Chapter 26: Mad world

The morning of the start of second term, all the pupils seemed to be extremely tired. They didn't talk much during breakfast and went silently to their classes. So far, nobody of their fellow classmates had noticed that Ron and Hermione had become a couple. They weren't sure how their classmates might react and were a bit afraid of such a confrontation.

The teachers had no mercy with their exhausted students and loaded them with big amounts of homework, not listening to the slightest complaints.
In their Defence against the Dark Arts lesson, Harry suddenly noticed that Snape was back at work. Then it came to his mind, that Snape had not even been absent for a single hour. Harry was sure that Dumbledore had told Snape to hide, because it was too risky for him being at Hogwarts. So why was Snape there now?

Harry had no time to consider this problem any longer, because he had to work his invisibility charm. This charm was quite useful if the performer did it the right way. If attacked by an enemy, one would become invisible and could either attack or flee the attacker. But the spell was not so easy to handle. It could turn evilly wrong. If the invisibility lasts too long or another powerful spell is cast at the same time, the performer could sink into the shadow world. Snape had told them that in the shadow world, one was neither dead nor alive. It is the line between the two worlds and only the power of their will would decide whether one will die or come back to life. As the name tells, only the shadow of a human's body is present in this world and the way back is not easy.
For this reason, the right wand movements were required and the pupils were not yet allowed to practise this charm with their wand. This spell was very useful and according to Snape always asked in the N.E.W.T.'s tests.
He was wandering among the students and halted here and there to correct their hand movement and never missed to scold somebody (except the Slytherins).

"Invisibilis" all the students yelled. Even the right pronunciation of the word was of such a great complexibility.
At the end of the lesson, Snape told them, that after the Invisibilis-charm, they were going to practise the element-charms.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were starving and quickly went to have lunch. They talked excitedly about the shadow world and how it would look like. Hermione was just telling the boys everything she'd ever read about this line between life and death, when Harry noticed that Ginny seemed to be absentminded. She hadn't been talking much to him all day and he had the feeling that she was worrying about something.

Before returning to their afternoon classes, he asked her to wait for him.

"Ginny, is everything alright?"

"Yes, why should anything be wrong?" she told him.

Harry wasn't convinced at all and so he went on. "You barely spoke two words today and you haven't touched your food. Something's got to be wrong!"

"Harry, I assure you that everything is just fine."

"Then why are you acting so strangely?" He added in a low whisper: "Is it about the attack? Or about Cho?"

Ginny tried hard not to get angry at the mention of Cho's name. "No. I don't have a problem. Ok, the attack scared me, but Dumbledore will find whoever did this to you and the person will be expelled. I… I guess I'm just tired."

Harry sighed. "Alright then. But if there's anything bothering you, please tell me."

"Yes, if there's something I'll tell you. I have to go now."

He watched her going away, till she was out of sight. He could tell from the look in her eyes, that his girlfriend was hiding something from him. He headed back to Hermione and Ron, who had been waiting for him.

"So?" asked Hermione. Harry only shrugged, not knowing what to say.

At dinner, Ginny took a place far off from Harry, together with her classmates. She didn't want to talk to him. She wished that she was able to tell him about the night in the Hospital wing, but she was too afraid of this reaction and kept her mouth shut.

She felt Harry's gazes on her all the time, but was determined not to look at him. After dinner, Dumbledore told the sixth years to stay some minutes longer. Ginny was grateful for this. She could get away before Harry confronted her with a new conversation.

The Headmaster addressed himself to the remaining students. "This year, the ministry and I have decided to introduce some new subjects which might be helpful in your later life, as well as in your job. They will also prepare you for your N.E.W.T.'s exams. We will show you ways how you can react while being attacked by one of Lord Voldemort's Death Eaters. But these are only security measure, because nobody can give you a guarantee of how Lord Voldemort is going to react. Nor will all of you be able to fight him, same may not have the strength to do so."

The students were horrified by the thought of fighting Voldemort and they flinched every time the Headmaster uttered his name.

