After Terra explained what happened to Hermione, Harry and Ron explained to her about Malfoy not being the Heir of Slytherin, but the news that Malfoy's father informed his son about the chambers had been open 50 years ago and a Muggleborn had lost their life to the Slytherin's monster, and that the person who did had been caught, seemed to only add more questions than before, and knowing Malfoy is not the culprit they could not find any more leads to who it is. She and the boys would go to the Hospital Wing every evening to visit Hermione who is still recovering from the Polyjuice mix-up, when the term started they brought her homework, one evening they gave Hermione the Potion assignment that was way too much for a second-year class, but Snape was being Snape, they could do nothing about it.
When Madam Pomfrey shooed them away so Hermione can have her remedy potions, they made there way to Gryffindor tower to do their own homework, seeing how Hermione was in the Hospital Wing Terra would help Harry and Ron with their own work, much to Ron delight. On the way they heard Filch complaining about something that made heading off to Dumbledore's office, when they reach the corner a flood of water reaching up below their ankles.
"Looks like Moaning Myrtle's flooded the bathroom," said Harry.
So the three head towards the out of order bathroom, ignoring the sign like many times before, the taps were on full blast that seemed to be the main cause of the flooded corridor, they soon hear Myrtle sobbing up in the stone wall near a circle glass window, the ghost girl spotted the Gryffindor boys and Hufflepuff girl.
"Come to throw something else at me?" she asked them.
"Why would we throw something at you?" Terra replied.
"Don't asked me, here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it funny to throw a book at me."
"But it can't hurt if someone throws something at you," Ron said. "I mean, it'll just go right through you."
Terra immediately placed her hand over her eyes, quietly groan, knowing that Ron should not have said that to a ghost, especially to a ghost who is sensitive like Myrtle.
"OH SURE!" Myrtle shouted as she flew straight at Ron, clearly enraged. "Let's all throw books Myrtle because she can't feel it, 10 points if you get it through her stomach!" she punches though Ron's stomach. "Fifty points if it goes through her HEAD!" and then punches Ron's head, leaving the boy in a small shock, as if one goes through a ghost one would get a chill over them, like stepping into cold shower.
"But who throw it at you anyway?" Harry asked.
"I don't know I didn't see them," Myrtle replied, turning her attention to him. "I was just thinking in the u-bend, thinking about death, and it feel through the top of my head."
Myrtle then headed back to her toilet while moaning insignificantly, Terra spotted the book, it was small with a black leather cover completely soaked, Harry and Ron looked over her shoulder as she looked at the cover, on the back in faded gold print letters was a name.
"T. M. Riddle?" Harry read out loud.
"Hang on," said Ron. "I know that name, T.M. Riddle got an award for special services to the school fifty years ago."
Harry and Terra stared at him.
"How on earth d'you know that?" said Harry in amazement.
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Humble & Wild
FantasyBeing the Granddaughter of the Famous Newt Scamander has it's perks, but being so much like her Grandfather and his Passion for Magical Creatures cannot be helped, and she doesn't mind that in the slightest. Her story begins when she gets a Letter f...
