Marik
"Ugh, why do these tasks have to be right after breakfast? Don't the Headmasters know Saturday is one of our only days to sleep in." Marik groaned out in anger as the alarm clock next to his bed started to go off.
"Well it's not like either one of us was actually asleep anyways," Harry argued as he plopped onto the floor and started stretching.
"That's beside the point! It's about the principal!" he attempted to argue halfheartedly. He was much too tired to put effort behind into his argument though.
"What did you end up reading the rest of the night?" Harry asked him as he started adding beans into their enchanted coffee grinder.
"Perry Ponsinboat's Biography of Gellert Grindelwald," he replied, closing said book and placing it on his nightstand as he smacked his head against his pillow a few more times. Not even magic could solve the world's problem of never wanting to get out of bed.
Even though he and Harry had both tried to go to bed around ten o'clock last night, both had thrown in the towel just after half an hour in, knowing that there was no way as anxious as they both were that either one of them would ever be able to fall asleep.
After admitting defeat they both had set out on some last minute prep and practicing before the second task, just as they had ended up doing before the first task. Marik had chose to practice a little at carving runes with a normal rune stave instead of using his unicorn stave, that way he would be able to solve any possible puzzles that dealt with runes in this task with any materials given. It was tough at first, using the unicorn stave really did spoil you, but after a while he had gotten back into the groove of carving runes at the slower pace with the normal stave and managed to brush up on a few different types of runes.
After going through around twenty rune-stones, Marik helped Harry with the research he had been doing on difficult enchanting spells. The two of them after a few hours made fantastic progress and had even managed to enchant the ceiling of their dorm room to be see-through. Though the satisfaction of this was short lived, and finding the counter spell for the enchantment was where they spent the remainder of their night, as they discovered that their room was apparently under one of the many male bathrooms of the castle; which was not the prettiest of sights to behold whilst laying in your bed or trying to study.
Altogether, even if they were tired and exhausted this morning, they had made good progress last night with their last minute preparations and were both feeling confident going into the second task. Plus, they had coffee to give them energy and wake them up, and that was one of the most magical things in the world.
"Why did you read that? How is Grindelwald going to help us win the task?" Harry asked Marik as he added the now grinded beans to the coffee pot.
"By keeping me sane. I needed a break from all the puzzles and research. If I saw one more rune, puzzle, or book on herbology last night I might have killed myself," Marik answered truthfully. He had always loved learning more, especially when it came to magic, but this week he and his friends had been putting too much stress into their research and it had taken its toll on him mentally.
"Let me guess, you were looking for clues about the Deathly Hallows?" Harry asked him, already knowing the answer to his question. The both of them made their way over to the two chairs by their desks on the other side of their dorm as he did, both of them waiting anxiously for the coffee to finish brewing.
"Yeah, I was," Marik replied, a yawn interrupting him as he did.
"Well any leads?" Harry asked, not sounding entirely interested in his answer. Harry still seemed to think the topic and idea of the Deathly Hallows being real was slim to none, and only seemed to get annoyed when Marik claimed that Harry's cloak fit the criteria of the Cloak of Invisibility perfectly.
Marik on the other hand was still just as obsessed with them as the first day he had read the Tale of the Four Brothers with Luna. He had grown up a fantasy nerd, and a large portion of his childhood had been spent pretending to have the-one-ring-to-rule-them all, pulling Excalibur from the stone, or shooting Apollo's bow. Every day spent in the magical world felt like he was living in one of these epic fantasies, and researching and reading about the Deathly Hallows felt like he was one of his favorite characters on a quest for an epic item. Regardless of if they were really real or not, the chase and the dreaming of the Deathly Hallows pleased the child who was very much still present inside him.
"Not really. Grindelwald's home and possessions were all taken custody when he was arrested by the German Ministry of Magic, so if he did in fact have the Elder Wand, either the German Ministry is keeping quiet about it, or someone took it before they got a hold of him," he answered Harry, shooting up as the coffee pot seemed to have finished brewing. He quickly made his way over to it and poured himself and Harry a cup each before returning to his seat.
