physical skills, -15 from numbers disadvantage) DC80

finally, an update!
im so sorry for the long wait, life always finds a way...doesnt help that i´ve been feeling in a bit of a creative slump so im starting to feel a bit burned out, but i refuse to let this quest go to hell without a fight!
thanks to those who are sticking around to read my stuff, you guys are the reason why im still going, we will finish this quest even if it kills me

Rolled 27 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>6175182

Rolled 7 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>6175182

Big tit rolls!

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>>6175183
>we will finish this quest even if it kills me

You are really tempting the curse given there are a minimum of 2 QMs I know of that have died doing this.

But thank you for keeping going. This is pretty fun. I've enjoyed the Willow part quite well so far.

>>6176071
Tiny booba rolls.

Rolled 13 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

Unsure if it's just us two voters. If nobody else comes around to roll, here's the third. Ignore it if someone does come around though.

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>>6175285
>>6176071
>>6176096

JFC.

Faith isn't going down easily. Well, I hope Azkaban or Nurmengard treats our waifu nicely.

>>6176103
Yeah, she uh, she didn't think this through very well.
A much better strategy would have been just leaving a note for Elliot to find telling him that he needs to pull Faith back or contact her or such.

>>6175285
>>6176071
>>6176096
holy shit these rolls...this aint good...

>>6176112
i mean, i havent writen anything yet, you can still pull this up if you want, im willing to give you guys a chance to plan something else and roll for it if you want, because these rolls certainly aint gonna cut it

>>6176103
Merlin said we only need to distract her, not that we need to win

>>6176147
Hey you. Make your roll!

Rolled 34 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>6175182
>>6176116

>>6175285
>37
>>6176071
>17
>>6176173
>44

well, we got 3 diferent rolls.
i want to give you guys a small muligan since i made the mistake of not giving you guys an option to plan something different to Willow´s plan, pairing that with the abysmall rolls we got...i will give you guys the chance to chose between:
>sticking to willow's plan (attacking Elliot's group) and adding a free +10 to your results
or
>plan something else and roll again and use the best of 3 results

>>6176235
>>plan something else and roll again and use the best of 3 results

>>6176235
Sorry for delayed response, been sick.
>Plan something else and roll again and use the best of 3 results

I honestly think leaving an anonymous note is the best option here. It just has to be one that convinces him to contact and calm Faith down. Perhaps we can word it in a mysterious way that'll entice him further.

"A cornered animal bites at a helping hand. Your unseen friends cannot help until you hold faith within your heart. Introspection is the cure to many ailments. Luck will be on your side if you heed this advice wisely."

>>6176584
maybe don't leave it that vague

>>6176634
Trust me, Elliot would dive headfirst into that shit.

>>6176640
while being suspicious as fuck

>>6176641
Yet difficult to parse for anyone who doesn't know what he knows, which is also important.

>>6176267
>>6176584
if there are no votes against or suggestions for anything else, then please, just roll a 1D100 to see how this goes out, no DC´s or bonuses this time, just a raw roll and i´ll get to write the next update

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>6176666

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>>6176670

Are you shitting me.

Gone for a good part of the day... we roll another sub 20. Merlin hates Willow.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>6176666

>>6176720
Well let's hope the third one saves us.

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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>6176666

Big tit rolls!

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>>6176670
>>6176718
dude, what the actual fuck? this only gives more credibility to the Curse of Potter.
at least >>6176722 had a somewhat decent result
>mfw i was debating about actually adding a DC of 60 to this roll

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Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>6176739
I was really hoping it would be like 50 or something to just not get our girl in trouble, higher for it to work. Maybe we still make it out?

I will probably be calling out small chest rolls now.

Test.

Small chest rolls! Let's fucking go!

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>>6176739
>>6176766

Holy shit, it worked.

You envision your entire plan playing in your head, hyping yourself up to execute your ambush flawlessly.

“You can do this, Willow. You got this!”

You gently slap yourself a couple of times on both sides of the face

“Lets go”

You take your first step and the next moment you are eating shit from the cold hard ground, tripping over the oversized robe and getting it tangled all around your legs.

“Ufgh!”

After a few seconds of rubbing your nose and forehead, you untangle the robe and stand up

“Ok, fine, that was a stupid plan, I admit it…New plan!...new plan….what's my new plan?...”

You look around the room, trying to come up with something before Elliot and Co. come out of the other room. You are struggling with this…

“Ugh! I'm not an ideas witch! what do i d-”
You notice a broken piece of wood from one of the crates, it's flat and with a light and unitone wooden color, it almost looks like a clipboard, just slightly thicker.

