*39. The new professor

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"What about Oswald's book?" I asked Sebastian, who was pacing back and forth in the undercroft after we got back from the Three Broomsticks.

"Bloody useless!" Sebastian shouted. "It barely mentions the relic, and even then, it doesn't match what we're looking for."

"I think it's time..." I told myself out loud.

Sebastian stopped promptly and turned to me.

"Time for what?" He questioned me.

"I will go see the Keepers." I explained. "It's time that I seek answers from them."

"Yeah, we all know how well they do with answers." Sebastian replied sarcastically. "But yeah, maybe it'll help you."

"I also want to ask them about the Forsythes. It seems there were quite a few Forsythes that had the same ability over the years." I said.

"Do you think it is hereditary, somehow?" Sebastian quizzed me.

"Not sure... I mean, looking at my family's history, you would think it is. But I don't believe Percival Rackham, Isidora Morganach and I are related." I answered.

"Well, that is one thing you should ask them about for sure." He spoke back. In the meantime... What do you say we start our investigation of our own?"

"What do you have in mind?" I asked, almost excited at the idea of some action.

"The Aurors only get here tomorrow morning. I say we should sneak into the Faculty tower for some research." Sebastian smirked. "What do you say?"

Long after students and professors were off to bed, Sebastian and I got out of the undercroft, casting the disillusionment charm as we walked through the DADA tower. After a walk heading to the Faculty Tower. The door was locked again, but thanks to Mr. Moon, I knew exactly how to unlock it, even if the staff seemed to have put a more efficient spell on it. Sebastian and I looked around to find professor Burrow's room, which was easier than we thought, as we came face to face with a parchment pinned on the door, warning not to proceed inside the room  that was under investigation.

"You know how I feel about restricted areas." Sebastian whispered at me.

I contained my laugh, and let the man perform the spell to unlock the door. He needed to try twice, as it was carefully locked, but we managed to make it inside.

Once in, I closed and locked the door again behind us, then we un-casted the disillusionment charm.

"Nothing particular, a regular boring professor room." Sebastian observed as he walked towards the bedroom section. "Ravenclaw banners, huh?"

I went to the desk, which had papers and journals piled on. Nothing in particular, as Sebastian already pointed out.

"Well, well, well.... I'm disappointed, that is rather a classic and unoriginal move." Sebastian spoke from the bedroom.

I hurried to join him, where he pointed to the bedside table. A half filled cup of tea was still placed on the night stand next to the undone bed, who we could guess Margaret Burrow was found in.

"Professor Sharp must've sampled it already, hence why they said poisoning." I pointed out. "But wasn't she found in the middle of the day? Who drinks tea in bed at lunch?"

"Some lonely lonely woman!" Sebastian awkwardly joked. "But no, she had no classes this morning."

"How do you know?" I asked.

"She has her agenda pinned to that wall over there." Sebastian pointed his hand in the direction of the opposite wall on which the bed was placed.

"Huh, you had time to notice?" I replied. "Didn't know you could pay attention to details so quickly."

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