June ??, 1894 — Diagon Alley, London

If I’m on the road, you’ll have a decision to make. If you find me in a drawer, you’ll be ready to eat. A riddle. It's no worse than any dreampt up for the password to the Ravenclaw tower, but you still must find the object, must take it to... Oh no! The directions have been smudged! Does that say "Fudge" or "Flourish"?

Cadogan Glynn Nicodemus Dursley

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21 June 1894 - Diagon Alley

Despite being a Ravenclaw, Cadogan wasn’t particularly fond of riddles, but at least this one wasn’t a head scratcher. Not like some of the riddles to get into the common room last year, which proved to be almost impossible from time to time. If it wasn’t for having his supplies completely taken care of for the next school year, he wouldn’t have bothered to leave the Glen at all.

He turned toward his companion, thanking his lucky stars it was a fellow Ravenclaw. Surely he was good at riddles. Cadogan offered Nico a smile. “A fork.” Which was the obvious answer, followed by squinty eyes as he tried to determine where they were meant to go. “It has to be fudge, because you eat it with a fork.” Plus Flourish & Blotts could be a little overwhelming with how many books they fit into a single space, and Cad wanted to avoid that if he could.

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This first clue was almost too easy and he chuckled as his housemate swiftly figured it out. "I agree. That must mean we ought to be going to the Fudge & Son Desserterie," Nico said in agreement. "I have a feeling our next scavenger task will likely involve having to eat something. Shall we?" He waited for the other before starting off towards the eatery.

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Cadogan grinned, appreciating the simplicity of the first clue. "Absolutely, let's head to the Fudge & Son Desserterie," he said, falling in line with his housemate as they started to head over there. He didn’t have too much of a sweet tooth, but if they had to eat something weird, Cad was all for it. He really enjoyed the idea of having his supplies paid for.

“I hope it involves food. I’m hungry.” A laugh escaped him as he turned to look up at the shop, the scent of chocolate and sugar wafting through the air. Cadogan turned toward the other. “Should we split up and see if we see anything weird? The store is small, so we should be able to see each other.” He wondered if maybe it didn’t involve something to eat, but taking a potion of sorts. Now that sounded kind of terrible.. But he’d do it, if need be.

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"I could go for something sweet myself," Nicodemus said with a chuckle. He nodded in agreement to his partners suggestion and went to the other side of the room. He had not been looking for very long when he noticed a rather large bowl of fudge sitting on one of the tables. He walked over and saw two forks. "Found the forks from our first clue," he called out to the other Ravenclaw.

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Cadogan perked up once he heard his name called, trotting over to where the other Ravenclaw was. “Fudge and forks? Sounds perfect to me.” The bowl of fudge was indeed impressive, the two forks gleaming, like they were waiting to be picked up and used. He eyed the fudge, practically tasting it in his mouth already… “But it can’t just be as simple as eating fudge, right?”

They were going to find out. Cadogan picked up one of the forks and twirled it thoughtfully between his fingers, waiting for something to happen. Nothing did, at least not until he went to stab it into the fudge. The sweet leapt from the table as if it was a chocolate frog and bounced onto the ground. “What in the…” He went to go step on it but the piece of fudge bounced under one of the display cases.

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