Simon shrugged. "
I don't really know, but Gurion mentioned it. Judging by how he phrased it, it sounded like a bad thing that Mars wasn't shining too brightly that month," he explained. If the centaur had thought that it was bad then it HAD to have been bad. He shrugged again. "
Could be someone or something. But I think it must be some type of creature who has changed something in the ecosystem of the forest or has cast some sort of enchantment. I'm aware that it doesn't make a lot of sense, but its the only way I can justify what's happening."
He didn't even know if that made sense. He hoped Agatha was following. She was a smart girl. He was sure she would be.
HER UNCLE WAS THE GROUNDSKEEPER?
Big, scary, buff guy?
GULP. He took a deep breath and made a mental note not to cross Agatha (which he didn't think would be too easy to do after seeing how well the two got a long at the moment). "
Ohh.. Okay, that makes sense. I had assumed that your Uncle had worked here but I didn't really know much else," he said rather lamely.
Simon nodded slowly. He did have a home but it was on the other side of the globe. Would he even be able to get there if the harsh winter persisted? Who knew? "
I do have a home, but its all the way over in Australia. If they did let us leave then hopefully the flying conditions wouldn't be too bad," he explained. Yeah, cause then he wouldn’t have a home. Hopefully he could stay with either Cutty or Ethan. That’d be nice.
As soon as Agatha mentioned the ‘Cold Ones’, Simon grimaced a little. “
I do think so. It’s only a guess but I think that it could be possibly true,” he explained. He didn’t know for sure. However, after hearing people constantly complain about how unusually cold it was (unusually being the key word there) as well as all their lessons being about dealing with things that were outside (or having lessons outside in the cold), he was almost certain that it could be a possibility. He paused when she went on to suggest that perhaps Professor Romanos knew something about it all. “
I don’t know if she would, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask her, would it? We should go see her in her office.” If not now, later would work. Sooner than later. But then Agatha brought up a very key point to consider.
Could they trust the Professors? he repeated in his head. Simon hoped they could. He trusted Fuller and Botros (even if Bart had told him not too). He checked the common room to see if anyone else was there too and then lowered his voice to a whisper. “
I don’t think she could be behind it at all. She’s too nice, but then again, you can’t always overlook the nice ones. We should still go see her to see how she would react to it all.” Because if she reacted suspiciously then they would know what’s up. “
Who do you trust?”
Simon went into Sherlock Holmes mode. He began pacing around the room at the mention of the Cold Ones as he wracked his brains trying to remember their first D.A.D.A lesson. “
Well the Cold Ones origin is Antarctica, right? So how could they be up here?” he offered, “
Also, apparently back in the seventeenth century or something, an experiment to recreate the resurrection stone went horribly wrong. The residue from this ended up leaking into the ice. The wizards and witches who did not reside were laid to rest in that ice and made them into the Cold Ones…” He paused and his blue eyes widened. WAIT. “
What if that ice was somehow transported into the forest? Or what if the Cold Ones origin wasn’t Antarctica. What if it was from the North Pole instead?” His mind continued to be flooded with possibilities.