“Wait…i think i got it!”

You pick up the piece of wood and begin writing on it using your wand´s magic to carve/scorch a message on it

“For what we know, Elliot is a goofy guy who enjoys a good mystery, this should be able to get his attention…done! Now I just need to deliver the message…but how?”

As you ponder, you catch a glimpse of yourself on one of the window´s reflections wearing the oversized robe and noticing how the darkness of it gets easily lost in the shadows of the room.

“Is this why people like to plan stuff up? because I like how it feels when you get a clever idea!”

You use your magic to make the robe fit your size and envelope yourself in a magical shroud of darkness, completely hiding your identity and making you no more than a vaguely humanoid shaped dark mist.

You feel both giddy and nervous as you step out of the room almost looking like a dementor cosplay that came to life

You look both ways as you step into the hallway, your identity may be concealed, but you still don't want anyone watching you.
After making sure that there is no one around, you tip-toe your way to the room where you know Elliot and friends are currently in.

You gently open the door, trying your best not to make any sound and peek-in.

Elliot, the goth girl whose name you don't know and another boy with darker skin are all looking around the room as if searching for something, most likely that window you heard about before, so they are all looking away from the door, good.

You hold the piece of wood in your hand and slowly lift it so you can slide it on top of a table next to the door, a clear enough spot for them to notice the big piece of wood that came out of nowhere…

…and then you accidentally bump the wood into that same table and drop it.

The world moves in slow motion as the group of students all look at the Dementor looking thing peeking from the door.

“DEMENTOR!?”

You slam the door shut and run.

However, it looks like they're not chasing you, at least for now.

You hope it stays like that for a while, but now you need to get rid of your costume and go back to your classroom, you still have a class to give. You just hope the message actually worked.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________

“WAS THAT A FUCKING DEMENTOR?!”

“I DON'T KNOW, JUST KEEP BLOCKING THE DAMN DOOR!”

“COULD YOU TWO CHILL FOR A FUCKING SECOND!? THAT WAS NOT A DEMENTOR!”

“HOW DO YOU KNOW?!”

“Because if it were, the temperature would have dropped, also we would already be dead, so no, that wasn't a dementor”

“...Yeah of course you would know that kind of information, why am I surprised then?”

“Because you are both little girls! unblock that door already!”

“Alright! alright! we are on it”

“So if that wasn't a dementor, then what was it?”

“Delivery…look”
The goth girl picks up the piece of wood
“Somebody left us a message”

“ "A cornered animal bites at a helping hand. Your unseen friends cannot help until you hold faith within your heart. Introspection is the cure to many ailments. Luck will be on your side if you heed this advice wisely?” what?"

“Does this mean anything to you Elliot?”

“I don't recognize this phrase from anything but it's definitely aimed at me”

“So what do we do?”

Elliot looks around the room one more time before grunting disapprovingly.

“We leave, we might have to get rid of a spy before we do anything else. Lets go”

The group of friends unblock the door and exit the room, leaving the tower shortly after.

“Dude, is it just me? or is Elliot grumpier than usual?”
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________

After sneakily getting rid of (incinerating it and throwing the ashes into the lake) your disguise and making sure no one watched you do so, you head back to your classroom, making it with a few minutes left to spare before class starts.

“Professor, are you ok? you look tired”

You almost drag yourself with each step as you slump into the chair behind your desk

“Y-yeah yeah, i'm just….ahhh…winded up, gimme a minute”

Your evening class is the busiest it has ever been, answering questions about vehicles, sports, traditions and other things that 99% of the wizarding population isn't familiar with.
Overall another unusually great class, which you finish by reminding them of tomorrow´s activities.

After the room is emptied, you make sure to clean a bit and grade the assignments that your students did during class.

Once you finished grading everything, you head back into your room to take a shower and finish your day.

“Alright Willow, it wasn't exactly how you expected it would go, but you got everything done today, nice job.”

Sleep comes without much trouble, just the worry in the back of your head, wishing that the message did its job.

…

*tok tok tok* … *tok tok tok*

“...hmmm…”

*tok tok tok* … *tok tok tok*

“mmmmnrgh…”

*tok tok-*

“OH MY GOD! WHAT IS IT NOW?!”

You kick the covers off of you and sit up on your bed.
There is an owl pecking at one of your windows.

“wha-?”

You get out of bed and head to the window, letting the bird with a letter on its beak in

“Hey there buddy? what do you have there?”

You take the letter after giving the owl some scratches under its beak.

