Originally Posted by Peeves

Bored bored booOOOOREDDDD.

But not for much loooongerrrrr. Hehehehe.

With his favourite new find tucked under one arm - a book! reading being a most noble pursuit and all - Peeves had gone zooming through the school looking for some ickle studentsies to have some fun with. He didn't have to go far before he reached the Entrance Hall (perfect for a humble display) and some students who fit the bill.

Mostly because they just happened to be there.

"Presents!" Peeves sang as he flew around their heads. "Your most generous Peeves has presents for all!" And, opening the book, he flipped through the pages before flourishing it at one (Desiree), and another (Lisa), and a third (Adam), cackling gleefully the entire time. "Most wonderful gifts." SnickerSNORT.

Originally Posted by Peeves

OhohoHO! The little kitty cat down there was FELINE touchy today. FUR sure. Take a PAWS for thought. HEHEHE.

Hissing back delightedly at the little furball, Peeves swooooooped by and brandished his most favourite book at the student holding it (Jude). A gift for you!

And- gasp! Threats? From that most snakey house directly to poor old Peevesie who was only trying to share in the fun. The rudeness! The Ssssslytherin (Serena) got a dose of Peeves' afflic-... uh... gifts too. As he swooped over her, Peeves all but shook the book over her head, as though shaking its invisible magic over her head. "I wonder, I wonder. But I don't see him now - do you?" He grinned his troublesome little poltergeist grin.


A grin which turned to even more cackling at the plight of a certain bubbly student. "I'm so glad you agree! WONDERFUL! ... Oops! Watch out for the..." Peeves tilted upside down again and regarded the wombat below (above) him. "... teddy rat." From up here it just looked like a ball of fur, but he was sticking with that.

The chaos here was beautiful to behold, and Peeves would have loved to behold it even longer, but the sssssnake's comment about the Bloody Baron had served to remind him that His Bloodiness could appear at any moment, or anyone else who might spoil his fun. With that in mind, he swooped for the staircase in order to make his exit, bowtie spinning as he went.

And, because he just couldn't resist, he brandished the book at the newest arrival to the scene (Keighley) as he went, before cackling along on his way.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Time for a STEALTH MISSION - ... no, wait.

Time for a STEALTH MISSION, SHHHH!, just to shake things up a bit.

Peezes cackled his way silently along the third floor, zipping in and out of classrooms and closets looking for his next victims friends to bestow a gift upon. And, as though he subconsciously sensed the need for a distraction from some unhappy feelings, he soon found himself at the trophy room. A knight in shining armour.

Hehehehehe.

Turning himself briefly invisible (STEALTH MISSION), Peeves floated into the trophy room and up to the ceiling. He flipped the pages of the book - none too stealthily - and used it to silently bestow a wonderful gift first on the girl (Karleigh), and then the boy (Atlas). Ladies first! Old Peevesie was a gentlepoltergeist, after all.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Do you see Peevesie? Probably not, seeing as he was currently completely invisible as he flew out over the grounds, taking a merry stroll... air stroll... and breathing some BRISK fresh air.

Oh, what's this? Unable to resist a little snicker to himself (stealth missions worked best as sprints, not marathons, after all), Peeves untucked his invisible book from under his invisible arm and brandished it at the girl (Meredith) holding the camera, bestowing upon her a most wooooonderful GIFT and waiting to see what the both of them might make of it.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Speaking of FUNNY, Peeves couldn't help himself; still invisible, he let out an evil joyous and evil cackle at the product of his handiwork, not to mention the reaction of the other wee student.

Oh yes, old Peevesy was having enormous amounts of fun today.

"HE DID IT! HEEEEEEE DID IT!!!!!" the poltergeist bellowed, remaining unseen - though as he projected his voice far and wide, only the youngest young'ins were unlikely to know Peeves by his dulcet tones. "THIS LITTLE HUFFLEPUFF IS TURNING POOR INNOCENT STUDENTS INTO FERRETS!"

