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**Jermaine Rousseau** · 09-27-2010, 12:27 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by The Narrator

Your guess is correct as you catch your breath.

Having crossed a portion of the water, you can now see that the faint glow you’ve been seeing this whole time is extremely familiar—it’s your wand! It’s nestled safely in a tree, but don't celebrate yet! A number of sticks seem to be standing guard within the branches of the tree. The sticks are moving around and look like tiny little stick figures with very long fingers…they’re clearly Bowtruckles. It’s very obvious that the only way you’re going to get your wand back is to make it past this little army of tree men…but how?

Jermaine sighed a breath of relief when he looked up and seen that is WAS his wand in that tree. His most prized posession had been found and was within his reach... almost.

Making his way over to the tree he is about to climb it when he notices little sticks moving in the tree. Merlin! There were bowtruckles infesting the tree. Well how was he supposed to get his wand now without getting attacked? Looking around he doesn't see anything that he can use to distrtact the little creatures.

Thinking about what he went through to get this far he remembered the fairy eggs he had passed in the cavern right before he got to the lake. Maybe if he went back he could gather some of the eggs and feed to the critters...

OR

Better yet he could collect the wood lice that were there. He read about bowtruckles after that last Care of Magical Creatures class he had attended and remembered that they could be distracted with woodlice.

Not too fond of the idea of going all the way back to get the bugs he sits there a minute pondering what else he can do. Tugging on the scarf around his neck he has anoher idea. He will use the scarf to get his wand.

Taking the scarf off his neck yet once again he ties a loop in one end of it. If he can toss it in the tree just right maybe he will be able to lasso his wand and get it before the bowtruckles know what happened. If not, well he would be fighting off an angry mob of stick bugs.

Looking up at his wand he tosses the looped end of the scarf towards it while holding tightly to the other end.

"Merlin please let this work."

09-27-2010, 12:27 AM	#96 (permalink)
Jermaine Rousseau Beauxbatons Student Lobalug Join Date: Aug 2010 Posts: 195 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jermaine Rousseau (Beauxbatons Student) Seventh Year	Quote: Originally Posted by The Narrator Your guess is correct as you catch your breath. Having crossed a portion of the water, you can now see that the faint glow you’ve been seeing this whole time is extremely familiar—it’s your wand! It’s nestled safely in a tree, but don't celebrate yet! A number of sticks seem to be standing guard within the branches of the tree. The sticks are moving around and look like tiny little stick figures with very long fingers…they’re clearly Bowtruckles. It’s very obvious that the only way you’re going to get your wand back is to make it past this little army of tree men…but how? Jermaine sighed a breath of relief when he looked up and seen that is WAS his wand in that tree. His most prized posession had been found and was within his reach... almost. Making his way over to the tree he is about to climb it when he notices little sticks moving in the tree. Merlin! There were bowtruckles infesting the tree. Well how was he supposed to get his wand now without getting attacked? Looking around he doesn't see anything that he can use to distrtact the little creatures. Thinking about what he went through to get this far he remembered the fairy eggs he had passed in the cavern right before he got to the lake. Maybe if he went back he could gather some of the eggs and feed to the critters... OR Better yet he could collect the wood lice that were there. He read about bowtruckles after that last Care of Magical Creatures class he had attended and remembered that they could be distracted with woodlice. Not too fond of the idea of going all the way back to get the bugs he sits there a minute pondering what else he can do. Tugging on the scarf around his neck he has anoher idea. He will use the scarf to get his wand. Taking the scarf off his neck yet once again he ties a loop in one end of it. If he can toss it in the tree just right maybe he will be able to lasso his wand and get it before the bowtruckles know what happened. If not, well he would be fighting off an angry mob of stick bugs. Looking up at his wand he tosses the looped end of the scarf towards it while holding tightly to the other end. "Merlin please let this work." __________________