"Thanks," Harry replied as Marik levitated a cup of coffee over to him. "Well, have their been any recent reports about someone not losing any duels or anything else?" Harry added as they both took satisfying sips from their cups.
God coffee is the greatest thing ever! He thought to himself as the warm liquid entered his mouth.
"Flitwick hasn't lost a duel in over fifteen years, but his wand is registered and weighed before every European Dueling Master Tournament and it is the same one he has always had since he was a student at Hogwarts, so it isn't him.
"The only other names that I have seen mentioned is an auror named Moody or something like that who is known as one of the best auror duelists, and one of Voldemort's old death eaters who was known as the poison tongue and was known to have beaten over fifteen aurors in duels back during in the war, but he hasn't been seen since then." Basically the more research he did on trying to discover where the Elder Wand might be now, the more he started to understand why people speculated the objects were a myth.
"Doesn't Luna's dad publish a monthly rumor article on the hallows? Has that helped at all?" Harry asked him again.
"Yeah, he does, and kind of I guess. Most of it is unconfirmed speculation though, so it doesn't really help too much." The articles in the Quibbler were about as accurate as muggle articles on UFO sightings to be frank.
"Have you talked to her since you two broke up by the way?" Harry asked him, looking curious.
"Yeah, I did two days ago actually, it was random as hell," he said, remembering the random, encounter with Luna from a few days back.
"How did that go?" Harry asked again as he poured himself another cup of coffee.
"Surprisingly civil. She came up to me and told me that while she was still upset with me, that if I ever needed someone to talk to or anything she would be there for me. I apologized for being an ass and told her pretty much the same. I expected her to hex me or something so I was kind of caught off guard. She even wished me better luck on my relationship with Fleur," he said to Harry. The entire encounter had truly thrown him off guard, but Luna seemed to mean her words.
"Sounds like Luna to me, I can't imagine that girl actually getting angry at anything. She is always too nice."
"I can, I experienced that anger first hand. That girl can get pretty scary." Luna had certainly let him have it in the hallway before the first task when she broke up with him.
"Well I guess we could go ahead and head to the dining hall now. I imagine Hermione will probably show up there pretty early too," Harry said, banishing his now empty cup of coffee.
"Yeah, I guess so, I'm pretty hungry already anyways," he replied, wanting to tease Harry about really just wanting to hurry up to the dining hall just so he could see Hermione, but too tired to put the effort into it.
"Think we will need anything for this task?" Harry asked him as he started to put on his battle robes. Marik thought the robes Harry and Hermione had been given by Harry's father were nice, but he still preferred his old robes he had made for himself back in his first year, his were more badass.
"I doubt it, I'm sure they will provide it all again if we do," he answered, summoning his robes from his dresser and put them on. "Ready?"
"Yeah, let's go," Harry replied, and the two of them made their way out of the boys' dorms and towards the dining hall.
It was no surprise that the hallways were already crowded that morning. It was no mystery that the tournament was an extremely popular event and that everyone in the castle woke up early to ensure they got a good seat in the dining hall to watch it. As they made their way to the dining hall Marik could see that students had even dressed up and made enchanted banners for this task to cheer their school's champions on. It sort of reminded him of the summer dueling tournaments, only on a much smaller scale.
As they entered the dining hall he was reminded of the summer dueling tournament even more. All around them, sitting at the tables, students were wearing their school robes, waving custom-made banners, and shouting chants for their schools. As soon as the Hogwarts section noticed that he and Harry had made their way into the hall the few Hogwart's students that were there stood up to give them a round of applause. Marik couldn't help but grin a little as many eyes in the hall turned to them, he loved moments like this. To the beat of the cheering he and Harry made their way over to their school's table and found a blushing Hermione already sitting there next to a tired looking Alina.
