“It is imperative that we get into the faculty conservatory!” Professor Plum shouted at no one in particular.  “Those screams we heard were highly suspicious!”

“You think?” Ron muttered, just loudly enough for those closest to him to hear.  The expected elbow jab from Hermione never came.  She was every bit as frustrated with the instructor as was Ron.

“Alohomora isn’t working for some reason.  It must have a special charm on the lock,” Ginny accurately pointed out.  It only resulted in causing the man to turn Vernon Dursley purple in anger.  The students could swear there was matching smoke coming from his ears when Miss Scarlett pushed past him to try the latch herself.

“Oh for Gillfuddley’s sake!” Luna finally said in a frustrated tone.

“Who?” Ginny asked before any one else could.

“Geoffrey Bunyonleaf Gilfuddley…inventor of the pogo stick.  Here…let me.  Portus Eratum.  If one cannot unlock a door, the next best option may be to simply make it completely vanish.”

Being the closest to the now open portal, Colonel Mustard took the opportunity to poke his head in first.  Plum clearly didn’t appreciate the retired officer’s initiative.

“What are you doing!” he demanded, his voice reaching yet an even higher pitch than before.

“Just checking.”

“Everything all right?” Harry asked for the group.

“Yep, two corpses, everything's fine.”

This is just one of countless scenes in which our detectives/suspects might find themselves as they explore Hogwarts looking for a solution to their mystery.  In this case, the example was taken and adapted from the 1985 film Clue by a certain mischievous fan fiction writer.  Where could you take the story?  Just ask yourself…what would Scooby do?