ARCANUM
Date: November -- 2026
Mentions: @Electra Mercier
W|C: 563
OOC: Hi! I'm excited to RP with you
The library was quieter than usual as most of Hogwart's students made their way toward the Great Hall for dinner, leaving only the occasional student who had either lost track of time, working on a near deadine or simply liked hanging around books. Elisha is one of the latter though it isn't simply the reason she was here. Elisha quietly walked past the more populated parts of the library,going straight towards the back. There isn't much reason for anyone to come this way unless they were specifically searching for a place to snog. Something she had heard from her gossiping seniors.
Her eyes scanned the area until she found the one she was looking for. A seemingly ordinary shelf prop against the wall, with a burnt lower edge on the left side. Elisha glanced over her shoulder before reaching toward the books. One. (ARticulating better) Two. (CAn you do better than a muggle?) Three. (NUMbness: signs of a sociopath)
Books that have a wrong format of capitalization, yet when read together forms the word ARCANUM. The latin word for mystery,secret, or hidden things. She carefully pulled each one from its place, rearranging them in the particular order she had memorized. The process was almost second nature by now. She took a small step back and paused after placing the final book, waiting.
Not long after, faint click came from somewhere within the shelf as the three books glimmer faintly for a second. A small smile tugged at her lips as the bookshelf shifted, revealing a narrow entrance hidden just behind it. Elisha slipped through without hesitation, and the moment she stepped inside, the shelf quietly returned to its original position behind her.
She dusted her clothes and walked inside the place, the room was exactly as she remembered it. It's size is the same as a classroom with 2 sofas facing each other on the middle a table in between them, a long working table on the right with a large chalkboard against the wall and a target practice area on the left. On the far back are a small shelves full of foods she had snucked from the kitchen. She set down the things she'd brought with her and settled into her usual spot, finally allowing herself to relax. With dinner going on downstairs, she knew she had a good amount of time before anyone was likely to come looking for her.
She read through her notes, practiced a few spells, and worked through whatever had been occupying her thoughts lately. Every so often, she would pause to scribble something down, only to return to her work moments later. There was something comforting about having a place where she could experiment and practice spells and potions. Eventually, Elisha glanced toward the time and sighed. She had stayed longer than intended. Gathering her belongings, she walked towards the chalkboard to scribble something. Just a small encouragement she'd like to give herself.
"Those who sow with tears will reap songs of joy"
Once she was satisfied, she approached the concealed entrance and repeated the process in reverse. Elisha stepped through, turned back, and carefully rearranged the books until everything looked exactly as it had before. With one last glance at the seemingly ordinary shelf, she turned away. Whatever secrets the library held, they were safe for another night.
"Ugh. Hopefully, the prefects hadn't started their patrol yet."
ARCANUM
The library was by far Electra's favourite place at Hogwarts. It wasn't only because she loved reading or was thirsty for knowledge,but also because it was the one and only place she thought was impossible to get lost in.
Or so she thought.
Because that evening,Electra,who was searching for a book she could use in an assignment, in order to impress her new professors and get their favour,found herself wandering in some unknown sections of the library. She stopped in front of a bookcase,to calculate where she was and how she could go back when she noticed a book,lying horizontally on a shelf. It was titled
"πΈππππππππ ππ π³πππππππ",and on the cover wad a spiraling staircase,looking dark and gloomy. A page was sticking out of the book,which immediately intrigued Electra who tried to take it off only for it suddenly to tear. Embarrassed and feeling like she just committed a crime,she whipped around,making sure nobody witnessed that when she heard a soft click from behind her.
The bookcase had rotated,revealing a room with sofas,a table and even a chalkboard.
Cautiously,Electra walked in,taking jn the size of the room. It didn't look used,however there was a message on the board:
"Those who sow with tears will reap songs of joy"
Electra tilted her head teying to recognize the handwriting?
Could it be some kind of test from the professors? No,they were above that. Maybe a prank from the prefects? But why would they bother doing that in a secret room. Either way,if Electra responded no one would knew who she was,and she loved a good debate,even though they were chances the person who wrote it wouldn't return to see if someone responded to them.
Nevertheless,Electra picked up a piece of chalk and wrote with elegant letters:
β¬ππ π½β΄π πΈπΆπ β΄πβ― π·β― πΈβ―πππΆπΎπ πΎπ ππΎππ πΆπππΆππ π·β― ππ½πΆπ ππΆπ? βπ πβ΄πππΉπ πΆ π·πΎπ πβ΄β΄ β΄π ππΎππΎπππΎπΈ πβ΄ πβ―...
Satisfied she put the chalk down and sat one one of the sofas for a while before taking out her assignments and finishing them.
Every time a sound came from outside she jumped,but no one ever came in so eventually, Electra had to go. She reversed the process she had followed to come in and much to her pride,it worked and she walked away,wondering who could the mystery person who left the first message could be.
Or so she thought.
Because that evening,Electra,who was searching for a book she could use in an assignment, in order to impress her new professors and get their favour,found herself wandering in some unknown sections of the library. She stopped in front of a bookcase,to calculate where she was and how she could go back when she noticed a book,lying horizontally on a shelf. It was titled
"πΈππππππππ ππ π³πππππππ",and on the cover wad a spiraling staircase,looking dark and gloomy. A page was sticking out of the book,which immediately intrigued Electra who tried to take it off only for it suddenly to tear. Embarrassed and feeling like she just committed a crime,she whipped around,making sure nobody witnessed that when she heard a soft click from behind her.
The bookcase had rotated,revealing a room with sofas,a table and even a chalkboard.
Cautiously,Electra walked in,taking jn the size of the room. It didn't look used,however there was a message on the board:
"Those who sow with tears will reap songs of joy"
Electra tilted her head teying to recognize the handwriting?
Could it be some kind of test from the professors? No,they were above that. Maybe a prank from the prefects? But why would they bother doing that in a secret room. Either way,if Electra responded no one would knew who she was,and she loved a good debate,even though they were chances the person who wrote it wouldn't return to see if someone responded to them.
Nevertheless,Electra picked up a piece of chalk and wrote with elegant letters:
β¬ππ π½β΄π πΈπΆπ β΄πβ― π·β― πΈβ―πππΆπΎπ πΎπ ππΎππ πΆπππΆππ π·β― ππ½πΆπ ππΆπ? βπ πβ΄πππΉπ πΆ π·πΎπ πβ΄β΄ β΄π ππΎππΎπππΎπΈ πβ΄ πβ―...
Satisfied she put the chalk down and sat one one of the sofas for a while before taking out her assignments and finishing them.
Every time a sound came from outside she jumped,but no one ever came in so eventually, Electra had to go. She reversed the process she had followed to come in and much to her pride,it worked and she walked away,wondering who could the mystery person who left the first message could be.