"Morning love. Morning cuz," Harry said, greeting his lady with a kiss as they sat down at the table.
"Yeah, good morning love," Marik added sarcastically as he immediately poured himself another cup of coffee and set out looking for any bread on the table.
"Good morning love," Hermione said to Harry, returning his kiss. "And good morning Marik," she added, sticking her tongue out at him. "Did you guys get any sleep last night? I didn't."
"Nope," Marik answered as he found the bread basket. He groaned as he saw Alina had already taken the butter bowl, he was too tired to try and steal it.
"We ended up just practicing some more stuff last minute again," Harry answered.
"Yeah, I did too, I read a lot more of that book we found on advanced charms last night," Hermione replied.
"Find anything good?" he asked, stuffing a biscuit into his mouth.
"A few new spells here and there, but nothing too interesting," Hermione answered, she sounded just as tired as they did.
"Why didn't you all just take a sleeping potion last night? You all are wizards for Peeves' sake," Alina asked them, sounding grumpy, which honestly had become a norm for her recently. The three of them looked at each other wide-eyed, apparently none of them had thought of the simple solution. "You all can kill a hydra, but can't solve a simple problem like that. You guys are screwed today if the task really is puzzles," Alina added, shaking her head.
"Thanks for the confidence Alina," he replied sarcastically.
"I'm too tired for confidence today," Alina replied coldly.
"Why are you so tired?" Harry asked Alina.
"Don't ask," Alina replied, making it clear she didn't want to discuss whatever had kept her up.
"Sooo, besides being tired Hermione you think you are ready for today?" Marik asked his friend, attempting to change the subject.
"Yeah, I am, those minotaurs today don't stand a chance!" Hermione joked.
"Ha ha ha. You can have all the minotaurs, I just want more action today than last time," he replied. Ever since the first task he had been desperate for a little more action in the second task.
"But we did so much better without you in all the action," Harry joked, earning a scorn from him.
"Wow, so that's how it is huh?"
"Mind if I butt in for a few seconds?" a familiar voice said from behind him, he felt two warm arms wrap themselves around his neck as the voice spoke. As he turned his head he was welcomed with a warm kiss on the lips.
"Yes," he heard Alina mumble from the other side of the table.
"Morning pretty lady, sit," he ordered Fleur as he returned her kiss and motioned for her to sit down beside him.
"How are you all doing today? Ready for the task?" Fleur asked them all as she stole a piece of bread off his plate and sat down beside him.
"I will see you guys later, I have stuff to do. Good luck out there today," Alina said and left their table before any of them could reply.
"Tired as hell," he replied first, taking advantage of Alina's random disappearance to grab the butter bowl.
"We are ready. How about you and your team?" Hermione asked Fleur.
"We are all tired too, it is so hard to sleep the night before a task," Fleur responded, having to pause for a yawn before continuing. "And we are all ready too. Don't think we are going to go easy on you all this time either."
"It wouldn't be fun if you guys did," Harry replied, returning Fleur's smile.
"I over heard from a friend who was Viktor Krum's date at the Yule Ball that the three Durmstrang champions got a lot of heat from their Headmaster for coming in last in the first task, so I wouldn't be surprised if they come out swinging this task," Fleur told them all.
"Let them swing, we all saw how that ended up last time for them," he replied smugly, Alina's boyfriend the first image that came to mind at the thought of Durmstrang coming out aggressive.
"Yeah, I'm not too worried about Durmstrang right now. They will have to demolish this task to make a good comeback." Harry added.
"Well you never know! They aren't too far behind us at the moment either. Hermione did you get the chance to read that book yet?" Fleur asked Hermione. Much to his surprise the two girls had gotten fairly close since the Yule Ball even though they were rivals in the tournament. As much as Hermione told Marik that she approved of Fleur because of how happy he looked with her, Marik still secretly thought it had more to do with the fact that Fleur was about a big of book worm as Hermione was. Over the past few days prying Fleur away from Hermione in the library had been a tough challenge.