His work now done, Peeves flew up into the air and made to zoom off to find some new targets. But not before pausing, looking back, and using his book to send a little hocus pocus towards the boy (Reuben) as well.

*snicker*

Originally Posted by Peeves

Where was Peeves? No one dared to ask or could ask. He was in STEALTH MODE, hehehe. Flying through the castle undetected was so much FUN, but not as fun as what could be had as he stopped short of the sound of studensies.

Fresh, naive studensies. Were they lovers? How delightful. They could enjoy this precious gift TOGETHER. Flipping through his new invisible book at a random page before brandishing it in front of the girl (Ashley) and then the boy (Rajesh). Now this will be FUN. They would be none the wiser.

Ehehehe.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Ahh, what a joy to feel so FREE. Peeves could do this all day and he WOULD. But what could be more joyful? Presenting gifts! As the STEALTH SANTA - Now who would earn this special gift?

Peeves in his delightful invisible mode, opened a page at the sight of the two girls. But wait. Look how welcoming the older girl (Aria) was. She deserved this special gift. With a quick flip of the page, the page brandished in front of her very eyes. Enjoy.

Hehehehe.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Did someone say free?

It feels sooo good to be free. But who was free? No one could see for Peeves is here for free! Oh tut, tut. The poor overgrown student (Henry) fell in the water. If he didn't want to be in STEALTH MODE he would allow a giggle to ring. Ehehehe. No one could hear that.

As STEALTH SANTA, gifts were present. Flipping through the invisible book. Perfect. One for you (Henry) and one for the helpful one (Mitsuki) as the page was brandished in front of their unknowing eyes.

Enjoy. Tehehe.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Though Peeves' little boredom problem was seeing some improvement, it was clear to anyone (and mostly to himself) that he was not done yet! He had been swooping through the castle and grounds, sometimes visible, sometimes not, and bestowing his generous gifts... well... generously.

Right now, he was perfectly visible, and zooming STRAIGHT for a boy who was sitting in one of these strangle bubbles as though on display, cLEARLY an invitation to come have some fun. Peeves flew right up to the entrance, let out a sudden and glorious CACKLE, brandished his book at the boy (Tadhg) by way of granting him his Very Own Gift, and darted quickly out of the doorway. He pressed his nose up against the outside of the dome and started pulling faces at the boy inside.

Originally Posted by Peeves

"Little old Peeves?" the poltergeist replied, the pinnacle of innocent, floating up a little higher into the air as the boy... uhh... where did he- OH, yes - as the boy came running out. These students were an unpredictable lot; if they weren't willing to take swipes then they were quick on the draw with those wands. But Peeves had his magic now too. "Didn't do nothing!"

He grinned broadly, floating through the air in figures of eight and trying not to make it so obvious that he kept losing track of where the boy was. Only when he moved did his... strange little lizard camouflage flicker enough for Peeves to really be sure where he was.

Until he reappeared again - though to the boy's relief, Peeves only grinned more broadly. "Plenty more where that came from, my chameleon friend." He tipped upside down, bowtie a-spin. "It's RUDE to return a gift, after all. I'll let you enjoy it a little longer."

Originally Posted by Peeves

Swimming majestically through the air - working on his backstroke today - Peeves propelled himself directly into the empty air above the courtyard, and-

Oh ho hO. Victims! Friends!

Peevesy was having great luck finding students with cats in their arms this term. Actually, he'd already tried bestowing one of his gifts on the pets of Hogwarts, but to no effect - SUCH disappointment! No matter, he still had these entertaining students here at his disposal.

Flipping onto his stomach and kicking his dastardly little poltergeist feet up behind him, Peeves "Ehehehehe"ed softly to himself, and brandishing his trusty book at the girl (Remy) sitting on the ground down there while she was still mid-conversation. It was TERRIBLY rude to interrupt people, after all.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Damage? Terror? ChAoS???!!?!?!!

If only Peeves could read minds, he'd have been in true danger of blushing. Professor Hold-on-to-your-hats was QUITE the charmer. Peeves could not read minds, but he COULD cause damage, terror, and chaos, and he could liven things up at the drop of a hat.