“QUIddItcH FiElD”

That's all the letter says in cut-outs of different colorful letters from magazines.

>Go to the Quidditch Fields
>Dont go
>Other (Write in)

>>6177411
>>Go to the Quidditch Fields

>>6177411
>Go to the Quidditch Fields
Lock the room and place anti-intruder jinxes before leaving.
Homenum Revelio once we get to the meeting point.
Make sure our wand is in a firm grip.

>>6177411
>Go to the Quidditch Fields

Fuck it time to go.

You may not be the smartest witch around, but even you can recognize bait when you see one.

You sit at the border of the window and give the owl a small treat for sending the message.

*tsk tsk tsk*
you click your tongue as you think about what to do.

“Could it be Elliot? no, impossible, he couldn't have figured me out already…could he?”

You step down from the window frame and put on your usual clothes along with your big black coat to endure the cold weather of Hogwarts at night.

Whatever or whoever it is, they want your attention, good or bad? only one way to find out.

You put on some black leather gloves and enchant them with the gripping charm, your wand is not getting away from your hands tonight, that's for sure.

After that, you make sure to cast security charms and traps all over your room, if this is bait and they want you away from your room, then whoever is planning this will find a nasty surprise.

“There, no way anyone is getting in here without MY knowledge”

After you make sure to test the spells and reactivate them, you exit the castle and head towards the Quidditch fields.
The midnight full moon illuminates the outside well enough so you don't need to cast Lumos to see where you are stepping, but it's still quite dark, perfect for sneaking out without much problem.

After 5 minutes of walking down the very walked in dirt road, you can see the Quidditch towers rising from behind the hills, their team flags lazily flapping in the midnight breeze and their empty stands looking ominously barren in contrast to their usually loud and lively environment.

“Ugh…this place looks creepy at night”

With your wand being held with an iron grip and your mind in high alert, you reach the entrance to the Quidditch field, one of several tunnels that go under the stands, decorated with several newspaper clippings telling news about the current Hogwarts Quidditch schedules, previous awards and victories and sports related events, all framed and hung on the wooden walls along with team banners and decorations.

Halfway through the tunnel, there is a loud creaking.

*CREEEEAAAAK*

You turn around faster than what you thought was possible for your body and aim your wand at the whole lot of nothing that is currently behind you.

You were about to call out for whoever you thought was there with a “Hello” but decided against it.
The wood decides to creak again and you realize that the wind is the one responsible for gently pushing the big towers that hold the stands, making them sound their heavy creaking as the wood strains with each gentle rocking.

You lower your wand a bit before deciding to stop wasting time and exit through the other side of the tunnel.

You never realized how big the Quidditch fields actually are until now, stepping into the fields gives a whole new perspective. Of course they need to be massive, flying around on brooms makes any distance look small compared to walking.

Yet, despite the size of the field, the distance to its center and the darkness of the night, you can see…something…in the middle of the field, a small bump that appears to be under some sort of cloth.
It looks like it was either haphazardly put on top of whatever is under it or the wind managed to shift it a bit.

“uh uh, not falling for it. Homenum Revelio”
You cast the human detecting spell.
A quick wave of your wand sends out a white mist that shoots out in all directions and quickly dissipates…You get an odd sensation after that. There is somebody around here. The spell can't tell you where it is exactly, but it appears to be near the center of the field.

“Scheiße…”

Just as you were about to get closer to whatever or whoever is at the center of the field, a new feeling washes over you.

“...Somebody else is here”

>What will you do:
>Get closer to the bump in the field
>Look around somewhere else first (where?)
>Request backup/help (who or what?)
>Other (Write in):

>>6179930
>Cast the Hot Air charm and do a little twirl! It should blow off the cloth, and help reveal the people present.

My logic is pretty simple. It's a continuous blast of hot air that produces visible heatwaves. Invisibility cloak could easily get shifted out of place or blown off outright, if a potter is present. Disillusionment struggles with rapidly shifting visuals which a heatwave would cause. It's a completely nonharmful spell that won't get us in trouble if used on staff or students, and can even be seen as beneficial if we say we wanted to keep the night's chill off them. And...it's honestly such a day-to-day useful spell that I think she probably has it fuckin MASTERED - anyone in a muggle family could see the use of an on-demand full body super blow dryer that can turn you from sopping wet to comfortably warm and dry in 2 seconds.

>>6179965
>smart and creative
i like you, anon. lets see if anyone else vote for it and we´ll do it if it wins

>>6179930
>>6179965

Sure lets give it a shot.