"I got about halfway through it, but I will probably finish it after the task tonight. I love it so far, thanks again for letting me borrow it!" Hermione replied.
"No problem! And let me know when you read the chapter on alternatives in the murtlap essence. I'm interested to hear your thoughts on it. I will leave you all to your planning for now. I just wanted to give my man a kiss before the task started and wish you all luck. We are enemies now for the next few hours," Fleur told them all, giving him one more kiss on the lips before standing up.
"Good luck to you and your team too," Hermione replied.
"No hard feelings if I have to jinx you a few times today right?" he teased Fleur as she started to leave their table.
"Of course not, just don't expect any affection on our date after the task," Fleur replied with a wink as she left their table for the Beauxbatons table.
"Guess I have a date today," he announced, this being the first time he had heard of said date.
"Don't let a date or Fleur distract you," Harry told him as Fleur left.
"Oh come on, you know it wouldn't. You guys are the ones who need to stay focused, no shag breaks today if the two of you end up alone together!" he joked, enjoying the blush on both of his friends' faces at the mention of shagging.
"Anywayssss, if the both of you are done let's go ahead and head down to the champions' tent, I wanna get away from all the distractions here and get focused," Hermione said, packing the book she had been reading back into her bag.
Figuring he had gotten about as much coffee as he could into his system, he snagged one more roll for the road and followed Hermione and Harry out of the hall. The outside of the castle was just as packed with supporters as the inside of the castle was. It was a rare warm day in the month of February out here at Durmstrang and everyone seemed to be taking full advantage of that. Two large screens had been set up outside on the lawn and a large number of students and staff were all trying to set up blankets in the grass to get the best spots. Many braver students had set up hammocks throughout the branches of the many trees lining the grounds of the castle and were watching the large screens from a higher vantage point.
He had not known the task was broadcasted during the first task until afterwards. The fact that almost the entirety of Europe was watching them during their tasks may have made some of the champions nervous but not him, he loved it. He was all about the moment, and he would take advantage of whatever he could to get his name out there in the world as one of the best wizards there was. This was no different than the summer dueling tournaments for him.
The champions' tent had been conjured in the same spot as it had been during the first task and the three Headmasters were already standing outside of its gate, deep in a conversation. The three of them greeted the Headmasters before making their way into the empty tent, where they made their way over to the Hogwarts section and grabbed their seats.
"Think we can win this again?" Hermione asked, breaking the silence after a few moments as they all sat there deep in thought.
"I do," he replied confidently.
"We have the advantage over everyone else since we have the clue, I think we will do fine," Harry added.
"Let's all just do our best out there. We will be okay," he added again as the tent door opened and the Durmstrang champions walked in. The rumor Fleur told them may have very well been true. Each of the Durmstrang champions looked ready for war, and all of them seemed to look a little on edge as they sat down. Alina's boyfriend in particular looked ready to hex someone at any moment, and at that moment he was making his way over to where they were seated.
"Ose. A word?" Dedrick asked him, his voice full of ice. Marik shrugged to Hermione and Harry as he got up and walked over to where Dedrick was waiting for him.
"What's up?" he asked curiously.
"I've been nice and ignored you up until this point out of respect for Alina, but I've had enough of your smug ass now. You got lucky in the first task, but that won't happen again. I'm giving you a friendly warning because I know Alina considers you her friend still for some reason, if I see you in this task, the final task, or even in the hallways watch out." Dedrick said, trying to sound threatening.
"Watch out for what?" he asked, not able to hide the grin on his face that was growing.
"Alina's friend or not, I will slaughter you," Dedrick replied with venom, his finger poking into Marik's chest.
"In that case I hope we cross paths today. Hopefully, I will actually have a wand like you did the last time and we can have a little more, fun," he said to the Durmstrang boy, his grin hurting his cheeks now. Marik's grin stayed plastered on his face as he turned from the fuming champion and made his way back to his friends in the Hogwarts section.