"These new classes are no guarantee to achieve victory over our worst enemy. The new subjects will be introduced by some of your known professors as well as by some new faces.
There is Disguise, taught by Professor Moody; Forbidden Forest Studies, taught by Hagrid; Professor Snape will teach you Poisons; Analysis classes are continued by Professor Lupin; Percy Weasley will explain you everything about our Wizard Laws; Miss Delacour will teach you French; Professor Trelawney introduces you in the high art of Wizard Arts and last but not least, those who want to shut their minds to other, can take Occlumency lessons with me."

He looked significantly at Harry. "I know this has been a very long speech, but it was necessary. Further information will be given by your heads of house. Goodnight!"

"Even more classes" groaned Ron as they walked up the stairs to their common room.

"I think it's a good chance for us. But why didn't you tell us that Percy was going to be a teacher here?"

"I didn't know. Maybe he just told Mum and Dad…"

"Did he apologize for everything he did to your family? Has he finally agreed to be wrong?"

"Kinda. Last summer, he visited us for a few days and begged our parents to forgive him. He says that he has paid for his mistakes and that he hadn't put enough trust in our family. He explained how much Fudge had influenced him and threatened to throw him out of the ministry if Percy would tell them. But I think everything will be fine by now.
Bye the way… he owes you an apology Harry. Harry? Are you listening to me?"

"Huh? Oh, yes."

Harry had not followed their conversation at all. He tried to figure out what was upsetting his girlfriend, but none of his explanations seemed to solve the riddle.

"Buddy, what's up?"

"Nothing. I've just been thinking about someone… something…" he said confused.

"Ginny" mouthed Hermione and Ron understood.

The following days, Harry had no chance at all to talk to Ginny about her strange behaviour. At the beginning, he thought it was only coincidence that he never met her, but then he realized that Ginny was avoiding him. Whenever he came near her, she told him she had work to do and hurried away.
Even during their Quidditch sessions, she ignored him, pretending to be too concentrated on the Quaffle to notice her boyfriend.

Ron and Hermione had of course noticed that Harry felt very miserable and that the harmony between him and Ginny was broken. So one Sunday afternoon, they decided to talk to him. They were sitting in front of the fireplace, describing the constellation of some star signs, as Hermione broke the silence.

"Harry, what's going on between you and Ginny?"

"What do you mean?" asked Harry, unsure what he should tell her.

"It's strange because we haven't seen you guys together for nearly a week and usually you're never seen without my sister" added Ron.

"Is it that obvious? I thought I was the only one to notice…" he admitted reluctantly.

"Harry, tell us what is wrong! Maybe we can help you."

"Thanks Hermione, but I don't even know what's wrong with Ginny. Every time I see her, she escapes and appearingly she needs to learn for her O.W.L's. She won't talk to me anymore. I have told her I would listen to her, but it seems to me she doesn't want me to know."
Hermione patted his hand. "It will be alright. I'm sure she will talk to you sooner or later, when she's ready to."

After that, they continued with their homework and didn't talk about this topic anymore.

At dinner, which Ginny spent together with her fellow classmates once again, Harry decided that the time had come to talk, whether she wanted to or not.

He accompanied Ron and Hermione back to Gryffindor Tower. Then he told them he had forgotten his book in the Great Hall. Neither Ron, nor Hermione did argue about this. They knew very well, that Harry never took a book down to meals. They were already guessing the real reason he was staying outside.

Though Hermione had advised him not to put Ginny under pressure, he waited for her. He couldn't wait any longer. He saw Ginny's friends arrive, but she was not among them as they entered the portrait hole. Ten minutes later, Ginny finally arrived. She was on her own, staring at the floor under her shoes.

"Hi Ginny" began Harry nervously.

"H-Harry… What are you doing here?" she stuttered.

"I have been waiting for you."

"But why?" she interrupted.

"I think it's time for us to talk. Please, let me finish" he added quickly, because she had opened her mouth to reply something.

She shut her mouth and tried not to look at him, but found it very hard. She knew he was hurt and it made her suffer to see him like that.

"You haven't been talking to me for an entire week. What's going on?"

"Nothing. I'm just tired."

