The Weight of a Legacy

The fire crackled softly in the Ravenclaw common room as Ezekiel sat alone, Rowena Ravenclaw's ancient journal open before him. The flickering light illuminated the faded ink, each word carrying the weight of centuries past.

"Magic is not merely power—it is understanding. True wisdom lies in unlocking the hidden potential of one's soul."

Ez ran his fingers over the old parchment, his mind racing. If Rowena Ravenclaw had written this, what had she discovered that had been forgotten by time?

He was the first in generations to claim the Ravenclaw lordship. That meant there were no mentors, no guides—only the remnants of knowledge left behind.

And so, he would uncover them himself.

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The next day, Ez awoke early, the memory of the journal still fresh in his mind. After getting dressed, he descended the spiral staircase, making his way to the Great Hall for breakfast.

As he sat down at the Ravenclaw table, Finn dropped into the seat beside him, looking half-awake.

"Morning, Ez… You look like you didn't sleep at all."

"I was reading," Ez replied, pouring himself some pumpkin juice.

Finn groaned. "You and Elena are the same. Books before sleep. Insane."

Ez smirked but didn't respond. His thoughts were elsewhere.

Across the hall, at the Slytherin table, Tobias Avery shot him a glare. Clearly, the duel from the previous night still stung.

"Looks like you made an enemy," Elena noted, sitting down across from him.

"Not my fault he lost," Ez said, taking a bite of toast.

Finn chuckled. "I think he expected to win just because he's from an old family."

Elena adjusted her glasses. "You did well, but you should expect retaliation. Slytherins don't forget losses easily."

Ez nodded, already expecting some kind of petty revenge.

But his main focus wasn't on school rivalries. It was on what lay hidden within the depths of Hogwarts.

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That evening, Ez made his way to the library. He wasn't looking for just any book—he was looking for something specific.

The journal had mentioned a hidden chamber connected to Rowena Ravenclaw. But there was no record of it in Hogwarts' known history.

If it existed, it would be somewhere only a true Ravenclaw heir could access.

He combed through the bookshelves, searching for anything related to Rowena's lost chambers, forgotten artifacts, or unrecorded locations within the castle.

Then, in the Restricted Section, his eyes fell on a book with a faded silver crest—the emblem of a raven.

He carefully pulled it from the shelf, dust scattering into the air.

"The Lost Foundations of Hogwarts."

Ez's pulse quickened as he flipped through the pages, scanning for any mention of Rowena.

And then, he found it.

"Though her tower stands above, the true legacy of Rowena Ravenclaw lies beneath, hidden where only wisdom may unlock its doors."

Ez stared at the passage, mind racing.

A hidden chamber… beneath Hogwarts?

He needed to find it.

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Just as he was about to return the book and leave, a soft chuckle made him freeze.

"Mr. Malverne, studying so late?"

Ez turned sharply, only to find Professor Dumbledore standing in the shadows, his usual twinkle in his blue eyes.

"I—" Ez hesitated, quickly masking his surprise. "I was just reading, sir."

Dumbledore smiled. "Curious minds often wander to places others dare not tread." His gaze flickered to the book in Ez's hands.

Ez kept his expression neutral. "I was just looking into Hogwarts' history."

Dumbledore hummed, stroking his beard. "Ah, history. A fascinating subject, especially when it leads to… forgotten things."

Ez felt a flicker of suspicion. Did Dumbledore already know?

"Do be careful, Ezekiel," Dumbledore continued. "Some secrets are hidden for a reason."

Ez met the headmaster's gaze, his mind sharpening. "And some are meant to be found."

Dumbledore chuckled, nodding slightly before stepping away. "Indeed. I look forward to seeing where your journey leads."

As the professor left, Ez exhaled.

Dumbledore knew.

But he wasn't going to stop him.

That only confirmed one thing—there was something worth finding.

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Back in the Ravenclaw common room, Ez sat by the window, rereading the passage.

"The true legacy of Rowena Ravenclaw lies beneath, hidden where only wisdom may unlock its doors."

He stared into the night sky, determination burning in his chest.

He would find it.

Whatever Rowena left behind, whatever power or knowledge had been lost to time—he would reclaim it.

Because that was what it meant to be Lord Ravenclaw.

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