Resident Ghost of Slytherin | Hot-Tempered & Not Amused
The Baron gave the Charms Professor an almost imperceptible nod. He remained immobile, luminescence showering the trees, until the man returned. Then he rose higher and began to glide along again. The trees thinned but grew taller, so tall that they became almost terrifying.
He could hear a scratching, scuttling sound behind. Slow but sure. Like something slowly, methodically following them. The Baron frowned. Five or so minutes later they came to a place that contained a stream, dark black and full of even blacker water lilies. "Stay away from the water," the Baron spoke. His voice was deep, rich and cold. He came to a halt above the black water, silver radiance trickling below and illuminating the dark stream.
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