"Ginny, I'm not stupid! You can't be tired every day. If you're in trouble, please let me know, I want to help you. Or… don't you trust me anymore?"

She stood in front of him and returned her gaze again to the floor. Right now, all she wanted was to get away from him.

"Don't you trust me?" he repeated, his voice growing weaker.

"I do" she said firmly. "But I can't tell you anything, because there is nothing to tell you."

"Please, don't lie to me. You ran away from me several times this week. Just tell me why?

Ginny didn't know how to explain her strange behaviour. "Harry, you're talking nonsense. I didn't have time. I have to learn for my exams."

"Oh, not again! Since when are you so eager to learn. You've got loads of time. I just don't get you. Is it Cho?"

"Will you quit it? I don't have a problem with her!"

She was beginning to feel angry. Why didn't he just leave her alone?

Harry suddenly took her hand. "I didn't mean to offend you…"

Ginny only stared at his hand, holding hers in a soft grip.

"Let go off me. I want to go to bed."

"NO" he said, not loosening his grip. "Ginny, I am worried about you. And I miss you" he added softly.

"No" she whispered. He loosened his grip and Ginny ran, blinded by her tears, through the common room, up to her dormitory. She dressed quickly into her pyjamas and threw herself into her bed. The thoughts were spinning around in her head and she cried into her pillow.
Tonight, she had realized how much she was missing him. She really wanted to forget about that night in the Hospital Wing, but every time she tried she heard Harry's voice in her head whispering: 'Cho…'

Next day, during their History of Magic lesson, Ron asked Harry about Ginny. He had of course noticed that his best friend had been out of his mind when entering the boys' dormitory last night.
So Harry told Ron about their problems. Hermione listened to their whispered conversation, even though she was pretending to pay attention to Professor Binn's explanations.

"Ginny doesn't speak to me anymore. Every time I try to get near her, she invents something so she can leave. And yesterday she flinched as I barely touched her hand. I don't know what I could have done to make her suffer this much from my touch. I think she has no trust in me anymore or maybe… maybe she has made a better match and doesn't like me anymore. Damn it! I miss her so much, I could never stand the sight of her being with another guy…"

Ron tried to convince Harry, that he should not be overreacting and try to talk to his sister again, but this time without pressure.

Over dinner, Harry tried to make eye-contact to Ginny. After some minutes, she looked up from her plate and their eyes locked. The look in her eyes gave Harry new hope. He gave her a weak smile which she returned. This was what Harry thought to be a slow new start and he felt silly for thinking she wouldn't like him anymore.
It was the first real communication they had since Harry's accident.

But some days later, new troubles emerged. After lessons, Ginny went to the girls' bathroom. As she unlocked the door of her cubicle, she saw Cho Chang accompanied by two of her friends, standing in front of her.

"What do you want?" asked Ginny, worried by the satisfied expression Cho was wearing. Without warning, Marietta, Cho's sidekick, forced Ginny against the wall, while the other girl locked the door, cutting off all possibilities to escape.

"Shut your filthy mouth and listen to her" roared Marietta. Ginny knew her because she had been the one member of Dumbledore's army who planned to betray them.

Cho had an ugly grin on her face. "There are some things I want to make clear for you to understand. In your own interest, it would be wise to stay out of my way in future, or I'll find a way to deal with you. Maybe you think you earn an extra treatment for being famous Harry Potter's girlfriend. But I deserve that treatment. Last year, I used to go out with him and you stole him away from me."

"No, you scared him away and interfered into my dates with Michael. Harry doesn't give a damn about you! Actually, I should thank you, because finally Harry realised that you are a treacherous creature and nothing more!" yelled Ginny angrily and struggled to break free form Marietta's grip.

"SHUT UP! You're nothing compared to me! He belongs to me" she shouted back.

"But if I remember well, I am his girlfriend and you're not. And as long as he cares for me, he'll stick with me!"

"Once and for all, I'll tell you to leave him alone. You will not meet him anymore and you will tell nobody about our little chat. Remember, Harry Potter only loves me" Cho said threateningly.

