Finally, Becca saw a door way. Quickly, she entered and as she did, the door creaked. She was glad she had her wand at that moment. The shack looked justy as messy as the tunnel leading to it. Becca gasped as the door slammed shut and a cool air wooshed past her. "It was just the door, silly." se muttered to herself, shaking her head at her sudden jumpiness.

Looking further into the room, she saw the two Professors, as well as two of her pupils. She smiled before turning to shudder. Possibly one of the most powerful wizards of all time had been standing in this very room a mere hundred something years ago. It was a bit nerve racking, to be honest. "Hello!" she said to the four in the room. Then all of a sudden, there was a warm sensation on the back of her neck, which was visible due to her putting up her hair, as if someone were breathing on her neck directly behind her. She turned aroudn quickly, her wand held up in her hand, but it was of no use; for no one was there. And there also seemed to be this feeling... like you were always being......watched? "Very strange." Becca said, this time being more verbal about it, whole putting her hair down.