Very short I'm afraid. Ah, the wonders of cliffhangers....





Chapter 13











There are, in total, five large dungeons below Hogwarts. An additional seven smaller ones - some no more than enlarged noches in the walls - and there you have the basemnet level of Hogwarts school.

In the smaller dungeon number 9, the photo development room was located. We were both there, early the next day, accompanied by Jenkins. I'd never really got the chance to get to know the boy, but from the appearance last night, he seemed very courteous and quick-witted. Hell, he was a Ravenclaw, what did you expect?

"There is Dark Magic AutoChrosphyllis rocketing off the bloody walls." He muttered.

"Hmmmmmm.... Isaac? We could do with your professional opinion, please..." Severus turned to me, a slight smile on his face. Jenkins sniggered.

"Oh shut up the pair of you..... "

"Oh, come on, spoilsport." Jenkins grinned.

"Fine, fine... I can make out the Dark Magic AutoChrosphyllis... but there isn't as mich as there seems to be," I peered at the still dripping photo. "Better let these dry off, I think."

"Won't take too long, will Professor?" Jenkins remarked cheerfully. Severus, however, was peering at one very intently, worry and care etched into his face. He was looking for something if not actually looking *at* something. "Professor?"

"No, no... I'm fine... " he paused. Both of you, come round here at once, take a look at these...."

At first sight, apart fromt he location, it looked no different to mine and presumably, Jenkins'. But after gazing at it intently, I could see there *was* a difference.

Dark Magic AutoChrosphyllis is a very dark red, or in the same league at any rate, ranging from light yellows to fiery oranges, almost black. Yet there were places in the picture that the black wasn't just.... well, as near a colour as black can be - yes, I know it's not a colour, shut up - but really Black... as if someone had scraped away at the film whilst it was still developing. But around the fringes, the black blobs were grey. And they weren't blobs so much as smeared all over the walls and books.

"Oh, shit."

"Isaac, why can't you use another method of decription and outrage?" Severus gave me a hard look.

"Fuck off, Severus, I'm trying to concentrate..." I swore there was something familiar about this... gaping holes in magic stained locations like the library. "Wait... I'll be back."

I sped out of the room.

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