Cho turned around and made her way out of the bathroom, but suddenly she came back, smirking.

"I forgot… I owe you something."

She punched Ginny's face and body. Still in Marietta's grip, Ginny could do nothing to defend herself against the Asian girl.

Laughing, the three Ravenclaw girls left the toilets.

Ginny's body was aching where Cho's fists had made contact with her. Beaten up like this, she sank to the floor and couldn't hold back her tears. She didn't know a way out of this situation.

A short time later, Hermione find Ginny cowering in a cubicle. It was only by coincidence that Hermione found her. She went to the lavatories to wash her hands when she heard a girl's sobbing in the cabin next to the sink.

"Hello? Is everything alright with you?" she asked politely. As she received no answer, she pushed the door, only ajar, open.
She had been anxious about what she would find and had expected anything but this.
Ginny sat on the floor, arms around her legs, hiding her face.
She raised her head and Hermione noticed that blood was running out of her nose.

"Ginny, what happened to you?"

Hermione had never seen a girl so beaten up. It was only by the sound of Hermione's voice that Ginny took notice of someone standing in front of her.

"Who did this to you?"

"Cho" muttered Ginny.

"What? You should go straight to McGonagall and tell her everything."

"NO! She would never believe me. Cho had two friends with her and they would back up her story. I don't have a choice."

Hermione sat down next to Ginny and gave her a handkerchief. "Won't you tell me what happened? I mean, since Harry's accident?"

Ginny nodded and told Hermione all she remembered. "…I was so worried and in the night he kept muttering her name. I was so hurt and told him that it was me on his side, but he still only called Cho…" she said, tears running down her cheeks. Hermione patted her back, not knowing what to say. She didn't know how she would react if Ron had muttered Cho's name several times.

"But why haven't you told Harry about this?"

"How could I? It would be very embarrassing for him and besides he's got enough troubles to deal with. His nightmares and visions have returned…"

Harry had indeed suffered from new visions, but a least he had found out when they had begun. The day they left Snape's house and passed the London Eye, all had started. He knew for sure that it was the London Eye he saw in his visions, he didn't understand the meaning though. Harry was suffering from nightmare in which he found himself side by side with Voldemort. Strangely enough, in these dreams Harry was holding Cho's hand and was laughing with her.
Most dreams were about Ginny, which under other circumstances would've been normal, because she was his girlfriend. But he always dreamt about her life being endangered and wanted to rescue her. One time, she was caught in a room surrounded by flames, then she was threatened by a cloaked creature or lay unconscious on the floor. Harry never arrived in time to save her.

Of course Ginny couldn't know about all this, he had only told her that he had nightmares and not what they were about.

"What did Cho do? Has she threatened you?"

Ginny nodded. "Her two sidekicks, Marietta was pushing me against the wall while the other girl kept the door shut. She told me to break up with Harry. She said very ridiculous things, like Harry would only love her, but pity me and therefore stay with me. If I continue being with Harry, she'll find a way to deal with me, at least that's what she said to me."

"Oh Ginny. I will help you, but you must tell Harry, or she will never give up on him."

"But what if she's right? What if Harry only pities me?"

Hermione was outraged about what her best friend had said right now. "You shouldn't even listen to what that girl says. Harry told me how much he loves you and misses you. He thinks that you don't like him anymore and have no trust in him. Just think about how much he risked for you! He lied to his best friend just to be with you. He risked destroying his friendship to Ron, only for you. Would a guy who doesn't care do such a thing for you?"

Ginny shook her head, a new rush of tears making their way down her cheeks. "Could you… could you please get Harry?" she asked in a choked voice.

Hermione smiled comfortingly and ten minutes later, she was back with him.

"Harry!" Ginny ran to him and slung her arms around his neck. He gently stroked her hair and tried to calm her down. As she let go off him, he saw her bruised face.

"Who was that?"

"Oh, that was just a silly accident. I fell down the stairs" she lied quickly. She shot a warning look at Hermione, she didn't want to tell Harry yet.