"What was that all about? He looked pissed," Hermione asked him as he sat back down.
"He wanted to give me a friendly warning," Marik answered, laughing a little.
"About what?" Harry asked.
"That whether I am Alina's friend or not if we ever cross paths again he will "slaughter" me, apparently, I got lucky last time. Who knew?" he replied, shaking his head.
"Well you have my blessing to let him have it again if you two do cross paths again. I don't care if he is Alina's boyfriend or not," Hermione replied, her eyes moving around and scanning the Durmstrang champions.
"Meh, the dudes a chump. He's all yours this task, I want to fry the bigger fish," he said. This task he wanted to take down a hydra or a dragon, Hermione and Harry could have the easy duels.
The three of them sat in silence for the next few minutes as they waited for the rest of the champions to arrive. Each of them mentally prepared themselves for the second task on their own. More than fifteen minutes passed before the Beauxbatons Champions arrived, followed shortly after by the three Headmasters.
"Champions, gather round," Dumbledore announced, and the champions of the three schools made their way over. "The second task is about to begin, but before it does I have a few words for you all. I was the Headmaster in charge of designing this task and thus will provide you with the task's instructions," Dumbledore announced to the champions, and he, Hermione, and Harry all made eye contact as Dumbledore confirmed their guesses that he was in fact the Headmaster in charge of designing this task.
"In the first task you were challenged in many ways. You were forced to weigh individual skills and assign roles, you were forced to show great courage in times of overwhelming fear and situations of grave-danger, and you were given the opportunity to show the world that you truly belong here and deserve the right to be known as a Triwizard Champion.
"In a few moment's you will be transported into a different location and as soon as you arrive the second task will begin. When you arrive at the chosen destination there will be one path for you to follow. All you and your team have to do is make your way to the end of the path. You will know you have made it to the end and finished the second task when you find a miniature Goblet of Fire that looks like this." Dumbledore paused to show them all a small golden cup that resembled the larger Goblet of Fire perfectly.
"The second task is not over until you have the cup in your hands, and fireworks go off around you. There will be no clues awarded in this task, and no optional objectives either. There is only one objective in this task, and that is to find the cup. Scores will be awarded at the end of the task just as they were during the first task. Now, good luck," Dumbledore said with a final twinkle of his eyes and a large smile as he handed each of the teams a sock, which Marik assumed was their portkey for this task. Hermione took the portkey from their Headmaster and the three of them held onto it and waited to be taken to the site of the second task. With a quick jerk Marik's body was tossed and warped as he was pulled through the portkey.
"Well it looks like we were right," Harry announced as the three of them landed on a hard stone floor. Marik looked around the room they had been transported to as his eyes adjusted.
The sock had transported them to a large, square room that looked very similar to a classroom one might find in the Hogwarts dungeons. The only major difference between the room they were currently inside of and a normal dungeon classroom were the lack of desks and chairs in this one, other than that it was for the most part identical.
The dungeon room had four walls surrounding them. Each of the walls were void of any extravagant designs or details and were made up of only the familiar grey castle bricks of Durmstrang. The wall that stood directly in front of where they had landed was the only wall that stood out as being any different than the others. At its center was a large, wooden oak door, that glimmered and appeared to have glowing spells or magic flowing all over it.
The magical door, however, was not the most interesting thing inside the room, that title went to the large, thing, at the room's center. Floating dead center in the room was what resembled a very large board-game dice. As the large dice floated and rotated around he could see that each face of the dice was a different color and there were no numbers on any of the sides. Marik could honestly say that he had never seen something like this before.
"So I guess this is the first puzzle?" he said to no one in particular as he and his friends looked around the room, trying to take it all in.
"I guess so," Harry replied, he looked just as awe struck as Marik did as they continued to scan the room.
"Does anything from the clue strike you as you look around the room?" Hermione asked them as she too glanced around the dungeon.
