The light emitted from her wand didn't do much in terms of making things less creepy. Louise's dark eyes followed the path ahead, except saw not much to go by. She had to resort to more than just her vision, it seemed, as she felt slight shivers down her spine. There was also movement ahead, which shrunk away from the light her wand emitted. Trudging forward, although reluctantly, because ... was that a lethifold? Dementors were one thing, but lethifolds, were deadly. Cringing as she tried to collect her thoughts, she was about to use a patronus for more protection and light when suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted.

Screams. Loud screams, that made the seventh year automatically fling her hands to cover her ears. Focus, Natalia Louise Hamilton, you can't win this championship with your hands over your ears. Happy memories, like the time she found out she was going to be a big sister. No, no. When she got her acceptance to Ilvermorny. When she heard her name selected as a champion for Thunderbird.

"Expecto Patronum!"

As had when she practiced last year, a transparent, smoke-like, bird emerged from her wand, forming the much needed barrier between herself and the screaming sounds. Enough for her to keep trudging forward into the depths of the forest. What was it she was even supposed to be looking for? Or rescuing? Louise didn't know, but all she knew was that she was not alone. There were dangerous creatures amongst her and even though she liked adventure, when it involved something that could kill her with one swoop, well, that was not an adventure.