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The Whomping Willow 
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The Willow eyed this kid, it diiiiiiddddd. It LIKED the big talk. BIIIIGGG talk. But it didn't like being threatened, no siiireeee.
Branches came down, not hitting the kid or anything but swaaayyiiiiinnggg rather threateningly. The door that popped up behind them had a keyhole that peeped out through their midst, this keyhole being the same shape as the runes in the rune bags the students had been provided - each rune in the bag could fit into it and serve as a key.
The following words appeared on the floor...
I stand for the light.
Jera or Dagaz? Take your pick. The Whomping Willow doesn't like to waaaaiiiiiiitttt!
It seemed like the Willow listened to what Willie was saying, which made the puff grow a little egoistic. He puffed his chest out with pride of what he's done. He just made the Willow scared of him. Oh yeah.
Who's the man now, huh Willow? BOYA.
But then the branches came down towards him. In an instant, he had his wand out, pointed at it threateningly. "Oii, be carefuh," he warned it, eyeing the branch that was swaying. He didn't like things that swayed.
He heard a pop, causing him to turn around. "Ah, thas where the door was." Willie muttered to himself, pocketing his wand and heading towards the door. He looked above the door at the words that were forming and immediately frowned. He hated reading.
"Light? Light? Hm." He didn't really know what to choose, but being himself, he opened his bag, ruffled through it and pulled out a Dagaz. "Well, this came out," he murmured, placing the rune on the keywhole.