Murder Mysteries
Ronald Weasley is dead. Find out why. And figure out who killed him.
( This should be fun) 😄
It was 1:30 in the afternoon when I recieved word on the murder of a student at Hogwarts. I was in my office at the ministry when I was told to investigate. I was eating my favorite pastry and drinking my favorite tea. I really liked that pastry. But that's not the point. This was a mystery for the ages. The mystery of the murder of ............Ronald Weasley!
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In about 30 minutes, I had arrived at the seen of the crime. There was the mangled body of Ronald Weasley lying on the floor of the entrance hall. There was a rather tasty looking pastry in his cold, dead hands. He appeared to have taken one chomp out of it. Then I saw three leaves on the floor, a yellow feather, a golden chain with hanging gold letters that spelled out MY SWEETHEART, a crumbled up piece of paper, and an empty potion bottle. This was going to be a hard mystery to solve. The mystery of the murder of ..............Ronald Weasley!
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I started with the crumbled sheet of paper. I un-crumbled it to find a picture of a girl and a boy. It was a very good picture, But a dark and messy pencil line separated the girl and the boy. The person who did that must have been upset about something to mess up the picture like that. I first asked around for someone who might have drawn the picture. My sources led me to a young man by the name of Dean Thomas.
ME: "So......did you hear about the murder of .....Ronald Weasley!
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DEAN: "Yeah. It was terrible. Who would do such a thing?"
ME: "Gee, I don't know. Maybeee.....YOU!!!!!!
DEAN: "Me? It wasn't me!
ME: "A likely story."
DEAN: "I'm telling the truth. I mean, I was mad at him because he didn't approve of me dating his sister. And I thought it was all his fault when she had dumped me. I felt horrible. But I would never kill him!"
I held up the picture.
ME: "So this is you and his sister."
DEAN: "Yes. I drew a line inbetween us because I was mad. Then I crumbled it up and threw it on the ground. Now may I go to potions class? Snape doesn't tollerate lateness.
ME: Yes. You may go, but don't leave town anytime time soon, mister.
That's when I realized. POTIONS! There was an empty potions bottle at the seen of the crime. Perhaps I should question Snape. Maybe this would get me one step closer to solving the mystery of the murder of...........Ronald Weasley!!!!!!!( dundunduuuun)
TO BE CONTINUED SHORTLY.................................................