Chapter 11

I ran down the hallway and positioned myself close to Fred. He was the only ghost summoned so far.

"Let us know when she is here." Neville spoke with destined authority. I had never seen him so sure of himself. He stood with courage and valor. Tonight, Neville was going to get his revenge.

A laugh burst through the air.

No one noticed. I looked around but no one had even budged.

Then there she was.

Frozen to another rune written on the floor. The ghastly woman smiled an evil smile, a permanent laugh wrapped across her face. It was like even though she was frozen, she was going to do her best to cause harm and to delight in it.

"Neville." I cleared my throat. "She is here, right there." I pointed to where she was. Everyone turned as if they would see her.

No one noticed me as I stepped closer to Fred.

Without hesitation, Neville whipped his wand around as an ancient spell escaped his lips. The other teachers lifted there wands and Neville continued to whip his wand in a vicious circle.

Both Fred and Bellatrix began to scream.

I didn't hesitate.

I jumped into what seemed like a cold lake. The water engulfed me. I was going to drown.

Neville's wand whipped faster as his words got louder.

A screeching noise broke through my brain like a train out of control. I heard Bellatrix's screams disappear. I felt a slight touch like a gentle memory of a kiss.

The ritual was done.

My body fell limp to the floor.