BEAM. BEAM. BEAM. Ella had done it! Not that the first riddle was particularly hard but still, BEAM.
Entering the second room, the third year was happy to see that it was slightly bigger... even if it was only by a tiny bit. Oh! And the riddle was already there. Best to get writing.
Hmmm...a jolly ghost? Well there were several nice ghosts floating about the castle. At least she could ignore the female ghosts. Stroking her imaginary beard, the third year bit her lip. Forgiving til the end? Hey! Grin. Maybe it was...
She folded her parchment when she was finished writing, placing it through the slot.