Chapter 133 – Invisibility Cloak
I was expecting some trouble to come our way that day, but it remained strangely silent. I don't know what Grindelwald did, but it was as if nothing had happened. Of course, we skipped the rest of the classes because, unlike the teachers, the students were constantly buzzing about it. So, we simply took off and spent the rest of the day above the vast fields, flying around and doing nothing but sightseeing. Dimitris had to do it many times because he was an excellent guide, taking us to old, fascinating ruins without vampires this time.
But the real show started after sunset. We returned at dusk, hiding away within the castle, and after it was late enough, sneaking down to the cellar was effortless —maybe even too easy, which I told them, too.
"They shouldn't know about it." Dimitris argued, but we had been burned too many times to take it easy, so Quincy and I left behind a few spells at the room's entrance. It would trigger the moment anyone tried to cast any spells and hone in on its source with a powerful attack.
Finally returning to the place, Quincy couldn't help but smile when the spectral version of Grindelwald appeared before us. Gently waving her wand, she used a few detection spells, but nothing showed any reaction to it. It could have been for multiple reasons, so it was not like there were no other traps here, masked by Grindelwald's old machinations.
"Let me hear its riddle; maybe it changed." She exclaimed, walking up to the shade.
"I thought we would just... investigate." I murmured with a shrug, but I wasn't going to stop her. If we can take the casket away, so be it.
"In twilight's veil where shadows glide,
A shroud of whispers, unseen guide.
Through realms of mist, I softly tread,
Embraced by secrets, all unsaid.
In whispered hush, I'm but a wraith,