 ♛ Certified Pogrebin Hunter ♛ Lucki Minaj ☠ RAH RAH I'M A DUNGEON DRAGON ☠
Eino was startled by the ghosts, since this was an unusual place to receive a visit from them. The Grey Lady was as pretty as he had read about and heard from people, and Moaning Myrtle just as, well just as he had heard, as well. But what were the ghosts doing here? Probably to mock them and punish them with eternal embarrassment for rubbing a lamp in hopes of summoning a mythical being. He stopped when he was convinced nothing would happen. Wasn't the genie in the lamp just a myth created by Muggles? He wasn't sure, but everything thus far pointed in that direction. |