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Ancholme River. That was where he was located! But it wasn't over. There was another note, saying:

Result of lava, embroidered with jewels.

I am a type, a solutional one.

I cannot solve problems, nor am living.

Trogloxenes, troglophiles and troglobites,

That's what I'm made of.

What am I?

Now that one I hadn't heard of. I racked my brain for any information.

(I made this riddle up sorry if it sucks)

I did a quick search, and got some nice results:

Troglobites: A History | HistoryRET
historyRET.red› lessgo › redding

The Cave Life | Wonders
wondersee.wet› runners › free

What Are Troglobites? Caves | Ripikedia
ripikedia.tom › ripi › info101

In A Cave | Groppers
willowgroppers.wet › good to know › resources

Trogloxenes, Troglophiles and Troglobites | Bumpers
bunkerbumpers.run › monkey › caves

Types of Caves | Millibird
millibird.tom › ooh › there

(And I made up those websites too)

All of them, however, had one similarity, they were all related to caves. Which meant that trogloxenes, troglophiles, and troglobites were part of a cave! The answer was a cave! Which meant that I was supposed to look for a cave near the Ancholme River. Strangely enough, I was pretty sure there weren't any caves there. Oh well, I'd have to deal with it, then.

I quickly searched it up on Googly Maps, and it looked like it would take 20 minutes to get to Lincolnshire, where the river was located. I took the small notes with me, too. I called a taxi, and took a ride there, getting there in a pretty short time.

Sure enough, there was a cave, even if I'd never seen it before. It was, indeed, decorated in jewels, as well. I cautiously stepped into the cave, and embraced myself for the worst.

What I found was shocking.











JK I won't leave you off like that


Theodore Nott, who'd I thought was.. Terrifying at some (a lot) of times, looked tied up. A dark figure stood next to him. I knew who it was. Professor Nott, or Professor Naughty.

Luckily, they both didn't notice me.

"Let. Me. Go!" Theo growled.

"No. You're staying here, until you die, or until you learn to not look at things that aren't your business!"

"My mother is plenty my business!"

"You understand nothing!"

"Oh really?" Theo let out a harsh laugh. "You mean, to me, that I understand nothing, when my mother is alive? I know everything, father. You don't scare me."

"So you can explain how your mother died in front of you," he answered coldly, and Theo remained silent.

"I thought so. You shouldn't be meddling into my private stores."

Theo chose that moment to speak again. "Private stores? PRIVATE STORES?" he asked in disbelief. "Then they're not very private! Next time, don't be so obvious!"

"So now I'm obvious? Theodore, you took months to figure this out! And you don't even know half of the story!"

"STOP SAYING THAT I DON'T GET IT! I KNOW ENOUGH!"

I could tell that he was mad, now, since he normally never raised his voice.

"Well, you'll never hear the full story, since you're gonna die. Right now."

"You won't kill me!"

"Oh, yes I will. What made you think that just because you're my son, it suddenly prevents me from killing you?"

"I won't let you!" Theo yelled out, but all of us knew that he wasn't gonna be able to fight back.

"Your words are empty." Mr. Nott's mouth twisted into a dark smirk. He raised his wand, and prepared to say the chant.

That's when I decided to step in.

"STOP!"



OOH is she gonna die? Hm? Thoughts? I decided to update again since I was impatient ig. Also, thank you to pandaaussie for repeatedly voting!

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