Or the brandish of a book. As if to demonstrate, he appeared suddenly at the end of the corridor, and did exactly that waving the book in the direction of the girl (Cailyn) at on the floor with an elegant flourish, not intending to be noticed but not going out of his way to conceal himself either. Super sneaky gift for yOU.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Did somebody say

PEEEEEEEEEEVES?

That would have been a MOST PERFECT moment to come flying dramatically into the Great Hall, cackles galore... but Peeves was already here! Sitting up high in the rafters, invisible despite already being mostly concealed by the enchanted ceiling. Positively gleeful that his work was already paying off, old Peevesie decided to give an extra helping hand in the chaos caused by the Gryffindor (or was that a Peeves special? he didn't know, he'd neglected to keep track).

The point being that that was why he was here in the first place! And Peeves the poltergeist was not to be outdone, not even by himself.

Flipping through pages of his book, the poltergeist used it to once again bestow more gifts - which he fully intended to do from up here for the rest of the day. GENIUS.

He sent his stealthy little magic towards a boy (Daniel), talking to the yoghurt-covered raisin-claw, cackling to himself all the while.

_____

And what was this? A baby 'claw lingering in doorways? A comrade in stealth! Being that they were now besties, Peeves sent a silent spell from his book straight to that boy (Phoenix) too.

_____

Not to pass up the opportunity to get a two-in-one deal, Peeves turned his attention to the Sssssslippery Sssssssnakes' table, where it was apparently so cold - could be a chilly lot, those scaly serpents - that they had resorted to wearing winterwear indoors. Perhaps Peeves could warm them up!

Really he had no idea. It was rare he had much control over which gift he was giving, not really having the hang of spells, but they'd find out!

He silently sent his SUPER STEALTHY MAGIC first at one student (Yukie), and then the other (Bella).

Originally Posted by Peeves

All very touching, this music, all very moving, yes, yes, blah blah music blah. Well, Peeves was here to bring even more harmony. HA.

In the midst of the tinkling music, the school poltergeist BURST from bass drum of the drumkit - oops! so clumsy - and soared around the heads of the two boys, giving an uproarious one-man applause. "Bravo! Bravo! A triumph!" Book open in one hand, he flourished it at the piano man (Luther) - "A token of my appreciation!" - snapped the shut, blew an almighty raspberry, and zoomed on out the door. He'd figure out what old Peevesy meant soon enough.

Just a flying visit. Literally. Peeves had spent a long time waiting in that bass drum and had a LOT of menacing energy he needed to burn off.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Did someone call for a very real problem?

At your SERVICE!

Except, once again, Peeves was careful not to be noticed - as careful as he was ever willing to be, at least. Invisible once more, he peered around the corner at the situation here with these two little swamp rats. Wheezy giggly snickering, he brandished his book in the direction of the boy (Evan) not being set upon by a bunch of ropes.

Before he could cackle too loudly and give himself away, Peeves - very pleased with himself - turned about and flew away again. Give it a few minutes, and his very generous gift would make itself known. Let it never be said that Peeves was not a fair and benevolent poltergeist. Gifts for all!

Originally Posted by Peeves

"HIGH ON A HILL WAS A LONELY GOATHERD..."

You yodelled?

Enter Peeves, from far down the end of the corridor, determined to deliver his unruly gifts to as many delightful little students as he could but never too busy to be drawn towards disruption, noise, and chaos. Also angst. The Gryffindors usually had at least one going on.

Also, he'd brought his book.

He screeched to a halt just before the old girl's portrait, and turned his evil grin to the wee ickle lions lingering outside of it.

"LaY-eE-oDL-LaY-eE-OdL-LaY-HeE-HOO!"

Flipping the pages during his rendition, he flung some surreptitious magic - a gift! - towards the one girl (Vera) on the final hoo. As things of great import were often performed.

