The sharp scent of cologne mingled with the acrid tang of smoke, weaving through the ancient stone corridors like a silent warning. Echoes of distant screams and biting taunts drifted faintly on the air, stirring a restless energy within the castle’s shadowed halls. By now, it was easy enough to suspect one of the twins was behind the commotion—a mischievous prank unfolding as usual—but a flicker of curiosity nudged at you. The question lingered: Would you dare to investigate?

The silence that followed was almost heavier than the noise, as if the castle itself was holding its breath. Each step toward the source felt measured, the weight of anticipation pressing on your chest. What would you find lurking beyond the corner—the harmless tricks of the Weasly twins, or something far more unsettling? The choice to move forward was yours, and with it came the promise of discovery... or trouble.