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𝐓hree heads peered into the box. Hermione, Ron, and Harry's jaws dropped when they saw the bowtruckle they were raising munching on insects. However, it wasn't the creature that brought about their shock. No, it was the letter that lay beneath it, addressing all three of them instead of Harry himself.
Hermione carefully, picked up the bowtruckle. Harry took the letter and slowly opened it. the trio touched heads to read the letter and once they finished reading it, Ron let out a scoff.
"Well, I'll be damned."
To the Golden trio,
So close, yet so far from reach,
Words cannot express my distress,
At night, I write
At day, I hide amongst the crowd.
Can you find
A silent voice with little presence?
At the next strike of midnight
The haunted tower awaits,
A ghost will unlock a secret.
Before the end of the season,
find me before I disappear for good.
Signed,
S. S. C.
"This is all a game," Hermione whispered. She looked at Harry with pity in her eyes. Her friend was crumpled under a blanket of unease. This is a time-limited case, and Harry's love life was on the line.
"The haunted tower..." Ron repeated. "That doesn't narrow down much. Ghosts are everywhere."
"But there is a tower known for their ghost," Hermione recalled.
The boys blinked. What was she talking about? Hermione rolled her eyes at their cluelessness.
"Haven't you two heard of or seen her at least once?" The two shake their heads. "They call her the Grey Lady of Ravenclaw Tower, the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw." Hermione closes the box.
