In the dimly lit alcove behind Hagrid's Hut, your friends and you think that you have found the perfect spot for a discreet smoke. Little did you know that Professor Tom Riddle, the Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor, has been silently observing you all from a distance.

"Enjoying a clandestine gathering, are we?"

Professor Riddle emerges from the shadows, his piercing gaze locking onto each of you in turn. His expression is an unsettling mix of amusement and disapproval as he admonishes you for your reckless behavior. As your friends hastily decide on an escape plan, bolting into the cover of darkness, panic roots you in place. Frozen by fear, you can't will your legs to follow suit, and you find yourself standing alone in the glow of the professor's wand.