Ronan walked into the next room of the challenges wondering how many more until he got to the end. He sighed and waited for the man to talk, his brow furrowed as he listened to the man speak, realizing that it was a bit hard to understand him.

However, after getting the jist of what he was supposed to do, the young man unholstered his wand and pointed to around the room calling out, "Bombus Locatus."

Magically, he felt drawn to the Muggle Item cabinet where he found one of the bombs and brought it over to a designated resting spot for the items before holding out his wand and calling out once more, "Bombus Locatus."

This next spell seemed to pull Ronan towards the Division heads' desks and he walked over to them. Checking under the first desk, he realized that there was nothing there. His brow furrowed and the young man moved on to the second desk. "Aha!" Ronan said with an accomplished call and he brought the second bomb and brought it over next to the first one.

For a third time, Ronan cast the revealing spell, "Bombus Locatus." This time, it pulled him towards what appeared to be an interrogation room where he found the bomb, a satisfied grin on his face as he brought it over to the other two bombs.

Now on to the locks.

Luckily enough, Ronan was able to get all the locks correctly the first time. He pointed to each lock in turn and called out the four that were the right ones.

“Radial Unlockus!”

“Lunar Unlockus!”

“Pyramidium Unlockus!”

“Spherus Unlockus!”

The young man called out each of the spells in turn to unlock the potions from the casings. Ronan picks up the potions and brings them over to the bombs so that he can look to diffuse them.

Looking down at the clues, Ronan began to think up what colors looked like royalty. ‘Blue and Red perhaps?’ he questioned himself and then poured the mixed potions together and the bomb diffused. The young man grinned to himself and continued on his work.

The second note meant something about the city and how it might not be the best color. Walking around in the pitch dark was never a good idea. Perhaps that would work best, and black is usually paired with white. Ronan poured the two potions together and watched as the second bomb diffused.

Finally, the last note. Spring equals green. Looking down at the colors, Ronan frowned not seeing green and realizing that he would have to combine two potions to make the color he wanted. Picking up the blue and yellow potions, he poured them on the third bomb and watched as it diffused.

Looking over to the authoritative figure of this challenge Ronan called out, “Sir, I believe that I have completed the challenge.” Hopefully it would be enough for him to be able to move on to the next challenge.