Sir Nicholas stopped bobbing as the Baron's chain rattling caught his attention. He smiled at the mention of his deathday party. The Baron really thought his parties were grand? "I thought I'd take a break from the party planning," he replied. "I still have plenty of time." That, and 604 wasn't exactly a milestone year. "I'm thinking something simple this year. Do you have any ideas, Baron?"

He was still looking at the trophy case, reminiscing about past Gryffindor victories, when the Slytherin ghost spoke again. "Of course! It’s only a matter of time " he said. If he could've nodded without his head falling off, he would've. "The next great wizard could be right under our noses." Not literally, of course!