HoM Lesson Two: Room Two
 

As you enter the second room the first thing you notice is that it looks exactly the same as the last one, but a tad bigger. This time the riddle is already written on the wall.



OOC: Do not post in here unless I said your previous answer was correct.

Sarah looked at the riddle and in a flash she had it. On a piece of partchment she scribbled:
. That was right. She had initially thought it was Dumbledore yet her answer applied more. She then placed the partchment in the mail slot and recapped her ink and waited to go to the next room

Friendly ghost, huh? CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASPERRRRRRRRR!!!! But this was the Wizarding World. Kat took out a piece of parchment and scribbled her answer on it. This was... quite obvious though.



Then she slipped it inside the slot... She was confident about this.

Laura smiled as she thought about the answer for the next riddle, she had a feeling she knew this one but if she was wrong then she would guess again.



Laura was loving these's riddles though the Professor was totally mental still or so she thought.

BEAM. BEAM. BEAM. Ella had done it! Not that the first riddle was particularly hard but still, BEAM.

Entering the second room, the third year was happy to see that it was slightly bigger... even if it was only by a tiny bit. Oh! And the riddle was already there. Best to get writing.

Hmmm...a jolly ghost? Well there were several nice ghosts floating about the castle. At least she could ignore the female ghosts. Stroking her imaginary beard, the third year bit her lip. Forgiving til the end? Hey! Grin. Maybe it was...



She folded her parchment when she was finished writing, placing it through the slot.

He got the riddle right? Awesome!

He moved onto the next room... where it looked pretty similar to the one before, although it looked like they had a bit more space?.... or maybe not everybody made it through. He turned his head and saw the next clue.

Again several answers popped into his head, but like the first question a particular answer contradicted the other lines to the riddle. He stared at the riddle then ripped off a part of his parchment before scribbling the answer in:




.... and again dropped it into the mail slot.

As Daichi stood in front of the door, waiting if his answer had been right. As the door began to glow, the Slytherin did a few steps backwards in fear that his answer had not been right and it was going to explode. Shutting his eyes while carefully peering through one of them, he waited for the bang though it never came.

Instead the Slytherin looked dumbfounded when he found out that he could pass to the second round. Or room whatever you wanted to call it. Beaming brightly, Daichi entered the room and was a little dissapointed that it looked the same as the previous one.

Now to find the riddle. He looked around and found the words written on the wall again. So this person was a wizard who died...and he was jolly.. Jolly meant happy right? Daichi thought it meant that. A wizard who died ...those were ghosts now. Now which ghost in the castle was *jolly*?

Blink blink

"The F--" he quickly pressed his hands against his mouth and looked around with his eyes. Eeek , he had almost said the answer.. Or what he thought was the answer. Writing down his answer on a spare piece of parchment, Daichi walked to the door and pushed the paper through the slot.

.... yep! She was allowed into the next room, and it was still as crowded in here. Ugh. She didn't know where to go with her elbows, so raising her arms over the shorter kids, she tried so hard not to step over ALL the toes on her way to the next door. She just stomped a dozen. OHH, and the riddle WAS harder than the one before... just a tad. HMMM.. there were a lot of jolly wizards in history. Slughorn being one... but he wouldn't be friends with just anyone else. OH! OH! There was this word that gave her another helpful clue.

She used the wall as a desk again and scribbled down her answer.



Then folded the parchment and dropped it into the mail slot.

Minerva walked into the other room. This was just weird. What was Scabs up to. Looking around the room looked the same, did he have a spell that made them just keep going to the same room, but they thought they were different.
Looking to the wall she read the riddle, who could it be. There were so many ghost but who could this one be. Minerva thought and thought, others seem to have gotten it quickly. Come on Min your not dumb, this shouldn't be hard. Then something came to her and she quickly wrote on the parchment.

Whoo hoo, made it! Entering the second room and reading the riddle upon the wall, Emmanuelle found out that she had been right. The riddles were going to get harder as they went on. She briefly wondered how many rooms there were. Surely not like, ten or anything like that. That would be too many! Anyway, moving on. Em thought over the riddle for awhile, before the answer popped into her head, fast as lightening. She wrote it down, hurried over to the next door and shoved the parchment in the slot.

Could the creepy room theme stop now, please?

While Kurumi was grateful for the slightly larger surroundings, she wasn't too keen on the whole aesthetic of this room. It looked exactly the same. Kurumi saw the next clue and sort of shivered uncomfortably. All this...talk about...that...was making Kurumi suddenly feel really uncomfortable given certain events over the summer.

Parchment and quill out, it didn't take the Gryffindor too long to write down her guess and submit it through the slot.

Jory looked around at the larger room, taking it in. Most of the students that had started out were already there.

He read the riddle which he had just spotted on the wall and had to ponder a while on this answer.



Te Puff slipped the parchment through the slot.

You are all Ravenclaws. Or the riddles are too easy. Or perhaps you all just know your stuff. Either way the door excepts all of your answers and opens itself to each of you. So many your way to room number three! You don't want to lose ground.

OOC: You can still answer and try to get through if you haven't! I will continue to reply to everyone in all the rooms. No one is "too late.

Feeling as if she was getting way behind, Sierra edged her way into the next room as soon as she possibly could. Once in there, she didn't waste any time. Her big, brown eyes rapidly read through the next clue. Oh, this one was easy. Only one of those types could be that friendly.

She smirked to herself and began writing her answer to the next clue.

The 11 year old was still beaming as she made her way into the second room. Now she just felt like she could tackle any riddle. She was totally ready for anything else the Professor might have thrown at them.

With her confidence all nicely in tact she strutted over to read the next clue.

O__O

Well... that deflated things quite nicely. Yup. She was stumped. Who in the world could this be...was it even a who?? Why'd the professor have to go and be so vague about it? Couldn't he have just cut to the chase and given them the answer? Honestly, Professors now a days were so backgrounds.

She took an extra second to look at the riddle, this time she felt something tug at her memory...something Will had told her...SIGH, this was why she should listen to the boy more often!!!! Oh wait! That was it!!!

With all her confidence rushing back she quickly scribbled the next answer on another piece of parchment then slipped it in the slot.



Psssh, she so had this. There was nothing to this riddle stuff...

Addie's first answer was obviously right so she moved right into the second room. Looking at the riddle she tried to put the pieces together. So this was a person, or most likely a ghost, because they were a jolly dead man who's friendly hmmm. Of course it was one of those Hogwarts ghosts. The Puff one. Hmmm....Friar, the fat one.

Smiling to herself she wrote it down on the parchment and slipped it in.

Milton walked into the next room, which thankfully seemed a bit bigger than the last one. He narrowed his eyes and read the riddle over and over again, tapping his pen on his chin. Obviously, it was a ghost, but which one? After another moment of pondering, Milton finally decided that his answer was the best one and he scribbled it down on his piece of parchment before slipping it into the mail slot.

First completely different scary rooms, next glowing doors. Now..? The exact same slightly disturbing room? Really? Although, this one seemed a bit bigger. But that could possibly be due to the smaller amount of people trying to cram into it.

The riddle was immediately apparent on the wall. He strode off to a corner and plunked himself on the floor in his 'thinking position.'



He anxiously waited to see if his answer was right. A few people had already made it through to the next room. He didn't want to fall too far behind!