Chapter 7
A girl! Sitting in a chair next to a well. She had tons of tracking equiptment, a t-v, and a telephone. She looked up at them and said
"You must be the three boys who watched the video on," she looked through some papers "Ah, two days ago. Yeah, I've been watching you guys, you're pretty clever. So I know you wizards and you know I'm a witch, and all about my dear old mum and dad, but why did you come all the way out here?"
"To teach you a bit about pranking." Said Sirius.
James punched him hard in the ribs.
"Actually, we wanted to solve the murder mystery. But I see there is much mystery left. Say, did you happen to know Moaning Myrt, I mean Myrtle Mathews?"
"You mean Myrtle. Yeah, I knew her. Why?"
"No reason." But he and Remus met eyes and James knew that remus was thinking the same thing as him, the two deaths seemed very similar.
"So, What's the deal with this tape?"
"Still haven't figured that out yet, huh? It's simple really, I'm from Durmstrang, I'm evil, guess who my birth dad was? Here's a clue. My real name is not Samara Morgan, it's Samara Riddle."