He had me again. I was in his Dark Cave of Despair, which was he called it. I was bound and gagged against my will, and I tried to wriggle out of the ropes that held me tightly against the boulder, but unfortunately, I had been Petrified. As I watched my enemy sitting and writing at the table, reading and writing his plans over and over again, I remembered how I got into the situation in the first place.
Frighorn and I had been enemies ever since the Great War. I was a young lieutenant at the time, and it was the country of Stogwoon against Frighorn and his cronies. Frighorn was under the delusion that he could control the world, and after taking over many cities, he was after my country. I had been in a particularly hard battle against Frighorn with my mates, until he had managed to kill all of my fellow friends. In a fit of rage, I had flung myself against Frighorn and had managed to keep him under control until more men came and arrested him.
In honor of his capture, the mayor of Stogwoon gave me medals and made me, Harold Hagforth, the official Protector of Stogwoon. Unfortunately, Frighorn escaped two days after my awards ceremony. I followed him, not ready to let him escape from my clutches again.
I had been hiding in the rainforest when he cornered me. I was now trapped in a remote rainforest and it seemed like there was no way out.
So that was my situation. I was under the complete control of Frighorn, who was silently writing on parchment. I could only hear the scratches of his quill as he wrote. There was little light in the cave he had brought me to, and I could barely see anything except for the table Frighorn was writing at. The unmistakable stench of musty cave air filled my nose.
I need to escape, I thought to myself. But how would I do it? My wand had been snapped in half and thrown to the other side of the cave, and I was Petrified and trapped.
After what seemed like ages, Frighorn got out of the table and walked towards me. Even though I couldn't move, I felt my body trying to shy away from him. Frighorn pulled his wand out from under his filthy robes.
"Unfreezico," he announced loudly, and I felt my bones move slightly. I took a breath. Frighorn gave me an evil smirk and his yellow teeth glimmered.
In my fury I said, "What do you want with me, anyways?"
Frighorn gave me a thoughtful look. He fingered his wand thoughtfully. "I have a plan, Harold, an interesting, amazing plan that involves you being dead and me being ruler of the world."
I laughed, trying to make him talk so more. The longer he talked, the longer I stayed alive and could think of a plan to get out of here. "What is it?"
"My plan is relatively simple, Harold m'boy. I was born poor and powerless into a family with an angry mother and an angrier father. I wanted power, and I'm going to get it. I've been working on a power generator that will take all the power away from every city in the world. See the brilliance, Harold? After I take over the world," he continued to ramble on.
I noticed something glittering on the floor. It was a silver knife. Frighorn had stopped talking. He noticed that I was staring at the floor. I looked back at him. "So what does this have to do with me?" I asked.
Frighorn looked pleased; I had captured his attention once more. "Well, first I’m going to steal the power. Once I do that, I'm going to power my gun. Once I do that, I'm going to shoot you. Then I'm going to-"
I tried desperately to do a non-verbal summoning charm without a wand. I needed to get that knife and free myself from the ropes. I continued to goad Frighorn. "It'll never work!" I shouted at him. Frighorn turned an ugly color.
"YES IT WILL!" he screamed. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! I WILL BEAT YOU! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND FOOL; I HAVE YOU TRAPPED AGAINST YOUR WILL! MUAHAHAHA!"
At the end of his evil laugh, I thought furiously, ACCIO KNIFE! The silver knife shined as it zoomed towards me, and it landed neatly in my hand. In one swift movement, I cut the ropes from my body and stood up. Frighorn had frozen. His face was in a state of shock. I grabbed Frighorn's wand and in an instant, I had Apparated out of the cave.
As I landed in the middle of the town square of Stogwoon, I thought a lot. I may not have captured Frighorn, but I had escaped with my life. I ran inside the town square, ready to talk to the Mayor.
The Mayor walked up to me, shook me, and yelled, "Wake up Harold, wake up!"
With a jolt, I felt someone shaking me. I opened my droopy eyes. Flitwick was shaking me. With embarrassment, I realized that I had fallen asleep in Charms-again. I gave Flitwick my most innocent smile.
"I'm afraid I'll have to give detention, Flitwick said in his squeaky voice.
I nodded. But as he wrote me up for detention, I felt on top of the world. I defeated Frighorn, escaped, and was about to capture him. And I did it all in one dream.