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4. Hogwarts Hidden History
Something cold penetrated the many layers of her blankets and awakened her from her sleep. Yawning, she sat up to face the Baron who'd come to visit her again.
He hovered at the side of her bed and when he was sure that she had turned her attention to him, he pointed to her robe.
"What's up?" Liz asked, puzzled. "Why must I get up?"
"You shall see." Now he definitely sounded like a hoarse Darth Vader.
"And if I don't get up?" Liz asked defiantly, too tired to be polite and irritated by his behaviour.
He returned her gaze with cold menace.
"Move." Was all he rasped.
Sufficiently terrified, Liz did as she was told, glad that he turned his back to her while she dressed.
"Where to?" She asked him.
The Baron pointed to the door leading to the corridor.
"Look out for prowlers." He ordered, giving the example by checking the corridor before letting her open the door.
Quietly, they moved along the corridors, halls and stairs of the castle, the ghost looking out in front, the girl making sure they weren't followed. Once they encountered a muttering man with his cat.
At once, the Baron showed her a hiding place and there she waited till the two had passed. The ghost just stared at the two. Exhibiting a hate for the two, as Liz had never seen before.
It was no astonishment, that both the cat and the man slunk in a wide arc round the Baron and greeted him reverently.
The Baron didn't even return the greeting, but hovered between the man and Liz till the two had gone round a corner further down in the corridor. Not much later, they reached the library.
"Restricted Section." The Baron whispered hollowly, pointing to the back.
"And that's where we're going, right?" Liz whispered back.
Deigning to answer, the Baron nodded.
Before Liz was allowed to enter the Restricted Section, however, the Baron neede to send a bunch of three students from it. Silently, he glided forward, till he was right behind them.
"Potter!" He hissed menacingly in his raspy voice, shocking the three students so they jumped considerably.
The girl nearly let fall the book she was holding, while the boys turned, reaching for sticks, -their wands- Liz corrected herself, and blanched when they recognised the Baron.
"Go-good evening, Sir." The boy called "Potter" stuttered.
The Baron didn't bother to reply. Instead, he stared the three students down, before saying one, simple word:
"Leave."
All three muttered things like, "Of course, Sir", "Thank you, Sir" and "Good evening, Sir" and left in a helter-skelter of hands and feet.
As soon as they'd gone, Liz joined the Baron. His display had (quite) done the job of impressing her, and she was more cautious of him after seeing him treat the three students so menacingly.
On top of all, he seemed to have enjoyed the encounter. Looking at him, Liz could have sworn that she saw something like amusement on his features, as he saw the students flee from him.
"If you ever do that to me," Liz told him, "I'll die and turn into a ghost like you."
He stared blankly at her, till she started to fidget, wondering if she had insulted him.
"Beware!" He warned her, not defining what exactly she should be wary of. Then he pointed to a shelf of the library. Liz stepped over and read the title of one of the books.
"Hogwarts Hidden History" She repeated the title in a quiet voice. "Shall I take it back to the chamber?"
The Baron nodded, then added: "Not only this book."
So Liz took out the books one by one, reading there titles in a whisper.
"Horrible Histories of Hogwarts, Hogwarts Howling Host, The Bloody Baron's Book, Beware of the Bloody Baron, Headless Nick's Needless Tricks."
Here the Baron stopped her. "Enough."
Liz nodded and hurriedly rearranged the books on the shelf, so that it wasn't so obvious that five of them were missing. Then she followed the Baron back into the chamber.
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4. Hogwarts Hidden History
Something cold penetrated the many layers of her blankets and awakened her from her sleep. Yawning, she sat up to face the Baron who'd come to visit her again.
He hovered at the side of her bed and when he was sure that she had turned her attention to him, he pointed to her robe.
"What's up?" Liz asked, puzzled. "Why must I get up?"
"You shall see." Now he definitely sounded like a hoarse Darth Vader.
"And if I don't get up?" Liz asked defiantly, too tired to be polite and irritated by his behaviour.
He returned her gaze with cold menace.
"Move." Was all he rasped.
Sufficiently terrified, Liz did as she was told, glad that he turned his back to her while she dressed.
"Where to?" She asked him.
The Baron pointed to the door leading to the corridor.
"Look out for prowlers." He ordered, giving the example by checking the corridor before letting her open the door.
Quietly, they moved along the corridors, halls and stairs of the castle, the ghost looking out in front, the girl making sure they weren't followed. Once they encountered a muttering man with his cat.
At once, the Baron showed her a hiding place and there she waited till the two had passed. The ghost just stared at the two. Exhibiting a hate for the two, as Liz had never seen before.
It was no astonishment, that both the cat and the man slunk in a wide arc round the Baron and greeted him reverently.
The Baron didn't even return the greeting, but hovered between the man and Liz till the two had gone round a corner further down in the corridor. Not much later, they reached the library.
"Restricted Section." The Baron whispered hollowly, pointing to the back.
"And that's where we're going, right?" Liz whispered back.
Deigning to answer, the Baron nodded.
Before Liz was allowed to enter the Restricted Section, however, the Baron neede to send a bunch of three students from it. Silently, he glided forward, till he was right behind them.
"Potter!" He hissed menacingly in his raspy voice, shocking the three students so they jumped considerably.
The girl nearly let fall the book she was holding, while the boys turned, reaching for sticks, -their wands- Liz corrected herself, and blanched when they recognised the Baron.
"Go-good evening, Sir." The boy called "Potter" stuttered.
The Baron didn't bother to reply. Instead, he stared the three students down, before saying one, simple word:
"Leave."
All three muttered things like, "Of course, Sir", "Thank you, Sir" and "Good evening, Sir" and left in a helter-skelter of hands and feet.
As soon as they'd gone, Liz joined the Baron. His display had (quite) done the job of impressing her, and she was more cautious of him after seeing him treat the three students so menacingly.
On top of all, he seemed to have enjoyed the encounter. Looking at him, Liz could have sworn that she saw something like amusement on his features, as he saw the students flee from him.
"If you ever do that to me," Liz told him, "I'll die and turn into a ghost like you."
He stared blankly at her, till she started to fidget, wondering if she had insulted him.
"Beware!" He warned her, not defining what exactly she should be wary of. Then he pointed to a shelf of the library. Liz stepped over and read the title of one of the books.
"Hogwarts Hidden History" She repeated the title in a quiet voice. "Shall I take it back to the chamber?"
The Baron nodded, then added: "Not only this book."
So Liz took out the books one by one, reading there titles in a whisper.
"Horrible Histories of Hogwarts, Hogwarts Howling Host, The Bloody Baron's Book, Beware of the Bloody Baron, Headless Nick's Needless Tricks."
Here the Baron stopped her. "Enough."
Liz nodded and hurriedly rearranged the books on the shelf, so that it wasn't so obvious that five of them were missing. Then she followed the Baron back into the chamber.