Floating......floating......falling.........FALLIN G.

Emmanuelle let out an "Umphf!" when her body met the floor of the next room. Could've used a little warning there, Scabior! Anyway, she was able to use her own two feet for what they were meant for now, which was something she guessed. Once she got up, that was. Pulling herself up, she looked quickly around for the next riddle. Or was trying to, before it started to rain on her. And was that thunder she had heard?! Not fun.

So, she stood there, getting soaked, while she worked out the riddle. Once she had her answer (which she had pretty quickly), tried to figure out a way of actually writing it down. You know, since the rain would smear the ink and weaken the parchment. She remembered a spell that she had learned a long time ago, but rarely used. Now if only she could remember the incantation...... Oh yeah! It was Immpedimus. Or was it Impervious? Definitely Impervious, that sounded right. She aimed her wand at her parchment cast the spell. Yay, it worked! She followed that up with a drying spell, and wrote down her answer. Now to get over to the slot. She started that way, slipping a few times and shoved it quickly in. And now she waits.