Scotland, Hogwarts 1944
Three weeks have passed since the evening on which a bloodied, half-dead girl stumbled into the great hall. None of the professors said a word about the incident and did not answer questions asked by brave students.
In the first few days after the incident, the entire student body did not talk about anything other than the mysterious injured woman. But Halloween was just around the corner and the girl was slowly being forgotten.
The Head Boy was always very busy the evening before the holiday. Gryffindors, in particular, liked to play pranks on their classmates. So the young man spent most of his evening sending the cheeky students back to their beds and dismantling their traps.
He was removing a spell in the corridor outside the hospital wing when he heard faint voices slowly approaching him. With his wand out, he got ready to catch another group of marauders.
But as the voices approached, he realized that one of them belonged to Professor Dumbledore and the second that of a young woman he had never heard before. That piqued his curiosity. Who is his Metamorphosis teacher talking to? There were no young teachers at the school and the nurse's voice sounds scratchy from smoking a lot.
The young man waited to see if the couple came around the corner, but suddenly there was silence. The professor and his company stopped abruptly and stopped speaking.
The Head Boy did not move from his place in the corridor and listened for a few moments. But he heard nothing more.
Confused, he took a few steps before he could look around the corner.
The corridor in front of him was empty.
There was no sign of Professor Dumbledore or the person to whom the woman's voice belonged.
Had he just imagined it?
Not satisfied with the situation, he continued down the corridor from which he had heard the voices. He found nothing. If he had looked closer at the floor, he would have found the crumpled pack of a Sherbet lemon.