Oyev oliu
Chapter Two: Another one?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, not the characters, not the settings. JK Rowling has created a wonderful world that can inspire even the uncreative, like me, to come and play. I only hope I remain true to the wonderful characters she has created.
A few days later, Hermione had not yet cracked the code. She was very frustrated and with each attempt to solved the puzzle she seemed to be getting farther from a solution. It had been quite a long time since she had come across a puzzle that was beyond her ability to solve and it didn't make her happy, to say the least. She was sitting in the Great Hall stewing in thoughts of frustration when suddenly, an owl swooped in with another note for her. It said 'Having trouble? Try this one: ebera uoyl ufi tua.'
"Ugh, another one that I won't be able to make sense of," Hermione mutter to herself in disgust. She was very irritated, but in her heart of hearts she was glad of the second note because it really was awfully exciting to receive a note in code. She was looking around the Great Hall to see if she could glean some inspiration from her surroundings when she noticed Ron staring at her.
"What?" she asked in an exasperated voice. "Do you need something?"
"Huh?" Ron's ears went pink as he stammered a response. "I er… I was just wondering what you've got there. It uh, seemed to make you upset."
"Oh, well, I've just been getting notes in code. This is the second one," she responded in an much calmer tone than she had used before.
"So, why is that making you so mad?" Ron asked hesitantly.
"Well, if you must know. I… I can't figure out the code! I feel like I've tried everything to figure it out. I just can't solve it!"
Ron just shrugged. "I'm sure you will figure it out Hermione. No code can stop you for long, I'm sure of it!"
Hermione was surprised at the passionate tone his voice took on at the end of his statement. She took comfort in his words and decided to redouble her efforts to crack the code.
Chapter Two: Another one?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, not the characters, not the settings. JK Rowling has created a wonderful world that can inspire even the uncreative, like me, to come and play. I only hope I remain true to the wonderful characters she has created.
A few days later, Hermione had not yet cracked the code. She was very frustrated and with each attempt to solved the puzzle she seemed to be getting farther from a solution. It had been quite a long time since she had come across a puzzle that was beyond her ability to solve and it didn't make her happy, to say the least. She was sitting in the Great Hall stewing in thoughts of frustration when suddenly, an owl swooped in with another note for her. It said 'Having trouble? Try this one: ebera uoyl ufi tua.'
"Ugh, another one that I won't be able to make sense of," Hermione mutter to herself in disgust. She was very irritated, but in her heart of hearts she was glad of the second note because it really was awfully exciting to receive a note in code. She was looking around the Great Hall to see if she could glean some inspiration from her surroundings when she noticed Ron staring at her.
"What?" she asked in an exasperated voice. "Do you need something?"
"Huh?" Ron's ears went pink as he stammered a response. "I er… I was just wondering what you've got there. It uh, seemed to make you upset."
"Oh, well, I've just been getting notes in code. This is the second one," she responded in an much calmer tone than she had used before.
"So, why is that making you so mad?" Ron asked hesitantly.
"Well, if you must know. I… I can't figure out the code! I feel like I've tried everything to figure it out. I just can't solve it!"
Ron just shrugged. "I'm sure you will figure it out Hermione. No code can stop you for long, I'm sure of it!"
Hermione was surprised at the passionate tone his voice took on at the end of his statement. She took comfort in his words and decided to redouble her efforts to crack the code.