Patroclus was a little confused, he had thougth that if any number in the maze was going to get him out of here, it should have been 9....get it completion, Duh!

But it seemed that was not the case, as the boy was still lost in the maze. And he was getting hungry. He had remembered the chocolate given to them by the professor, but it had been crushed by the mummifing bandagers, so he had to go hungry.

Turning a corner, Patroclus had the slightest incling, that on the other side of his wall was the exit. The feeling had come out of nowhere, but he thought it a good enough hunch. Pointing his wand at the wall, the boy cried, "Bombarda!" it was bound to work, it was his favourite spell and he was great at it.

As the light erupted from the wand tip, and flew at the wall, Patroclus braced himself for masses of flying debris, but it was not debris that went flying. As the spell connected with the wall, a bone cursh Boom echoed though out the maze, and its reuslting shock way sent Patroclus flying into the other wall.


His eyes dazed, his back throbing and his ego well and truly bruised, the boy laid there, not wanting to get up. He knew that blowing the wall down, was to easy, but it had not stopped him. 'Worth a try! he had decided'

Looking up at the perfectly unblemished wall, Patroclus heart sank, he was still trapped. The boy had not come across another student the whole time, and instantly his mind flooded with images of everyone sitting outside waiting from him, laughing at his dismal progress.


Then a Miracle happened, before his eyes the Maze began to waver, then disappear, and it's place stood the Professor, and she had Ice Cream!

Boo YeaH!