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Headmaster Emile Rousseau
 Posted: May 18 2017, 06:37 PM
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The announcement had sent waves of excitement through the school and students, it had been two years since the last one so people had lost hope that the tournament would be returning to the school even though it was a tradition. It was almost certain considering the danger it presented many hoped they would not have it again and let it fade into history, if they didn’t it would definitely free up some space in the Mental Ward at St. Mungo’s. Though when had Hogwarts ever been concerned with the goings on of St. Mungo’s? Never, and it was highly unlikely they ever would be. Even though there had been some controversy over it due to the dangerous nature of the tournament the heads of the school would not be swayed from their determination to make this event happen, it was a critical part of the school and always would be. It was a school tradition; nothing was going to make the current administration not do it, least of all naysayers. The Participants, as well as their parents, knew the danger they were facing in this tournament and willingly consented to it. No one was ever forced to take part in the event; it was considered an honor to take part in it so naturally there were always plenty of volunteers.

You had to be reckless and not have any sense of self preservation to enter this tournament (or so most people thought), many a participants had been driven to madness and never recovered from it. In fact the last champion Clover Ravenbrook hadn’t been seen since graduation, which was par the course for the other participants. To be honest at least she had made it to graduation, some of the others had just vanished after the year was over and hadn’t been heard from again but surely nothing sinister had happened to them. Many people wondered why someone would want to subject themselves to something traumatic and potentially mutilating. Perhaps they didn’t know or understand how this tournament worked when it came time, or perhaps they themselves were simply out of their minds. Whatever the reason was people entered and participate, it made for a glorious event and much amusement for spectators and judges alike. Of course maybe amusement wasn’t the best term, maybe it just depended on how mad you were at the end of the day.

Earlier this afternoon Headmaster Emile Rousseau had summoned all the participants after lunch for pumpkin juice and biscuits under the pretext of discussing the coming tournament, however the devious man had actually slipped sleeping potion in both the biscuits and juice. The participants all filed into his office dutifully like the good little ducks they were, sitting down they took the snack he offered not once considering that it was a trick. Besides what kind of horrible professor would trick such sweet and innocent childern? Emile chuckled to himself as they all drifted to sleep; it was a trick he had used last time to get the participants to the arena. None of them had been in the last one and none of the participants of the last one were still in school so the new ones had no warning about his trick. Of course he didn’t feel bad about it; it was tradition and one of the only things he could do to repay the students for the headaches they frequently gave him. So perhaps he was just a bit sadistic when it came down to it, or perhaps it was just simply the nature of the game from now on. Certainly no one would be coddling the participants during this and much worse was guaranteed to happen to them, so if they couldn’t handle a simple trick and sleeping potion then they should reconsider taking part in this event.

As the participants woke up they would probably be a little confused finding themselves sprawled out in the tournament area as opposed to Emile’s office not to mention they probably had a bit of a headache. They could see the faces of the fans, friends, family, school, and loved ones watching them from the stands. However, soon they were shrouded in mist and faded from sight. The area quickly drew dark and a forest began to appear around the participant, the moon hidden mostly behind the clouds just the barest of bare from being full. Were you in the Forbidden Forest? Unfortunately only time would tell. If you were then it certainly couldn’t mean anything good at all, as it was still dangerous and brimming with horrible creatures who would eat you without a second thought. You should probably hope you were in a different forest; then again that didn’t mean it would actually be better than the Forbidden Forest, so perhaps you didn’t need to hope quite so much as with the Forbidden Forest you knew what dangers awaited you whereas this one was a mystery. Seeing a flash of white off to your left you can’t help but be curious, what else could possibly be here in the forest with you? Are you brave enough to find out?

