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CHAPTER 25: The Solution (Chapter rated PG-13)
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Meanwhile...
Ginny, her headmaster Albus Dumbledore and Fawkes entered the large castle silently. Ginny looked over at Dumbledore, assuring herself that he had his wand at hand and was ready. But, to her surprise, there was no wand in his hand. When she was about to say something, to remind him perhaps, he held is hand out in a gesture of silence, looking straight forward.
Ginny turned to head, and was amazed at what she saw. A large troll was blocking their entrance. This reminded Ginny of the summer before she was to go to Hogwarts for the first time, and Ron was telling her about how he and Harry heroically saved Hermione from an army of trolls, killing every one without any help from a teacher.
Fred and George later informed her that it was Harry who had saved Hermione, from one troll, in the girl's bathroom. Ginny thought that was quite funny, but now that she was this sleeping troll in front of her, she was too scared to even crack a smile about her youngest brother's stupid stories.
She held her breath, afraid that if she even breathed, it would wake up and slaughter her and her headmaster. Ginny decided that it was a Mountain troll, seeing as the entire castle was surrounded by high, dark, mountains. Ginny studied the creature. It was about twelve feet tall, with gray skin, a lumpy body, and flat horny feet. Ginny also noted, with great disdain, that it smelled horrible, like burning tires and wet dog hair mixed together. Even worse then that. Its nose was full of what looks like lumpy, gray glue. 'Troll boogers.' thought Ginny in disgust.
She glanced over to Fawkes and her headmaster. Fawkes had his wing up around his head, making small squeaking sounds. Dumbledore, on the other hand, looked quite calm, and unaffected by the foul stench the creature emitted.
"This is spectacular." said Dumbledore, suddenly and quietly under his breath. Ginny was dumbfounded. Spectacular? What was spectacular? They were going to go into a deadly castle, which was blocked by a huge troll, in a horrifying place, with mountains surrounding it, in the middle of no where.
Almost instantly after her headmaster spoke those 3 words, a large, screeching horn sounded throughout the land. Ginny covered her ears in agony, writhing uncomfortably. Her headmaster quickly took her by the arm, and pulled her over to the side of the great entrance. Ginny was amazed.
Hundreds of creatures, big and small alike, crowded around the large doors. The troll was startled awake, and yawned, getting up and walking slowly to the door. The ground shook with his steps. The troll opened the large black gate door, and as soon as he did, the creatures entered solemnly.
The troll quickly followed, and Ginny was astonished to hear absolute silence. She could even hear her heart beating, it was so quiet.
Suddenly, the door started to close, and Dumbledore ran to the door, Ginny right behind him, with amazing speed for an almost-160 year old man. Fawkes was quickly flying right above Ginny head, and they both silently slipped into the gates, right before it shut being Ginny, almost capturing her leg.
The inside of the castle was amazing. Large, tall walls that seemed to go on forever, made out of a very delicate white marble. There were large gargoyles made of the same white marble, inside of the walls, in alcoves perfectly fitted to hold the grand statues. There were banners hanging from the walls, red and stained with blood, and large paintings of all kinds on the walls. Many of them were intricately painted scenes of gruesome wars. Ginny also noted that in some small areas, there were large swords woven into tapestries and some on metal holders on the walls.
Ginny's breath was taken away. From the land that this castle resided, and the appearance of the outside, Ginny expected the inside to be just as horrible, if no worse.
There were two large, symmetrical marble staircases on each side of the grand room.
Ginny glanced at her headmaster. He was stroking Fawkes affectionately, who was purring calmly.
Ginny became worried. What were they supposed to do now?
"What do we do, professor?" she asked quietly, so no one would hear her.
He continued to stroke Fawkes, almost like he never heard her, and Ginny was about to ask again when he spoke.
"Our patience will achieve more than our force." he said. "Edmund Burke."
Ginny realized it was a quote, and was shocked at how perfectly it fit into the situation.
"Patience for what?" she asked.
"The solution."
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Ah, I'm so sorry about the delay! I was busy all week, and yesterday I just wrote this chapter a t like 12:30, but then I went to bed cause I was tired, and them today my friend came over... yeah. So here it is! I like the chapter. It's okay. The story is starting to get just a little boring, so I'm gonna add some spice to the next chapter. (Yes, Jamie, fluffy pink unicorns. Haha.) I'm hoping to get the new chapter up by Tuesday, at the latest. I'll start writing right now.
CREDIT: Quotationspage . com for the quote from Edmund Burke.
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