Not believing that Ginny was still lying at Harry, she left them alone. She didn't understand why Ginny didn't tell Harry. But that was Ginny's own choice and not hers.

Harry and Ginny sat down next to each other. She felt she had to explain him everything, but she didn't want him to worry. For that reason, she only told him half the truth.

"Harry, I've been missing you so much. I am sorry I did all this to you, I didn't wanna hurt you, but I was worried about my schoolwork and our next Quidditch game."

"And why didn't you tell me? I could've helped you."

She lowered her eyes. "I didn't want to annoy you with my silly problems."

Harry lifted her head. "You would never annoy me. Is there something else you want to tell me?"

"Yes. I had a nice little conversation with Cho today."

"Did she punch you?"

He looked earnestly into her eyes and she couldn't deny the truth. Ginny slowly nodded.

"You should've have told me immediately. A fall from the stairs cannot end this bad. Have you told McGonagall?"

"No, Cho had two friends with her. Nobody will believe me."

"I do" said Harry firmly. "What did she say?"

"She told me to break up with you and threatened to destroy our relationship."

"That girl will never keep me from loving you." He wanted to pull her into a kiss, but Ginny turned away from him.

"Do you love me as a person or just because… because you p-pity me?" she asked nervously, not looking at him.

"Is that what Cho said?" he replied, amazed by such ridiculousness and even more amazed that Ginny had obviously believed part of it. "Don't listen to what she says. She will not harm you or me or our relation. And I do not pity you! Every single part of me loves you. Never doubt on me!"

Ginny leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes, enjoying his warmth. She could hear his pulse and his breathing. Harry was holding her hand, relieved that they had cleared out their misunderstandings. It was one of the moments they both wanted to hold on forever. It felt so good being near each other again. Ginny felt carefree and Harry wanted to protect her.

During the last days of January, Harry, Ron and Hermione along with the other sixth years were introduced into their new subjects. At the end of the second term, they would have to decide upon which of these subjects they would like to continue. In their Poisons class, Snape fell back into his old role of Potionsmaster. He was as friendly as always, but they soon noticed, that he knew almost anything about poisons and their antidotes. He was kind of surprised as he asked them to brew the sleeping draught, because even Neville managed to do it right. Of course Snape couldn't know that Fleur had already shown them how to do it. Potions were much fun, since Fleur was their teacher. She was very friendly and always helped if there was a problem. And in contradiction to Snape, she treated every student the same way.

Moody was a master of disguise, he showed them many useful tricks. The only annoying thing was that he reminded them at least twice a lesson to be careful. Since his kidnapping, last year, his persecution mania had increased if that was possible. Analysis was the same as usually. They had done some improvements in analysing wizards. Least of all, they liked Arts, taught by Sybill Trelawney. It was very boring and seemed only useful to those who wanted to become artists. Nobody except Parvati and Lavender enjoyed the lessons with the freaky Lady. Nearly as boring were Percy's lessons. All he did was read from a book and the students were to take notes. In Fleur's class, Harry and Ron discovered that they had no skill for foreign languages. Hermione was very quick at learning French and it pleased her. Hagrid's Forbidden Forest Studies were the most exciting. Once a week, they were allowed to enter the Forrest with him In their first Occlumency lesson, Dumbledore showed them how hard it was to manage this art. He let Harry try to throw the spell off, but unconcentrated as he was, he failed. Even though he had made improvements over summer, it didn't seem to work out anymore. But at least the Headmaster explained how to shut their minds and proved to be a much better teacher than Snape was. Harry hoped that one day he would really manage to do Occlumency.

The first days of February came without too many Changes, but too much homework. Harry was so tired each night that he had forgotten to keep any disturbing thoughts out of his head. After a nightmare of him joining forces with Voldemort, he woke up. His scar on his forehead was burning like fire and he couldn't go back to sleep.
The next morning he was more tired then before as he went to breakfast.

"Oh my god! Harry you look terrible!" Hermione had experience with being tired, because she had had a rough time during her third year, due to all the classes she took. But she had never seen anyone looking this weary. Harry had dark shadows around his eyes and his hair was tidier than ever. His eyes half-closed, he sat down next to Ginny.

