Ravenclaw Riddles Novels & Stories

I noticed a glossy black raven sitting on a nearby perch with its intelligent eyes fixed on me. “Is that…?” “That must be the famous pet raven I’ve heard about,” Clara mused. I rose, cautiously approaching. The bird tilted its head, studying me with an eerie, knowing look in its eyes. I wracked my brain to recall its name so I could call out to it, but I couldn’t remember. “What’s its name?” I asked, peering at the almost iridescent black feathers.

"How can you not? It's such a strong scent—" Looking under the bed, Clara's jaw clenched. The bottle wasn't there! She was about to stand up when her eyes fell on the glass in the clattered stuff on the floor. Picking it up, she smelled it, only to scream and throw it on the bed. "It's wolfsbane! Oh..." She glanced between them and her grey eyes widened in horror. "Leah, I didn't mean to! What should I do?" Glancing at the bed, Damon recognized the glass he had drunk from the night before.

~Night in the North~ The band of the night anti-supernatural creatures were all set out all on standby against the time the enemy steps forth unaware of their secret formation and intentions. They are all following the lead of Raven. "Kai, can you hear me now?" Raven asked tapping the piece plugged to her ear. "Yes Raven. Very clear" "I'm with Delilah. Check with Archie and the rest. Any time from now, we might spot something fishy around. I think they are probably thinking of setting a trap for us tonight"

Let me see your finger," Raven said. I showed Raven my finger, and she quickly pricked my finger with a needle. "What are you doing?" My mom asked "I am casting a spell to find Claire's location. Since Gwen is Claire's Mate and they have finished the Mating Process, I should be able to track her with Gwen's blood," Raven said Raven took a bowl from her bag and put the same green liquid inside. Then, she put the needle she pricked my finger with into the bowl. It started to boil and turn a bright yellow. Then, she took something that looked like a compass and put it in the liquid. After a few minutes, she took the compass out.

Shadow creatures poured through the breach, followed by something that made my soul recoil in terror. A Shadow Lord strode into the chamber, its form shifting between dimensions. Behind it walked a familiar figure that made my heart sink. Lord Ravenclaw, but not as we had last seen him. His body was wreathed in shadow magic, his eyes glowing with borrowed power. "Did you really think it would be that simple?" he asked, his voice layered with unnatural harmonics. "That you could perform your little ritual without interference?" "Ravenclaw," Prince Kael snarled. "You should be dead."

It became a piece of a stretch, however, he felt like there have been a few kinds of connection among them. "However, I do not clearly understand approximately the details. Urban legends... Or ought to I say, extra like odd rumours in college. Probably counts as one of every one of our college's Seven Wonders. Solving the thriller of the 'Witch,' the Occult Research Club... Something like that maybe?" "Witch!?" Hearing her repeat the term, Raven unwittingly moved in the direction of Helena. Instantly, their faces nearly touching, they might experience every different's breath.

It dances while sipping its tea, bows as it sees her presence, and the voice once more asks. “You got the riddle, answer the question. He who is seeking, he that will be known, in this tea time, who is he?” Closing her eyes firmly for a moment as she took a deep breath in, looking up once more, she smiles as she whispers. “The March Hare.”

With a clumsy gait, he climbed onto his shoulder, digging his sharp claws in even harder to hold on. “Is that him?” Clan leader - Alud? - The man asked the raven. The bird nodded silently. - Great. What are others? Did you find your goals? - Raven shook his head in confusion, waited a couple of seconds and made a quiet gurgling sound, absolutely ugly, but deep and varied.

I opened the latch; the raven hopped inside, eyes glowing red in the candlelight. My fingers trembled as I took the scroll. The raven croaked once and vanished in a swirl of shadows.

"The Alpha has called this meeting because he has recovered a memory from the ambush." Curious murmurs spread across the room. One of the elders leaned forward."What memory?" Rowan's gaze swept across everyone gathered. "Before I lost consciousness... one of the cloaked figures spoke to me." The chamber became still. "I couldn't understand him then. But I remember now." He paused."He said... 'Find the Raven.'" The words echoed through the chamber. Most of the elders exchanged puzzled glances. "The Raven?" one warrior repeated. "I've never heard that name."