It was a quick slide down into the tunnel and the Wampus gave a bit of a tumble when her boots suddenly hit the ground. Wind briefly knocked out of her, Valerie pushed herself up off the ground and did not bother to brush off any dirt now clinging to her trousers or shirt. The bluebell flames hovering closely around her and her senses on edge more so than before thanks to the charm, the sixteen year old searched around the tunnel for anything of interest. She supposed casting Homenum Revelio would get her nowhere at the moment, so her wand remained held firmly in her hand as she proceeded forward.

As she walked, the Wampus wrecked her brain for any recollections that she could in regards to the shack she assumed lay ahead. This tunnel was the sole entrance and exit into it, that much she recalled, which caused only slight unrest at the potential of only one escape route. Then again, surely a well placed Bombarda or Bombarda Maxima towards one of the walls or boarded up windows could come in handy should whatever awaited her prove to be more compromising than her first official encounter with the Whomping Willow had proven to be.

She found herself at a door soon enough. One that upon attempting Alohomora had revealed itself to already be unlocked. Levitating the bluebell flames to either side of her focused porcelain features, Valerie stood back on the balls of her feet and readied her wand once again. Pointing it at the door she cast a nonverbal door-opening spell and waited as small shower of sparks erupted from her wand and flew to the door’s handle, opening it for her. Waiting until the door had swung open in full, Valerie stepped inside (bluebell flames leading the way) with the hairs rising on the back of her neck in restless anticipation.