CHAPTER ONE: An interesting discovery
The moon was hung high in the sky; the air surrounding the mountain was bitterly silent as a single man crunched against the gravelly side of the highest peak. A whistle of wind blew by the traveler's ear, bringing him back to his senses.
Octavious Lynwood had climbed this mountain for the treasure lore, something he had been quite fond of since his childhood. It was said that this mountain was used by various famous wizards through the years. Merlin was supposedly the last to have visited the ancient place, and a treasure beyond the modern day wizarding world's greatest imaginations lay untouched somewhere deep inside. Wives tales were all that they were said to be, but after an interesting chat on the subject with his colleague, Cuthbert Binns (The History of Magic professor at Hogwarts School) Lynwood decided it would be worth the hike up the mountain just outside of Hogsmeade village.
A swarm of Red caps, a hairy acromantula, a small mountain troll, and the steadily dropping temperature would have been enough to send even the bravest of treasure hunters back to the village below, but not this aged professor. His legs hadn't gotten this much work in decades, and the bald top of his head had numbed over in the frigid atmosphere. He periodically wiped a drip of mucus from his sharp nose, pushing up his thick spectacles in the process. He was not a fit man, by any means. He had a pot-belly and was nearing eighty years of age, and while he hated to admit it to his pupils, he wasn't the best at practical defensive magic. Sure, he had managed to keep the creatures he had faced thus far away rather easily, but he feared that if something more threatening came along his retirement would be closer than originally thought.
He now stood in front of a dead end. The wall was quite smooth, compared to the rest of the mountain, and its sleekness reflected the light of the moon. A dry smile cracked Lynwood's face realizing he had reached just what he was looking for, The Cave of Origination. Lynwood was a firm believer in rumors and legends all having a root of reality and if even a sliver of truth remained in this story, he had just made the finding of the millennia.