Originally Posted by Peeves

If anyone had looked especially closely, they might have noticed a certain beloved poltergeist, squatting just out of sight in one of the nooks lining the walls. It would have been an impressive feat, locating him, at least until this very moment, when the large and rather rotund owl he had been hidden behind gave a hoot of annoyance and flew off to find a new place to perch.

Now that Peeves had an unobstructed view of the owlery, he could see the students talking down below.

Perfect time to bestow yet another gift on one of those poor unfortunate souls without one yet! With that in mind, Peeves untucked his beloved book from under his arm - with difficulty, given the confined space - held it out, and shook it as though sprinkling magic onto the boy (Solomon) below.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Speaking of no ulterior motives, heeeeEEEEEERE'S PEEVESY!

No ulterior motives at all, this poltergeist being VERY upfront about bestowing the best of gifts all across the land. Although. Perhaps he was being a little ulteriory, but Peeves did not care one jot right now. He was having the time of his afterlife.

Ohohoho! Another one!

"Old Peeves has a gift just for YOU!" sang the poltergeist, zoooooming over the head of the ickle wee lionroar, casting his little hocus pocus on her using his book as he went. "EnjoyyyYYYYY!" And give your favourite poltergeist a little entertainment why don't you!

Originally Posted by Peeves

It was another STEALTH MODE kind of day, and Peeves and his book were doing some invisible traversing of the corridors.

Oh! What was this? Shenanigans? Hijinks? Mischiiieeeeef?

An opportunity was what it was. With invisible book in invisible hand, Peeves cast a little invisible hocus pocus at one of the students (Maria), before invisible floating off on his merry invisible way. A gleeful distant cackling was the only other evidence he'd left that he'd been there at all. "Heheheheh!"

Originally Posted by Peeves

CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP CAN'T BE TAMED WON'T BE TAMED. HEHEHEHEHE.

Whew.

Screeching (silently) to a halt in the midst of the Entrance Hall, Peeves allowed himself a moment for a short breather. Very short, actually, because he noticed the Headmaster, lingering up at the bulletin board. Now, Peevesy usually behaved himself - to an extent - where the authority of the school was concerned, but he was having FAR too much fun to rein it in now. After so much boredom! No, he'd have his fun, and RASPBERRIES to anyone who tried to stop him.

But Peeves was also no fool. He did fly over the heads of headmaster and student (Jasper), and he was cackling with maliciously gleeful intent, and he did surreptitiously land a spell on EACH of them, and he did sing, "Gifts from generous old Peeves!" as he did so... but he also flew far from this place just as soon as having done so. No need to have his fun cut short just yet

Originally Posted by Peeves

Anyone hear that? That was the sound of a proverbial gate being crashed.

"Hope you're all enjoying Peevesy's little gifts." And that was the sound of an unproblematic little poltergeist, emerging from a nearby shrub and wearing his most devious innocent expression. Still he had his precious book with him. "I've been enjoying myself very much."

Oh, and... congratulations to... the greenhouses. Or whatever the point of this party was. Peeves had his own reasons for being here: the entertainment, and extending the entertainment even further! Floating above the swarm of students, Peeves paused only to send a VERY obvious spell towards one of those he'd not had the chance to get yet (Hooper), and cackled as only Peeves knew how to cackle.

Originally Posted by Peeves

Who was that dashing young poltergeist, perching now upon a gargoyle parapet above this congregation of students and their overlords. Certainly not old Peevesie, because this poltergeist had a glorious and totally-not-fake handlebar moustache and a very fetching pair of horn-rimmed glasses, which was most certainly not a disguise and definitely his very usual appearance. No, not Peeves. Just an unrelated poltergeist taking in the air.

A poltergeist who, it just so happened, would also have delighted in the pranking of the Potions Master, but who had turned up of his own accord anyway.

Except, thing was, disguises weren't really Peeves' thing. He was a very forthright poltergeist - except for the invisibility thing of course, which didn't count because he said so - but there was no beating the comedy value of a good fake-glasses-and-nose-and-moustache combo. So when he spoke up, he didn't make that much effort to keep up the pretence.