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You can’t go forward by staying where you are so you must work to complete the task so you can get out of here. It was entirely too late to try and quit now, you had committed to this. Not to mention the fact they probably wouldn’t let you pull out at this point, you’d decided you wanted this fate. Besides, it would be dreadfully embarrassing if you quit now before it even really started and it would certainly only make you the mockery of the school if you did quit. Looks like you didn’t have a choice did you? Off to the left where you saw the blur is thick with underbrush and briars certain to stick you, and off to the right the trees are so thick it will be difficult to get through. If the participants turn around they will see nothing but pure darkness, and if they walked that way they’d soon hit an invisible barrier. Looks like forwards was the only way to go for the chosen participants, though one couldn’t be sure of what lie ahead of them.

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 Posted: May 19 2017, 06:58 PM
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David had never really expected to be picked for something like this. Eternal. House. Champion.The words fluttered through his brain as he headed towards the Headmaster's office. The Hufflepuff teen was fond of the newest head of the school because of the help the man had given when David found out about a few new things he could do.

He let out a large sigh as he entered the office. David apparently was not at late as he thought since not everyone had sat down yet. Silently thanking whomever was listening, the boy flashed a quick smile to everyone and noticed the juice and biscuits sitting on the table in front of him. Feeling nervous and wanting something to do, he picked up one of each and began to busy himself with the treats. Slowly, as the professor talked about the history of the championship and the glory that each student could win, David felt himself falling asleep no matter how hard he tried to pay attention.

It was a wonderful dream. Floating in midair. It was nothing like the fear he had of broomsticks, but more like just laying on a cloud while he slept. As he stirred, he found himself in an arena of sorts. I thought we were just going over... He rubbed his temples trying to think as it felt like his head was in a vice. People?

It took David entirely too long in his opinion to figure out what had happened. A small chuckle escaped his throat, but was cut instantly short as fog started to roll in. He appreciated the prank, but to begin the tourney in such a way where you are simply thrown into something so... unprepared.

It was more than what he could have ever hoped for. Stuck in a forest, with his wand and adventure all around. This is what David lived for, and what his grandfather had always trained him for. Too bad magic was never a lesson that was on survival tests. Heaving a great sigh, determined to find out what was going on, David recalled a few things his grandfather taught him: if you see light, advance but be wary. You can hide better in darkness but so can everything else.

Taking that note to heart, David took out his wand and started to prowl towards the glow off to the left. A smirk on his face. If he could have seen them, his eyes were rapidly changing through the spectrum of colors each attempting to display the complex and confused emotions running so high through him.

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 Posted: May 23 2017, 11:31 PM
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The trickery the participants faced seemed to cause a serious discord, what had they been expecting when they signed up for this challenge? A walk on the lawns was definitely not it, and to be fair a walk in the Forbbidden Forest would’ve been much more pleasant when it came down to it to be honest. Upon awakening you could almost sense the optimism of the participants dying, it was almost invigorating. Although perhaps it would give them the proper motivation to push on and make the most of this challenge, or if they were unlucky it would shut them down. If it did it would be most unfortunate because they hadn’t even been truly pushed anywhere near their limits yet, though all in good time.

It was surprising to see a Hufflepuff with so much ambition but perhaps that was why David had been selected for this challenge, but then again perhaps the judges thought he needed to be put in his place and this was exactly the way to do it. They were tricky, the judges, so it was really hard to tell exactly what they were thinking when they selected the chosen ones. It seemed like David had his heads too far in the clouds to realize the Headmaster was pulling a fast one on him, hopefully he (as well as the other participants) would be more aware from now on. The boy finally did come around after most of the others were off and gone but everyone did have a different pace when it came to doing things so no one would say he was behind by any means. Once realization began to set in it the boy quickly sobered and put on his business face. While he was right to go left to find the blur of white but he quickly became entangled in the briars.

