Prologue

Elmar Hunter was shaking his head. That wasn't possible, he thought. But he went anyway.

The Department of Mysteries was deserted and only the light of his wand was illuminating the otherwise dark halls. Slowly, Hunter was making his way to the death chamber.

John Damien, a young Unspeakable, had told him excitedly that the archway had glowed and something or rather someone fell out of it. Hunter was shaking his head again. There was no way someone could come out of the veil again.

Although, he thought, noone really knew how the archway actually worked.

When he entered the room, Hunter saw a body lying next to the archway. Immediately he rushed over. It seemed that Damien had been right, someone had come back.

The person was unconscious and lying on his stomach.

Hunter approached the figure ready to strike.

The person was definitely male and fully-grown.

Slowly, he turned him around on his back.

"Holy Mother of Merlin!"


Minerva McGonagall was sitting behind the desk in the Headmaster's office. Though the Battle of Hogwarts was just finished yesterday, there was loads to do. The castle was badly damaged and many were injured. And the dead had to be buried. They still hadn't figured out what to do with the dead Death Eaters or Voldemort.

"Minerva!", a voice yelled.

Professor McGonagall looked up. Everard, one of the former headmasters had just appeared in his portrait. All of the other portraits were awake now as well.

"What is it, Everard?", she asked.

"You are not going to believe this!", the sallow-faced wizard said. He seemed to be very excited.

"Well?", McGonagall asked impatiently.

"One of the Unspeakables, Elmar Hunter, just alarmed me. Said that someone just came back from the Veil."

The other Headmasters were listening intently. Especially, Albus Dumbledore.

"How is that possible?", McGonagall asked. "Who is it?"

"Sirius Black."