"Looking for old Peevesie?" the poltergeist sang out. "What a coiiiincidence." He was looking for them too, or anyone, really. His little game had become boring. And, uh, maybe His Bloodiness had... had a word. Just in passing. Maybe. "Could it be that you need Peeves' help? State your business, my powerful little friends, and I'll give you your answers." Hehehe.

Originally Posted by Felixir

Originally Posted by Peeves

"Oooh, touchy touchy," Peeves-who-wasn't-Peeves-but-who-actually-was-Peeves trilled, spinning himself over to float upside down for dramatic effect. "I like the sound of pranks much better." Ickle students always understood the point of Hogwarts far better than any professorships.

But, alas, he did have some information, and he would share. But it was because HE wanted to share it! Nothing to do with His Headness barking his orders. Hmph.

"This is a magic school, isn't it? Old Peevesy was just teaching you all some extra powers. My little gift to you. But now I'm bORED again-" Definitely no Baron running interference. "-so aaaaall you need to do-" Take note: them, not him. "-to fix these charming little peculiarities, is to take my book, brew a special potion, and throw the book into it. And ta-da." It was the ONLY sure solution that he knew about, and the only way he knew to destroy the book itself. He'd tested the, uh, resilience of said book, and it had survived even his experiments, even as accomplished in destruction as he was.

"I can tell you all the potion steps, maybe, if you're very nice to me, but it's all written in the back of my book if you want to check for yourselves." Peeves grinned, and his bowtie span enthusiastically. His sly demeanour became frankly cheerful then; the kind of cheer that only delivering inconvenient news could provide. "One little snag. I tucked the book away for safe-keeping, out in the forest, and now I can't get it. The individual I left it with got ever so aggressive when she didn't like my answer to her riddle." Terrible temper.

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Originally Posted by Felixir

Originally Posted by Peeves

*PHTHBHPHHLTHLTHHPHBLTTTH*

Raspberrying his way to a complete stop in the dungeons, Peeves righted his slightly askew glasses-moustache-nose disguise and flipped over in midair to see who was joining them.

"You there, ickle wee hero," he called, pointing at the nearest individual regardless of whether they were student, professor, toad, or even part of this little potions party. "Golden cauldron. A BIG one. STAT." He flipped over again, a complete three-sixty, and pointed again, not even caring to make sure the gesture was directed at anyone in particular. "And fill it to the brim with water. Or was it vinegar? Hmmm... mucus of glumbumble? No." *flippedy flip* "Water. Final answer. HIGH HEAT."

Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Originally Posted by Peeves

Don't mind old Peeves up here, floating around and popping the Potions Master's bubbles with many jabs of his index fingers. Pop. Pop. POP. Pop-pop-pop-pOp-PoP-POP.

What? Oh yes, Peevesy's good deed for the day. He drew himself up and inhaled a big, important breath, ready to announce the next steps which would, of course nEVER cause any exploding cauldrons or (very funny) treachery. No. He was a changed poltergeist. He was turning a new leaf. He was rather enjoying the possibility that they may refuse his very helpful help just because they didn't trust him. But, alas, they listened.

Well, Peeves was bored of this superpower nonsense anyway. All these disruptions ought to belong to him and him alone.

And there was always the chance the potion would explode by accident. Wouldn't THAT be funny?

"NEXT: Add one cup of crushed unicorn horn-" A whole cup! "-one single Ashwinder egg, one heart of crocodile, and half an avocado WITH the stone. Stir anticlockwise until it turns... ah..." What was it now? Peeves squinted around at everyone. Green for Ssssslytherins? No. Gold? Noooo... Pinkpurplegreenblue? Oh. "Silver!" Hehe.

And he'd have the other half of the avocado, once they were done with it. Mr Potions Man would look rather fetching with it splatted up against his ear.

Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

Originally Posted by Felixir

Originally Posted by Felixir

Originally Posted by Felixir

Milo had spent much of the day out on the grounds, at the edge of the lake, sifting through the shallows for possible ingredients. He'd been considering the deeper waters, and the possibility of gillyweed - which would allow him to not only breathe underwater, but to know how to swim - when he'd spotted this group disappearing into the forest.

