As the blood hits the table, a loud rumbling noise is heard. Gears are clicking and the table slowly rumbles away from the hole it was guarding. Witherslivk jumps without hesitation. You stick your leg into the hole. A hand grabs you and pulls you down. "Montrosier! One more wrong step and you will be for dinner!"
There is a long dark corridor with black granite steps. The light gets dimmer and dimmer, the more the table moves. You climb the stairs, finding yourself in Malfoy Manor. Gasping in fear, you trip, and pull on the robes of the person in front of you.

Lucius Malfoy flicks around, his glare that used to be hard and cold, now crazed and old. "Why is there a little Hogwarts girl in my house?!" bellowed Lucius. Witherslivk, who's potion is wearing off, looms up to him and says "Its Montrose Montrosier. We used Polyjuice. It has not warn off yet." Witherslivk had a thick German accent, and Lucius semmed very afraid of him. By this time the Polyjuice had worn off. Witherslivk was a very tall, wide shouldered man. Her had black stubble on his face, and a tangle of black hair upon his head. His gnarled face was scarred and mangled. You are now shaking as a long cloaked man steps out. You hear a hiss and then "Montrosier. Witherslivk. I wish to see you both."



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