Chapter 45: Discussion With a Ghost
The doors swung open with a deep rumble, revealing a grand chamber filled with ethereal light.
The air shimmered with latent magic, the walls lined with intricate carvings of constellations and ancient runes, each pulsing faintly like a heartbeat.
At its center stood a figure.
She was breathtaking.
Rowena Ravenclaw herself, or rather, what remained of her essence.
Rowena was tall and regal, her dark hair cascading in loose waves to her waist.
Her piercing blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, framed by high cheekbones and a sharp, intelligent gaze.
She wore a flowing gown of midnight blue, adorned with silver embroidery that resembled the endless constellations above.
Upon her brow rested a diadem, identical to the one Nero had seen in the Room of Requirement, shimmering faintly with ancient power.
She smiled, her voice smooth and melodious. "Welcome, Nero. I am Rowena Ravenclaw, or at least what remains of her. You have exceeded my expectations."
Nero approached cautiously, bowing slightly. "Lady Ravenclaw, it's an honor. Thank you for allowing me to enter."