Trial of Time: A Hogwarts Legacy Story

(P1) Chapter 14 - Secrets of the Scriptorium

Shortly after Halloween, I completed the second trial of Professor Rookwood. To find the trial, Fig and I had to go to Rookwood Castle near Feldcroft. Ranrok made an appearance and that's how we found out that he knows about the Keepers specifically, and also that he managed to open and harness an entire container of ancient magic underneath the castle.

Of course, I got to meet the next professor, Niamh Fitzgerald. A former headmistress of Hogwarts, she told me she would need some time to prepare for the next trial and encouraged me to continue working on my magic. Predictable, these Keepers.

Professor Fig ended up having to take me to the hospital wing after the trial. Pretty sure the pensieve guardian gave me a minor concussion since I started feeling very dizzy while talking to the portraits.

"I, uh, had a nasty fall off my broom and banged up my head," I lie to Nurse Blainey.

She doesn't seem convinced, and instead eyes me suspiciously. "Drink this," she hands me an unknown potion. "You'll need to stay overnight in the hospital wing so that I can observe you."

Ugh.

I knock back the foul tasting potion and flick my wand to change into some nightclothes. I don't know exactly what time it is but I know it's fairly early in the evening. Not even time for dinner yet, but I am thoroughly exhausted. Climbing into my assigned bed, I'm eager to finally get some sleep. Hopefully this potion is a Calming Draught.

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"Cirilla. Wake up, Cirilla."

An unknown voice whispers to me. I open my eyes and see a giant container before me, one like we found at Rookwood Castle, only much larger in size.

It glows an iridescent blue, the runes on the container similar to the ones found on the diagram of the triptych.

"Take it, Cirilla. Take what is yours," the voice commands me.

I begin to step towards it slowly.

"No man shall harvest the power within. If he finds it, the world you know will be destroyed."

My hand reaches out. I hesitate.

"Take it. TAKE IT!" The voice whispers loudly. The container begins to shake, the magic within it bubbling as it begins to seep from its confinement.

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I jump up from the dream, gasping loudly. At that moment, my owl swoops in from an open window nearby. It drops a letter directly in my lap.

C.

I need your help with accessing the scriptorium. Meet me by the Slytherin common room tonight at midnight.

S.

I glance over at the clock in the corner of the room. It's a quarter till midnight. So much for a good night's sleep. Thanks, Sebastian.

I change into my normal robes and begin to sneak my way down to the dungeons.

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Sebastian POV

Ominis trails behind me as we slowly open the door to the Slytherin common room. I really hope Ciri got my owl.

It was definitely last minute notice, but the idea instantly came to mind and I had to act on it.

"Do you want to tell me where we're going, now?" Ominis whispers in an annoyed tone.