After several days of practice, Wyzett finally managed to adapt—albeit barely—to life with a leaf tucked in his mouth.
He discovered that with a deft application of the Levitation Charm, he could subtly control the leaf inside his mouth. By casting the charm just as he opened his mouth to speak or eat, he could keep the leaf floating steadily, preventing it from being spat out or accidentally swallowed. The leaf would simply hover, never interfering with his tongue.
Of course, it looked undeniably odd. Whenever he spoke with other Ravenclaws, they'd glance at the leaf and ask, half-joking and half-concerned, whether someone had poisoned him, or if he needed a professor's help.
And it wasn't just Ravenclaws—students from other Houses who knew him would express their concern whenever they saw the leaf.
Hermione and Harry from Gryffindor both suggested he try a bezoar, insisting it was a powerful antidote. Harry, face grave, swore by its effectiveness—he'd learned about bezoars from Snape himself, after much difficulty, so it had to be true.
Ron chimed in, reminding them all that it was during their very first Potions lesson last year that Harry's ignorance about bezoars had set him on a long, point-losing journey.
The Hufflepuffs—Hannah and her friends—were even more direct. They brought him bundles of top-quality burdock root, having heard from Professor Sprout that burdock was excellent for detoxifying and could even ward off certain curses.
Even Draco Malfoy from Slytherin offered his help, saying that if Wyzett needed it, he could procure antidotes straight from St. Mungo's. Apparently, St. Mungo's was currently distributing a limited batch of an exceptionally potent antidote, far superior to anything else on the market.
Surrounded by so much concern, Wyzett felt a genuine warmth bloom in his chest.
Time and again, he patiently explained that he was merely practicing a kind of magic—he wasn't poisoned, nor was he cursed.
…
While adapting to his new leafy routine, Wyzett was also eager to uncover the secret hidden within the memory left by Helga Hufflepuff.
When he tried to delve into it using the Pensieve in the meditation room, he discovered that accessing the memory required solving a series of intricate puzzles—each one centered around Runes. To unlock the true memory of Helga Hufflepuff, he'd need to unravel each riddle, a process that would take considerable time and effort.
Reflecting on this, Wyzett realized he might have set himself too many learning goals at once.
In Transfiguration, the arduous and time-consuming journey to become an Animagus was his top priority.
In Charms, he'd nearly mastered both the Obliviate and the newly learned Memoria Exhaurire. From one perspective, both were forms of mental magic, and he was eager to explore the connections between the two—how they might complement and enhance each other.
Meanwhile, in the realm of unconventional magic, Ancient Magic: Animus Imperium could be paired with the Oculus Magicae—the Eye of Magic. Using these on magical creatures could reveal the mysteries of their magical circuits, a subject that fascinated him deeply…
After sorting through his priorities, Wyzett reluctantly decided to move his study of Runes down the list.
Wyzett had never forgotten the promise he'd made to Fred and George.
One evening, when things were less hectic, he found the twins and led them to the mahogany cabinet.
The Weasley twins stared at the cabinet and burst out with identical, over-the-top exclamations. "Merlin's mini-skirt! So it really is here!"
"I knew there had to be something special about this place!" Fred pressed his nose to the wood. "Actually, we found this cabinet last year while dodging Filch."
"Such a gorgeous piece of furniture—of course it's hiding a secret!" George added, running his fingers over the gears. "We tried every spell we knew, but nothing worked. No matter what, we just couldn't get in!"
Wyzett only smiled, saying nothing.
Perhaps it was his arrival that had prompted Selena to grant access to the mysterious corridor.
Fred and George were practically bouncing with impatience. They stepped aside. "So how do we open it? We can't wait any longer!"
Wyzett raised his wand, pressed it to a metal disc on the cabinet, and nudged a small pointer.
"First, you move this pointer. Then the incantation is—'Here our time is engraved…'"
With a satisfying click, the gears spun rapidly. The disc transformed, unfolding into a metal door that revealed a shadowy staircase beyond.
The twins exchanged a look, their admiration genuine. "Brilliant!"
"Wyzett, let us scout ahead!" they said, and without another word, they squeezed through the doorway.
"These stairs go on forever!"
"These walls are thick as a troll's hide!"
Even the slow, creaking iron gate earned their praise. "The security here is top-notch!"
At the entrance, Fred and George struck dramatic poses. "You're the real discoverer—after you!" they declared.
Amused by their antics, Wyzett shook his head and stepped into the corridor.
The twins followed close behind, eyes shining with excitement. One looked left, the other right, then they swapped, scanning every inch of the place.
Fred clapped his hands in delight. "This place is massive! Compared to our old secret base, this is…"
"Practically another world!" George finished. "These walls look solid enough for any experiment!"
Arm in arm, they spun around in circles, bouncing with glee until they nearly toppled over.
Once they'd caught their breath, the twins wandered off to explore.
"These barrels are perfect—we can store all sorts of ingredients!" Fred called, his voice echoing from inside a barrel.
George propped up a suit of armor. "And these dummies! We can finally test spells on something that won't complain!"
To them, the place was a dream come true. Barrels, armor, even the cobwebs in the corners were worthy of praise.
"Huh… these books… why do they feel so weird?" George noticed the stacks of books. "Fred! Wyzett! Come check this out!"
Not long ago, Wyzett had conjured a simple bookshelf to store these peculiar, blank books.
Fred frowned, running his hand over one. "Looks familiar… feels familiar… I think we had something like this at home once."
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