"The mystery should be one of your fears? Maybe? Nothing in particular really jumps out here though," he recited the third line of the clue, not sure if it actually applied to this room or not.
"Maybe. . . Let's look at the door first, I'm assuming when we complete whatever we have to in this room that it will open. Let's see if we can find anything out from the spells on it," Harry added and Marik and Hermione followed him over to the large door.
Marik examined the door closely but was unable to make out what any of the enchantments or spells were just based off of looking at the door itself, he had never studied enchantments that much in his time at Hogwarts so far. The only thing he could make out was that there was definitely multiple spells weaved into the door's magic.
"Anything stand out?" he asked his friends after a few moments of examining the door.
"Not to me," Harry replied, scratching his head.
"Me either. Actually. . ." Hermione added, her head turning between the large floating die at the center and the door.
"Well?" Harry asked her after a few moments of silent anticipation.
"There are six different colored bits of enchanted magic on the door. The same six colors that are used on the dice's sides. Look," Hermione explained and he and Harry checked her work to see if she was right. Sure enough the colors of enchanted magic on the door were the same colors that appeared painted on the faces of the dice.
"So maybe that means that the spells sealing the door are the same spells on the dice. Meaning the spells on the door are probably connected to the colors on the dice," Harry said, Marik's hand returning to scratch his chin as he thought it over.
"So the dice is the puzzle then," he added the obvious bit of information, really just trying to help him clear his thoughts.
"Do you see anything else on the dice or in the room that might help us?" Hermione asked as she started to walk around the room, looking for any more clues that might reveal something.
"I'll think about the clue for a minute, see if anything matches up," Harry replied as he too walked around the room deep in thought. Marik followed their lead and made his way back over to the dice to see if he could find anything else that could help them. He was already starting to get a headache from all the thinking this early in the morning.
"Guys look at this!" he announced in excitement after a few moments of examining the dice.
"What is it?" Hermione asked him as she and Harry made their way over.
"Harry or Hermione can one of you transfigure a notepad out of something in the room?" He asked before answering them, his eyes still focused on the dice.
"I got it," Hermione replied as she transfigured two stones on the floor into some parchment and a quill.
"Okay, now look," he started to say as he pointed at the bottom right corner of each of the dice's side as it rotated. "Each side of the die has a small letter engraved onto it, maybe the letters are a clue or spell out something that will help us figure out what to do," he explained, hoping this would help them make a breakthrough with the puzzle.
"Read them off and I will write them down," Hermione told him.
"Right, r, y, b, g, o, w. Got them?" he asked as the last letter on the dice came into vision.
"Yeah, r, y, b, g, o, w. . . There is no way this spells out anything with these letters," Hermione proclaimed if she red the letters out loud again.
"Maybe two words?" Harry asked, looking hopeful.
"Hmm. . . I can't think of anything," Marik admitted as he tried to come up with something.
"I can't think of anything either. I think even with these letters we are looking at it the wrong way," Hermione said, looking puzzled and annoyed.
"Well let's think about what we see and what we have found so far. Maybe it will clear our heads," Harry replied.
"Six sides of the dice, and six strands of magic on the door," Marik said first, thinking about what else they had discovered in the room.
"And each side of the dice has a distinct color that matches a color strand of magic on the door," Harry added.
"And there is also one random letter written on each corner of the dice," Hermione finished and the dungeon room went to silence as they all stood there deep in thought.
"Wait! What if the letters aren't random, look!" Harry said and pulled them back closer to the dice. Marik looked on hopefully.
"What am I looking at?" Marik asked still confused.
"R is on the red side of the dice, y is on the yellow side, b is on the blue side, etc. The letter matches the color on each side," Harry answered him, looking happy at his discovery.
"Okay, so maybe the letter stands for the color, but what does that mean?" Hermione asked, looking still lost on what to do.
"The Sorting Hat saw even a teacher casting bright colored spells! In one of the rooms in the story the Sorting Hat stumbled across a room where a teacher was casting bright colored spells, maybe we have to cast spells that match the colors," Marik answered in excitement.