Suspicious. Also, interesting. Also, there were things in there he might be able use.

And so Milo had followed, trousers still rolled up above the knee, his damp feet picking up leaves and dirt and pain and ghosts. Less ghosts, the further in he went, having slipped into the ranks of the group. In fact, there was a quiet inside the trees that Milo had not anticipated, and was not entirely familiar with. Not silence - never silence - but an ease he couldn't remember ever knowing before.

An ease which was, however, slightly offset by the fact that Milo soon registered that most present were those who had been doing weird things all term. Though he knew it was the poltergeist's doing, Milo still decided to keep his distance, just in case. He made sure to stick closer to Mr Carton, whom he was sure was still unaffected, as he walked.

What was it they were doing out here anyway? Didn't matter, just as long as Milo allowed the winds of change to guide him, he didn't need to know. He only wanted to.

_____

"Not to worry, Miss Marchand," Kamran said, looking back over his shoulder to the the group of students - which had somehow grown by one since the last time he'd looked. If...... anyway. "We'll make sure you, and your wand, are kept safe." Truth be told, it was those who would transform into animals that he was most concerned for in here, though he was also positive that they would indeed keep them safe.

And maybe if he'd not lost so much sleep from this incessant jingling, he might have thought to establish that particular limitation, just for added security. Hindsight was 20/20.

He trudged on through the trees, ears pricked for any suspicious noises... which was, of course, a complete waste of time. Soon enough, though, Kamran spotted the place up ahead, through the trees; a sort of dell, in which he knew the Sphinx had made its lair. Knew, because he had helped choose exactly the place last year.

"Hello?" he called softly, gesturing the others up to stand with him at the start of the hollow, just before the ground sloped upwards on both sides. "It's Headmaster Kazmi and some visitors from the school. Can you come out to meet us?"

Originally Posted by Sphinx of the Forest

As requested, the Sphinx who now resided here in the Forbidden Forest now came out to play. Within the forest dell, she had a smaller, cosier lair in which she slept and kept any treasures she found, and which could be found down a dark, burrow-like hole in one of the sheerer dirt slopes. It was roomy down there, comfortable and safe, but only the Sphinx was ever likely to see it.

The first sight these Hogwarts denizens saw of her today was one large paw, then the other, stretching out of the cave-like entrance to her den-within-a-den. Her sharp claws shone in the wandlight, and what little light reached the dell through the trees. A moment later, she had emerged entirely.

In the year since she had been revealed at the school, she had grown significantly, and was now in her late adolescent Sphinx years. Though still relatively friendly, still somewhat playful, she was starting to embrace her nature. She was proud to be a part of the school, and to help defend it if needed.

"Hello," she greeted her visitors, coming out to meet them and stopping several feet away, head tilted. "Are you just visiting, or is there something you need?" She looked amongst their ranks, but that awful, cackling little man was nowhere to be seen.

Originally Posted by Deezerz

Originally Posted by Felixir

As the sphinx made her appearance, Kamran took it upon himself to do another headcount of everyone present. Old habits die hard, and some habits shouldn't die at all. Satisfied that everyone who had started the expedition were still present - and then some - he turned his attention back to the sphinx just as Kennedy spoke up to explain.

... And then, because that was more or less covered, he went back to keeping an eye on the students once more, in case of transformations or such like. It was easy to be distracted by the, yes, majesty of the sphinx, easy to possibly miss a student shrinking down into creature form and fleeing, or a student turning invisible, or floating away into the troposphere, or simply wandering off.

Except for one interjection. "It really is imperative we get the book," Kamran said, glancing at the sphinx again. "If you would be so kind as to return it." Fingers crossed that she would just... defy her nature and let them have it, no questions asked. Literally.

But Kamran had a feeling that might not be the case.

_____

So this was a field trip.

