Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
As January waned, the boxes multiplied. The signage varied, as did the method of appearance. Some, like the one with a mouth drawn in the lid saying simply 'feed me' appeared overnight. Others, such as the one proclaiming 'donate here to make wishes come true,' hopped itself into the Great Hall one morning in a manner that very much suggested the animator twins were in on the game. When, the first week of February, a box with the banner reading 'the god of anonymous valentines demands tribute' appeared, the accusations came flooding in. It seemed a good number of people still remembered that prank.
Rigel enjoyed playing the reticent trickster, allowing her eyes to twinkle in her best Dumbledorian impression whenever someone worked up the courage to ask whether she was, in fact, behind the strange and elaborate boxes.
After several weeks, most people seemed to have simply accepted the boxes as part of the Hogwarts aesthetic—that the professors, at the Headmaster's behest, did nothing about them added an extra element of the surreal. Curious students regularly tested the boxes, but each time the result was constant: food (and anything else) put inside it disappeared. A particularly irritated Anthony Goldstein climbed into a box midway through the fourth week, but he was not whisked into non-being, to the general disappointment of those watching.
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