Soon they boy’s clothes were torn and he was dripping little drops of blood here and there, nothing too serious though. Soon fire ants began to find him tangled in the brush, and made their way up his trousers as well as down his shirt. Once the found what they felt like was the perfect spot they began feasting on his flesh, of course they were just ants so all they could do was bite him but it still was far from a pleasant experience as it would’ve felt like every inch of his body was on fire from the bites. After some frantic brushing most of the ants would’ve been removed but the burning would linger for a little while. In his considerable flailing his shoe had come untied and as he reached the edge of the briar patch he snagged it and went tumbling down into a tiny spot free of briars.

The trees were growing thick now and the underbrush seemed more gnarled here then in the surrounding areas. In the distance a noise started so quietly at first that your subconscious just ignored it but it was growing, suddenly it was so pronounced you wonder how you even missed it. It was the ticking of a grandfather clock, just hearing it was slightly oppressive like it was important and should mean something to you but you couldn’t remember what or why it was important. Ahead of you off to the left again you caught sight of the white blur from before, was it something alive? Before you could make sense of anything your attention was shifted elsewhere when an awful shrieking sound pierced the air, forcing you to your knees and to cover your ears out of fear they may bleed if you did. What could make such an awful sound, and why would they put you in a forest with it?

Recovery from such a screech would surely take some time, hopefully you thought about investing in some ear plugs after that. Ahead by the hollow of a tree you could barely make out a hole, and it drew you to it for some reason. You knew you had to get to it so you could go forward, taking a step forward you were suddenly jerked back by an invisible force. Surely your tailbone was going to be a little sore now and had you bumped your head? Looking back towards the tree you saw something white there again. Was that a rabbit? Oh dear lord, why was he wearing a waistcoat? As quickly as he was there he vanished again, certainly you must have hit your head harder than you thought when the force grabbed you. The screech echoed off to your right and in came a mostly indistinguishable shape, all you could make out was the flapping of cloth in the breeze. Coming forward the shape quickly pulled a sword from it’s robes. ”Foolish Child you never should’ve entered my domain. I will be your undoing.” The creature charged, it’s skill with the blade clear. A thought entered the back of your mind as if almost placed there, perhaps the hole could save you.

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His trek towards the light gave David a bit of a sickening feeling. As he hit the briers it just got worse with his clothing starting to shred. The first drops of blood hadn't been that bad. Little drops here and there were more than commonplace on a farm, but as the thorns in the thicket seemed to grow thicker and the drops turned into little trails, David began rethinking his determination. He had always been one to work hard, but to volunteer for this?

Well, I did always like a challenge, and I already gave my word. The Hufflepuff teen sighed as he resigned to ignore the brier. Besides, it wasn't much different from the few times he had dealt with cotton. Yet, this is where he decided he made a most fatal mistake. Ants. David knew where there was one, there was a million, and yep... there was the million. He grumbled mostly for a little while as each bite was just a vague annoyance, but then they became more frequent and more often. His body no longer felt like it obeyed him but simply jerked and gyrated into the general direction he wanted it to. He had to keep moving and brushing for too long just gave more ants an easy target.

Once he couldn't take the pain of a million pincers checking his skin for another soft spot, David sat in the clearest section he could and began brushing until his skin felt cooler. Yes, he felt like each movement stung, but it was more bearable than the biting army. As he turned around and stood up at the same time, an unlaced shoe somehow wrapped itself around a thicket and stayed while the rest of him decided to keep moving. The first hit only knocked the wind from him, but it was the tumble that caused David considerable pain.

Looking around the copse of trees, David felt his head pounding to a funny rhythm. Bump-bump, bump-bump. My head... Bump-bump, bump-bump. Wha? The white light, or something, just dashed off to the left of David as he put the sound of his throbbing head to the memory of a clock. He shrugged off why he would be thinking of a clock at a time like this in just enough time to be hit with a scream that made his current headache feel like the most mild brain freeze ever. Covering his ears and curling up in the fetal position only made his neck hurt and didn't shut out near enough of the noise to make it worth while.