"That does line up and make sense. . . what about the letters though?" Hermione replied, still deep in thought.
"Maybe the letter is the first letter in the spell too? So for the red side we have to cast a red colored spell that starts with r?" Harry said throwing out a guess, not sounding to sure of the answer himself.
"It's our best bet right now, let's try it out!" he said, his mind already trying to think of a spell.
"Does anyone know a spell that starts with r that is red in color? My mind went to reducto but it is blue," Harry asked them.
"Let's try a spell that is red first but doesn't start with r to determine if the letters have significance first. For all we know they could be used for something later on, or just be there to throw us off," Hermione told them after a few moments of thinking.
"Do we know what will happen if we get it wrong though?" Harry asked them.
"No, but I guess there is only one way to find out. Let's try stupefy first, it's red but starts with s," Hermione told them and she was the first to raise her wand and aim it at the red side of the dice. "Stupefy!" Hermione shouted the spell and the blast of the red stunner flew into the dice where it was absorbed. For a few moments nothing happened, but after a few seconds the dice began to spin at insane speeds in the center of the room.
"DUCK!" he screamed as a wave of red stunning magic came flowing outwards towards them, filling the room with red light. The three of them managed to dodge the spell just before it flew right where they had been standing a second earlier.
"Okay, so let's not do that again please," Hermione said as she fixed her robes and stood up.
"Good idea," he huffed out, wiping the dirt off his robes.
"So back to plan A, we need a red spell that starts with r. If that doesn't work it's back to the beginning," Harry added and again they all went back to trying to think of a spell.
"I'm an idiot! Rennervate is red in color!" Hermione announced to them, she looked upset that it had taken her so long to think of the spell.
"Okay, you get to try it out since you came up with it," he told Hermione and backed away from the dice and behind Hermione, prepared to dodge another blast of magic. Hermione waited for the red side of the dice to make its way around to her before she raised her wand.
"Rennervate!" she cast the spell and a jet of red light shot from her wand and collided with the dice. This time the dice continued to slowly rotate as it had been before, the only difference was that the red face of the die was glowing a little brighter.
"Well did it do anything?" Harry asked, looking around the room. All of them stood still ready to dive at any second to dodge a spell.
"Look at the door! There are only five strands of magic now. The red one is gone now too!" Hermione proclaimed and sure enough as he looked over at the door he could see she was in fact right.
"Looks like we figured it out then," he replied with an accomplished grin.
"One down and five to go," Hermione added with a satisfied smile.
"We should split the rest up so we are not wasting time. Marik you are in charge of w, and o. Hermione you take y. And I will take b, and g," Harry ordered them and they all nodded their heads and immediately started to think of some spells.
The w spell was an easy one to think of for him, and for once their Durmstrang charm's lessons had actually come in handy. The witeluxigo spell was a white-flame spell that they had gone over in class a few weeks back during their flame spell lessons, and would emit a bright white flame when cast. So that left him with just needing an o spell. After a minute or two of thinking though the oppungo, attack-conjuration spell came to mind.
One by one, after they each thought of spells, they lined up to cast them at the dice. Hermione started off casting the yellow, yellernovo yelling spell on the yellow side of the dice. Harry followed by casting the blue, bendculum bending spell on the blue side of the dice, and the green, glisseo spell on the green side of the dice. Marik was the last to go and started with the white fire spell on the white side of the dice and finished with the orange oppungo spell on the last un-glowing side of the dice.
As soon as his spell collided the entire room began to shake as the last strand of magic left the door. With a loud thud the dice fell to the floor sending a wave of dust throughout the room. As the dust cleared a loud scratching sound echoed throughout the dungeon room as the large door on the wall slowly opened, allowing them entry into the next room.
"One down," Harry started to say.
"Who knows how many more to go," he added with a grin as the three of them made their way into the next room.
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