Gerald sticks his hand into the hole. Over a dozen metal pins emerge from all around the edge of the hole and close in on his wrist, then they retract just as quickly. Gerald's skin gets pricked in a few places, but nothing serious.
Saucix takes a look at the mushroom. It is about five feet tall, and yellow with a luminescent cap. The stem continues down a crack in the floor about one foot wide. He has never seen this species before. Or any mushroom this big, for that matter.
Nisos examines the text on the scroll case.
Rolled Int 12+16
He recalls these squiggly symbols being mentioned briefly in a lesson on dead languages. There are many old languages not spoken by anyone today, only preserved as writing on ancient artifacts. Unless the texts themselves give some clue when translated (with a Read Languages spell), no one can say what civilization or race wrote them down. Nisos remembers this as one of the languages with unknown creators. He also recalls a theory about this being a "demonic" language, but can't remember exactly what the basis was for that.
Remus: Harry... I'm a werewolf.
Harry: Are you fucking serious?
Remus: Well yes, but I don't see how that applies here.