David lay there for what felt like ages. His head spinning and swimming in sound waves that his brain could not put together to make a single word. After finally reviving enough to stand, and wiping a bit of blood from the back of his head, the Hufflepuff teen looked around to gain his bearings. Hollow? He could have sworn there was something about trees in a forest and going down holes, but the memory just wouldn't surface. He decided to take out his wand again before taking a step forward. It was the next step that failed him he was wrenched away from his destination. Rabbit? Book. Tree. Hole... His mind was racing with the image of possibly a rabbit in a waistcoat looking rather impatient with him. Watch! He hadn't meant to yell, but he had figured out the story, but only in time to meet a different villain.

Cheer drained from him as he saw the apparition move forward. David understood in a few steps that he had no way of winning, but he could escape. He was quick enough, if he had a... he realized he was holding a wand. Magic was still not his go to for immediate answers. Thinking quickly of wanting to get away, he just needed the trees to help trip up the figure so he could make a dash. Pointing near the feet of the figure approaching, David cast his spell with the intention to run whether it worked or not. Impedimenta!

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There was much more to this competition then winning, and if the competitors hadn’t discovered that by now then there probably wasn’t much hope of them figuring it out ever. Every bit of them was about to be tested and as cliche as it sounded only the strong were going to survive, even then they were going to discover they weren’t as impenetrable as they thought. That wasn’t to say those who had been selected weren’t worthy of taking part in this challenge, just inevitably like the rest of life some were going to be better suited at this than others but even the most unlikely person could surprise everyone. This was the beginning of a journey for the majority of them and how they faired was completely up to them, well for the most part it was but they had to know that when they signed up for such madness.

David seemed to be sobering up a bit to the situation that was around him, it was almost admirable if he hadn’t already gotten himself into such a situation needlessly. One could argue that all the competitors had gotten themselves into this whole thing needlessly, but the promise of eternal glory seemed to make everyone greedy and foolish. What was surprising was the clock disoriented the boy more than anything else, however given each student faced something different in their journey you really couldn’t compare his reaction to the ants to anyone else’s as they didn’t face the same obstacle. What the clock meant no one could really guess, it might matter it might not but if it did only time would reveal that. (No pun intended.) David was lucky the forest didn’t wish anymore harm on him or it would have taken advantage of him curling up in the fetal position, it left him far to vulnerable and next time he wouldn’t get off so easy. The spell he cast hit the nazgul and allowed him a clean getaway from the creature to approach the hole.

Piercing red eyes stared at you as you approached the hole, the rabbit was obviously disgruntled with your lack of haste in this matter. Honestly he had much better things to do then follow you around like some glorified babysitter, he was seriously beginning to question how intelligent you actually were. He was neither impressed by the fact you hadn’t found the hole without being led directly to it as well as the fact you hadn’t managed to avoid being caught in the traps of the forest as you got herded. ”You stupid child, this took you far too long. It’ll be your skin now.” The rabbit snarled, yellow teeth smiling at you. You were taking far too long to get into the hole so the impatient creature bent over and shoved you, though you got caught on the edges of the hole. ”Gluttonous child, far too many sweets.” He hissed. Giving your bum a good hard kick you came free of whatever was holding you and went tumbling into the abyss.

At first it seemed like a normal hole you were falling in, tree roots and soil decorated the wall with an occasional bug or snake but the further you fell the stranger things became. It started with a rusty desk lamp that had a broken globe and then several other pieces of furniture began to appear, unfortunately they were all broken and in disarray. Rusty nails were sticking out of the wall several inches and you were most certain to get caught on some, hopefully you were up to date on your tetanus shot. The clutter of broken furniture grew and you almost certainly got injured on the various bits scattered around the tight hole. Suddenly you got caught on the hands of a grandfather clock, the hands seemed to snag your clothes for some reason even though they were clearly razor sharp. After some struggling and certainly cuts you considered you plunge downwards ricocheting between the walls. A quick bounce off the mattress you crash through a white and black tiled ceiling and splatter on the floor. After gathering yourself up you stand up to take stock of the room, oh dear is that a chandelier next to you? A moment too late you realize you’re actually on the ceiling and go tumbling to the floor again, the real floor this time. You appear to be in some sorts of bedroom, presumably in a house, and the only door is locked.


