Riddles Ravenclaw Novels & Stories

She had a surprised look on her face, “It was on my path when I walked in here…” Edgar beamed with smiles, “The book has found you, you can finally fulfill your task!”, he flipped the pages for a while, “Yes!” “What is it?”, she leaned closer , “Raven keeper”, she read. “Yes Raven Keeper” Edgar read through for a while, “Yes Cleopatra this is it. It was what I thought. The reason you saw many ravens is because you do not just wield the magic of the ravens, you are the keeper of the ravens…

"She has Ravenwood Industries. You both have bird names in your company names." Zephyr smiled. "That's because both our families have a tradition of naming things after our heritage. Ravens are very smart birds." "We know," Alexander said seriously. "We read about them in our ornithology studies. Ravens can solve complex puzzles and even use tools." "You studied ornithology?" Zephyr asked, impressed. "At seven years old?" "We study lots of things," Adrian said matter of factly. "Professor Williams says we should explore all subjects and not just focus on one area."

He wants to ship me off to this bloody academy so he would continue being Alpha while I'm learning what exactly? This felt like exile disguised as honor. A way to get me out of his hair while he consolidated power. The thought made my blood boil. Bullshit, just bullshit. My eyes hardened with anger. Then I heard Riven continue, "The following names are chosen to come study at the Academy." He started listing names from each pack starting from Firstfell and I saw him call Tyrion's buddy from earlier and then finally he got to Grimwell. "Caden Gallen, Kaiya Wilson, Gretchen Everton

"He doesn't usually have friends at parties. He says most people at parties are boring." "That's not quite what I said," Rhys interjected, though his lips twitched with amusement. "And yes, this is my friend. Her name is Ravyn." "Like the bird?" the child asked with interest. "That's a pretty name. Birds are smart. Dad says ravens are one of the smartest birds. They can solve puzzles and remember faces." "They certainly can," Ravyn agreed, charmed despite herself. "And what's your name?" The boy glanced at his father, who gave a small nod of permission. "You can call me R," he said, clearly having given this answer many times before. "It's nice to meet you, Miss Ravyn."

•• Seleste’s POV ••• The iron gates of the Alpha Academy, the famous Ravenwood Academy loomed ahead, towering over me like steel sentinels. Everyone around me looked at me. Everyone was curious about who I was, but they all knew that a new student would be enrolled here today. It seemed to me that they were already expecting me.

His voice came through, hoarse, masculine, intimidating. For someone to be made a stakeholder in Ravenlake academy, they would not be ordinary, in terms of influence, wealth and spirituality. So if I made a slight mistake, my true identity would be found out. I took care of myself as my priority. He sat on the chair opposite me and crossed his legs. "Where is the glowing medallion?" He asked and I furrowed my brows. "I have no idea where it is." I replied to him, still avoiding his eyes.

Ares suggests while looking at Benjamin who nods with a worried expression. "Are you sure, your mother never told you much about them?" Benjamin questions, making me look to my grandmother, and Osric's mother, wondering if they have any idea what Ares means about the fountains. "I'm sure, she told me I would know when the time came, she always said he would hunt the raven, the lily, and the phoenix, I’m not sure what else it could mean," Ares answers, as Mummo and Mum stand up and move closer, both seem curious about what Ares is talking about.

Raven's eyes scanned around to make sure we were alone, just the both of us. "Claire darling, I've been in this pack since my childhood and I've heard quite a lot of unexpected and confusing things. I've heard whispers of mysterious events," she said, her voice low. "A being of immense, unyielding power, hidden for centuries." My mind raced. "What… Who is it?" I demanded. Raven's eyes locked onto mine. "I don't knowClaire, they're whispers like I said we aren't so sure yet," she admitted. "But I'll find out," she said with Determination etched on her face.

Cassandra, gathering her strength, yelled over the powerful melody, "We've faced your trial, Raven! Release him!" The raven lowered its head, locking eyes with her. "Your bravery and intellect have been tested. But the trial isn't over. To free your friend, answer this riddle: 'I am taken from a mine and shut up in a wooden case, from which I am never released, and yet I am used by almost every person. What am I?'" Cassandra thought for a moment, then whispered, "A pencil lead." The raven let out a triumphant caw, and the enchantment broke. Darius dazed, returned to their side.

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.