Milo was another silent part of the group as the sphinx emerged, but as it approached, his eyes were on the trees and the forest dell all around, in case there was something else to be seen in the vicinity, something at its most beneficial when it was noticed. This he did at the risk of noticing something at its most beneficial when it wasn't, at which thought his blinking became more pronounced than it had been so far out here.

His silence, his listening ears, gleaned other answers. Not a field trip then, but a fetch quest, or a rescue mission, or both at once. A cure for the unsettling peeves epidemic.

Milo's gaze drifted back to the sphinx, and he watched its every gesture and twitch and expression, and the way its fur and hair and claws gleamed softly in the low light. The discussions they might have had.

Originally Posted by Sphinx of the Forest

All so quiet. The Sphinx looked between each of those faces, until one of the adults spoke up.

"Yes, he left it with me for safe-keeping," she said, flexing her paws and digging her claws into the dirt below. "But when he came to retrieve it, he could not answer my riddle. Then he tried to take it by force, but flew away before I could maim him." Though the Sphinx wasn't sure if she could maim him at all, whether he was more ghost than mortal or vice versa, it was still a disappointing performance. Made worse still by the fact that the poltergeist was a rather unpleasant little man. "I would be happy to return it, so long as you answer my riddle. Or you may walk away without answering, if you choose."

She sat back at her haunches, and recited the riddle - a different one to that which she had given to Peeves (and perhaps a much easier one too) - without further ado:


"My first is at the head of a crowd
When I'm happy I rumble, when I'm angry I growl
My second is in the belly of the beast
On birds, mice, and fish, I'm likely to feast
My third and last is the tail of a rat
With all this in mind, I must be..."

The Sphinx stopped speaking, and waited.

Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Originally Posted by The Narrator

The spells hit their target. The book began to drift away from the group, slowly at first but gradually picking up speed until it shot out of sight. It made its journey back to the castle where it would soon appear in the dungeons where the other group waits to finish the potion.


With the book safely on its way, it's time the group made its way back as well. You've done your part. Now it's up to the other group to finish the potion so things may soon return to normal.

Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Originally Posted by The Narrator

While the group is busy completing the latest steps in the potion, a thick book lazily drifts into the room and lands in front of the cauldron with a soft thud. Could it be? It is the book retrieved from the Forbidden Forest!

If one were to open the book, it would reveal the final instructions: Add ½ cup of lacewing flies, and stir clockwise 3 times. Best hurry up and finish the potion! The sooner it's done, the sooner everything can go back to normal!

Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

Originally Posted by Kolyander

With all of the heightened emotions around her, especially her own, it seemed her 'flower power' was really taking on a mind of its own. More so than usual. With every movement she seemed to make now, flowers sprouted up all over the place. Or at least that's what it appeared like to the fourth year whom normally had no issues at all with this 'power' of hers. In fact she liked it and looked forward to seeing what different flowers would appear and she had learned to adapt to it all very quickly.

However, today, she honestly didn't know what to do in this moment. Just one step and flowers were everywhere. But really... she needed to pay attention! Everyone's help counted right now and every little bit that they all did to get this potion brewed quickly and efficiently paid off in getting everyone healed sooner rather than later. So when she saw Raj leave to get the crushed unicorn horn, she wanted to kick herself. Get your head in the game, Keighley Anders!

While Professor Hernandez took care of the avocado and ashwinder egg and Raj got the crushed unicorn horn... this left the blonde standing there. Standing there at the exact time a nice big ole' book came floating its way into where they all were. Whoa! Was that?! It had to be! "Its got to be!" Keigh nodded her head in response to Raj's question. What other book could it be? With a slight bit of hesitation, she picked the book up and very carefully flipped through the pages until she came to what looked to be the potion. "This must be the potion here," she spoke out loud very quickly reading through the parts they had already done. "The final ingredient is a half cup of lacewing flies and then the potion needs to be stirred clockwise three times. I can go get that."

Not wasting anymore time and setting down the book gently, Keigh hurried off to retrieve the said ingredient. Quickly but very precisely was one half cup of lacewing flies measured out and brought back to the group.