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David felt a surge of relief, energy and excitement as he neared the hole in the tree. This was what his grandfather had always done with him when his mother thought David ready. A test of strength and daring to see what you had learned over the past few seasons. He'd only ever made it through one, but still, this was the best way to learn. And the professors surely wouldn't let us die.... The thought hung there for only the briefest of moments before the rabid looking rabbit scolded him for his lack of wit and time management skills.

As David attempted to clamber through the hole, he was again insulted by the white rabbit. Calling names won't help! David said in a contained calm as he was kicked through the hole while at the same time losing the bottom left leg of his pants after one last kick from his horrible guide.

The fall wasn't so bad, a bit dreamy if anything, but it was the change in the hole that caught his eye and made David question what was happening even more. The dirt and root brambles he expected to see, and it didn't seem too odd to see the lamp and globe considering the rabbit was wearing clothing, yet furniture and rusty nails made him wonder where he might actually be falling to and if this was a really slow version of the Floo Network he'd heard other students talk about. It didn't seem right that the hole kept closing in though, and the torn leg of his pants ripped off completely after a rather jagged nail dug into it and caught on his shin.

Unable to ignore that pain, David pulled out his wand and tapped his leg. Episkey! He watched hoping at least the bleeding and pain would mostly stop. He had to hold tightly to his wand at that point due to the walls closing to a point where he was bouncing from one side to the other. Spotting a mattress he attempted to aim and hit, though he bounced a bit hard and went through the ceiling to land in a new room.

Standing up, it was a bit awkward to see that someone put a chandelier upside down on the floor. As he fell, David attempted to use the Cushioning Charm on the floor to soften his landing. Looking around, and spotting only one door, David ran to it to find it was locked, and with a key not immediately in sight he pointed his wand at the handle. Alohomora!

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To say getting out of the bedroom was the easy part was an understatement, there was so much more left to do in this quaint house. Okay so perhaps it wasn’t such a quaint house, one really couldn’t tell from the inside with minimal decor and it wasn’t like you could see out the windows to see what it was like outside. Even if you did manage to get the shades up after a great struggle all you would see is complete darkness with no disconcernable shapes so it wouldn’t be helpful to peek outside would it. Besides it was highly unlikely given what had happened so far that you were in any place that was good, and if it had looked nice outside it was likely only a trick to lull you into a false sense of security. Tricks like that were effective though, they often distracted you from something that was important and that you should’ve been paying attention to. The door swung open at your spell and revealed an average, albeit dirty, set of stairs that descended at a normal angle. As you were making your way down the stairs you were suddenly thundered over by the rabbit, he took no care of what bits of you he stepped on. ”Ruining my home and setting us behind. How did I get stuck with such an imbecile?” He spat angrily at you. The last you saw of the creature was his coat tails as he disappeared through the wall. Of course being magical you know how barriers like this work.

Stepping through was easy, you entered a new room that has a rancid smell and it takes a moment to notice your surroundings because the stench is so bad. How could the rabbit live in a dump like this? Broken furniture and filth was everywhere, not to mention nothing was sturdy. Speaking of sturdy the stair you now stood on crumbled causing you to roll down into the heap of trash at the bottom and god knows what else, oh you’re definitely going to need a shower now and to pray you don’t get some sort of deadly disease from all this filth. Actually, it was probably best you got a booster on all your shots as a precaution. Standing up you catch sight of a ratty desk in the corner and catch a glimpse of the rabbit disappearing out a door. Approaching it and leaving to follow your “friendly” rabbit should be simple right? Unfortunately after several tries it is apparent Alohomora won’t open this door, in fact the last time you tried the knob it bit your hand. ”Okay dumbass, I’m clearly locked. Try and turn me one more time without unlocking me and it’ll be your finger next time. Besides your arse is far too big to fit through me right now Fecker. Maybe you should consider a diet.” The knob sprouted sourly at you. Oh dear locked, that meant you must find the key.

