Someone posed an interesting question to me.
Just what does the Bloody Baron do all day?
That is a good question and since the saying is 'Curiosity Killed the Cat' well, I was safe to investigate in my Beagle form since he would have no idea that he was being followed by a curious reporter.
I transformed into my Beagle and set off to find the Baron.
I located him on the first floor, scolding Peeves for doing what he does best. Poor Peeves.
I didn't pay much attention cause frankly I didn't care what the Baron was saying, I knew the gist of it since I am sure everyone has heard the Baron put a stop to Peeves' fun before. When he finally stopped scolding Peeves he started to float up the steps to the second floor, passing students along the way. I scurried after him dodging the students who didn't like to watch where they were going to avoid being stepped on.
Think the Headmaster would frown on me taking a bite out of all his students?
Yeah, I thought so. Anyway, I kept following him up to the third floor, continuing on all the way to the Astronomy Tower. He then turned around and started going down the steps. I guess whoever was meeting him up there wasn't already there and he didn't want to wait.
I followed him all the way to the Dungeons before he turned around and started going up the stairs. This time he stopped at the Room of Requirements before backtracking to the Great Hall.
And back to the Astronomy Tower.
And back to the Dungeon.
Oh here is a new location. Oh yuck, Myrtle flooded the bathroom again. My poor paws. I am standing in toilet water. I do hope if someone used those toilets before she threw a fit again that they remembered to flush. Thankfully he was quick to leave.
And go back up to the Tower.
From there he went on a winding journey from Trophy Room, to Dungeons, to Divination Tower, to Dungeons, to Room of Requirements, to Dungeons.
He must really like the Dungeons, but of course he would since it was the home of the Slytherins.
The Baron then went back up to the tower and I collapsed on the floor behind him unwilling to move further. Maybe the saying should be 'Curiosity Killed the Dog.' It was certainly killing me right now.
I whimpered in pain as my little doggy legs were killing me.
'Are you done following me now?' the Baron asked.
I whimpered in agreement.
"Good," He floated through me sending a shiver through me and down through the floor.
Why couldn't he do that before instead of letting me chase him all day? Jerk.
I laid there pitifully.
Think someone can find me and carry me back to my rooms? I don't want to move.