Don't go into the Forbidden Forest
written by Haunted Hunter and OCs
This is my story, the one that turned me into a ghost. Listen to me, and don't make the mistake that I did.
Last Updated
05/31/21
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2
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684
The Story
Chapter 1
It was my first year at Hogwarts. I was so exited. I knew exactly what house I was going to be in, though. I come from a long line of Ravenclaws, and I was proud of that. As soon as I got off the train I already had about three friends. I was very popular at the muggle school I went to.
So we get sorted into our houses, We have the feast, and go to sleep. The next morning, though, a lot happened. Our first day was going good until everyone started talking about the Forbidden Forest. Apparently, some professor said that a griffin got loose from the dungeon or something. Now, all my friends were like "Ooh, let's go find the griffin" and stuff.
But we didn't. Not until the second year, though. When I got there my second year, I was surprised the griffin was still there. It had probably been living off the Unicorns or something. So anyway, we heard some professors were heading out there tonight. So my friends somehow convinced me to go. So I did. When we got there we split up and looked for the griffin. They all didn't have any luck.
Then I heard a scream. As I ran toward it, I saw one of the professors sprawled out on the ground. I looked around but I couldn't see anything. Then I heard a deep scratchy voice mumble out some spell. "Who's there?" I yelled, hoping someone would answer. "Hello there." the scratchy voice belted out. "Wasn't very smart of you to come out here, now was it?" it said slyly. "N-No." I stammered, wondering why he was talking to me.
"Heh heh." he said. "You must be wondering who I am." "Well if you must know, my name is Tom Riddle." he said. "Tom Riddle?" I asked. "You're that student who's always causing trouble!" I said. "That was disrespect." said Tom,. "That's why I put a spell on you."
So we get sorted into our houses, We have the feast, and go to sleep. The next morning, though, a lot happened. Our first day was going good until everyone started talking about the Forbidden Forest. Apparently, some professor said that a griffin got loose from the dungeon or something. Now, all my friends were like "Ooh, let's go find the griffin" and stuff.
But we didn't. Not until the second year, though. When I got there my second year, I was surprised the griffin was still there. It had probably been living off the Unicorns or something. So anyway, we heard some professors were heading out there tonight. So my friends somehow convinced me to go. So I did. When we got there we split up and looked for the griffin. They all didn't have any luck.
Then I heard a scream. As I ran toward it, I saw one of the professors sprawled out on the ground. I looked around but I couldn't see anything. Then I heard a deep scratchy voice mumble out some spell. "Who's there?" I yelled, hoping someone would answer. "Hello there." the scratchy voice belted out. "Wasn't very smart of you to come out here, now was it?" it said slyly. "N-No." I stammered, wondering why he was talking to me.
"Heh heh." he said. "You must be wondering who I am." "Well if you must know, my name is Tom Riddle." he said. "Tom Riddle?" I asked. "You're that student who's always causing trouble!" I said. "That was disrespect." said Tom,. "That's why I put a spell on you."