Turning around you get the distinct feeling something in the room has changed but you can’t put your finger on it until you look over the room again three more times. That Raven wasn’t on the ratty desk earlier, or was it and you didn’t realize it? Either way the bird was watching you suspiciously so you better be careful eh? Now where in the world would the key be hidden in this room? Why did a rabbit live in such squalor anyways? It obviously wasn’t sanitary but then again he didn’t seem to care much about that kind of thing given his yellow teeth. Better start digging for that key, and how were you going to fit through that door? Oh well you’d think about that when the time came. All was good and well until you noticed there was no longer just one door in the room, there were probably more like a dozen now of various shapes and sizes. All required different keys, which one would get you out of here? The sound of the ticking clock sounded in the distance again faintly, looked like you better make haste.


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David hadn't thought of looking around the room, he had started to develop the single-mindedness of a predator. He took note of his surroundings long enough to make sure he wasn't in danger, but this rabbit, through this horrible game, was now his prey. The Hufflepuff could not attribute this feeling to anything he had felt before, but the surge of a different form of energy seemed to empower his steps as he started down the stairs. Just a few steps, and his courage high, David heard a thud but still could not get out of the way as his hated tour guide bowled him over. At least it wasn't as bad as the kick earlier.

Again with the insults! His frustration was being tested. David was finding that his grandfather's teachings on only being able to survive because of being able to control your self were more than just talk to calm a rambunctious youth. As he looked up, the coattails could be seen disappearing through a wall. Figuring it was just another barrier like he had seen all over Hogwarts, David pulled out his wand, and stepped through.

Gagging, and nearly retching, David was glad that he hadn't gotten to eat much in the Headmaster's office. The stench hit his nostrils like a million dung-bombs set off at once. He had only a moment to gather in the destruction that was this rabbit's hovel, because surely this was not a home, and the stair he had stood upon crumbled into nothingness. The fall was almost as bad as when he entered this garbage dump. Picking up a few more cuts and scrapes, but not feeling anything broken and finding no major cuts, David decided he would keep pressing on as he hoped there was some sort of magic cure-all potion.

He had learned to get up as quickly as he could now, and luckily he was able to glimpse the rabbit heading through yet another door. When is this cat-and-mouse game going to end? Am I the mouse? He shook these thoughts immediately when after the third attempt at opening the door failed and even it scolded him for being weighty. He furrowed his brow as he took the door's advice and not try another time.

Sighing and noticing a raven staring at him. He gave the bird a smile and wave. Was that....? No, I didn't notice. Well, maybe I just didn't. He debated with himself audibly as he neared the desk the Raven sat perched upon. Taking a look back to make sure he would remember where the door was, David noticed that the door was no longer there, but there were even more doors and they were all so drastically different that he wouldn't even have known where to begin. Sighing heavily the ever persistent David trudged up to the Raven. You don't happen to know which way I should go do you? The question was casual, yet earnest as the ticking of a clock came back to his ears. I mean, any help would be really appreciated. He appealed to the bird as he started searching the desk for keys.

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The great key debacle was truly an issue as the search progressed you found hundreds of keys, and obviously some of them were the proper ones but which one and for which door? Of course cleaning the room would also help but how clean was something truly? With the filth that had been in here you were still likely to catch a communicable disease. How someone could be so messy it was hard to say, but the rabbit’s house definitely looked like an episode of Hoarders gone wrong. Oh dear, was that dung you’d just stepped in? Now this whole thing was just getting to be unreasonable and completely unsanitary. It seemed like you cleaned an area of the room and found keys but as soon as your back turned the filth reappeared, how disgusting. The only silver lining in this whole thing was you seemed to have managed to finally find every single last stinking key that existed in this room, or you dearly hoped so because going through that hazardous waste again simply wasn’t an option. Your victory celebration was interrupted by the flapping of wings, how foolish were you to forget about the raven?

The bird launched itself from the desk and came speeding toward you faster than a freight train, swing your hands to try and spare yourself you end up flinging your wand half way across the room. The bird dive bombed you with it’s claws spread heading directly for your eyes, the bird repeated the action until it got bored. At that point it took to sitting on your shoulders and using it’s beak to savagely try and peck your eyes out, whatever you’d done to this bird it looks like you’d seriously offending him. Birds were such docile animals, you’d obviously done something amazingly stupid to set it off considering it seemed to be out for blood. After some struggle you finally managed to get the bird to leave you alone, although it returned to the desk in the corner it watched you wearily as if poised to attack you again at any moment. Looks like you needed to be careful and not set the bird off again.

In your search for keys you’d come across a ornate gold box and a bottle that seemed suspiciously clean so you’d decided to set them on a nearby table. One key you had found was tiny and beautiful gold, clearly matching the box you’d found. On a whim you opened it and found a delicious looking pastry inside it, the bottom of the lid contained a piece of parchment that said eat me. As soon as you noticed the parchment in the box one appeared on the bottle that said drink me. Well it was rather nice of them to provide refreshments but you weren’t quite ready for anything yet, getting out of here was far more important. You went to the first door and began with the keys, about thirty in you found the right key and swung the door open. The knob of course being disgruntled at being turned so hard bit your hand like the one early. It revealed a brick wall, well what good did that do? Cussing you went on to the next door and finally managed to open it as well, only to be met with horrible nazgul screeches and the bitten hand again. You repeated the process a few more times-knobs biting you each time- until door six swung open, it was miniscule. ”Aint fittin your giant arse through here.” It cackled at you before biting your hand.

By this point you were feeling rather famished and needed to think of a way to get through this door since it appeared to be the right one. Returning to the table you cautiously removed the cork from the bottle, the contents were blue and smelled surprisingly sweet. Of course it was fine so you took a big swallow of it, only to be met by the surprise of a lifetime. The liquid turned chunky like expired milk and tasted worse than one hundred year old eggnog, oh dear you wanted to retch. Suddenly your head felt funny and you realized all the furniture in the room was growing, no that surely couldn’t be right as furniture simply didn’t grow. If the furniture didn’t grow that only meant one thing, oh dear you were shrinking. Well that solved your problem about getting out the door right? Now that you were the proper size you could see a beautiful sprawling green lawn with a dirt path that lead to a forest outside the door, oh how pretty. Skipping forward you rejoiced in knowing freedom from this terrible house was now here. Everything was going marvelously until you tried to actually go through the door, instead of escaping you ran into a clear plexiglass barrier. Stepping backwards, clearly stunned the doorknob smirked at you. ”Wrong door dumbass.” It howled before slamming shut.

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Headmaster Emile Rousseau
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An awful screeching sound could be heard overhead, dear god what now? A giant eagle could be seen circling you overhead, and before you could take a moment it’s giant talons were headed right for you. Scrambling as much as you could you tried to escape the eagle but very quickly after you started your escape giant talons encased you. You flew through the air before the bird dropped suddenly, a few feet away it released you and you landed like a sack of potatoes. Standing up you took a deep breathe trying to get air back in your lungs where it belonged, though you were quickly overtaken by a cloud of choking smoke that made you feel lightheaded and almost high.

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It took a few minutes by the smoke finally cleared revealing the inside of the arena and the crowd erupted into cheers, by god you were finally finished! ”All participants will report to the Hospital Wing to be given treatment by Healer Lufkin. This is not optional. Well done!” Boomed Emile’s voice. Shortly after a few staff members entered the arena and escorted you back to the castle, past the screaming and cheering crowd.

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