"Hello" he mumbled, leaning his head on her shoulder.

"Haven't you been sleeping?" she asked softly.

"No, I lay awake all night. I am exhausted!"

"Nightmare?" she whispered.

He nodded, wanting nothing more than to sleep. "I think I ought to see Dumbledore today. I have to know what's it all about."

He rested her head again on Ginny's shoulder. Cho passed them and seeing them together made her really angry. She scowled at them, but didn't say a word. Harry gave Ginny a short kiss before she went off to classes.

He waited for everyone to leave.

"Are you coming?" called Ron.

He shook his head, not following them.

"He's seeing Dumbledore" explained Ginny and dragged her brother out of the Hall.

McGonagall shooed the last students out of the Hall, as the bell rang. "Mr. Potter. Do you need an extra invitation or do you want to take classes here? Off with you!"

"No, please. Professor, I need to talk to Professor Dumbledore. It's very important."

Harry expected her to ask him questions, but she only looked at him and said: "Fine, follow me please."

She brought him out of the Hall to Dumbledore's office and gave him the password to move the stone gargoyle.

"The Headmaster will soon arrive. If you will kindly wait upstairs for him?"

Some ten minutes later, a well-known voice told Harry to enter. Baffled Harry looked at Dumbledore sitting behind his desk.

"I didn't see you enter your office, Sir" he startled.

"Oh Harry, there are more secret ways for me to enter."

"Ehm…yes. I wanted to discuss something with you."

"I see. I hoped you would come to see me soon. Otherwise I would have sent for you or would have come to you."

He gave Harry an encouraging look.

"I've always had visions and nightmare ore something like that about Voldemort. But since my accident during the Christmas Holidays, they have became stranger than ever and I don't know what to think about all this" said Harry.

"Would you like to tell me what they're about?"

Harry nodded and went on. "Sometimes I see myself joining forces with Voldemort, and then I see the London Eye. There are flashes of it in my mind every day. I dreamt about me and Cho Chang celebrating victory over someone, together with Voldemort. But most times I dream about my girlfr… about Ginny Weasley being in danger and I am always too late to save her."

"Well, lots of these things are news to me. I'm not sure if I figured everything out the right way, but I guess I can help you.
Your dreams about Lord Voldemort are no doubt in function of the choice he has offered and will offer you again. This choice is yours to make. You could either be his ally or destroy him for ever. It's this choice our fates depend on. I don not know why Miss Chang appears in these dreams though…"

This was outrageous. Did Dumbledore really think that Harry would join forces with the world's greatest enemy? Cold anger rose in Harry.
"I would never join forces with him!" replied Harry through gritted teeth.

"I didn't mean to offend you in any way, Harry. Nor did I say you would join him. As concerns your girlfriend, Miss Weasley…"

Harry blushed, but Dumbledore winked at him.

"…I think she might be in danger."

"But how could she be? She's got nothing to do with this!"

"Harry, I know it's hard for you to accept this. But if Voldemort found out about you and her, he had the perfect weapon against you. He could force you to join him. With Ginny in his possession, you would be more vulnerable than he could ever hope for. You would rather join him, than loose her. You have suffered so many losses, just think about it."

Harry's mind was blank. He wanted to shout at the Headmaster, that he was talking nonsense, but somehow he found this possibility understandable.

"Professor, there's something else I wanted to ask you. Why is Snape still here?"

"Professor Snape, Harry. He has never left, because he told me, that he couldn't find a safer place than Hogwarts and so I let him stay. But I assure you, he is under my personal supervision. He will not harm anybody and he has my full trust."

Harry fell silent again, thinking about everything they had talked.

"Harry, have you felt anything special on your 16th birthday? Did you feel different?"

"Well, I just thought it was a very special birthday for some reasons."

"I am going to tell you why it felt so special. Your parents wanted you to get a special present from them on your 16th birthday. They knew all along that they were going to die. So they took some measures for you. When they heard that Voldemort knew part of the prophecy, they had prepared themselves to die, but they thought that you were the chosen one. Therefore, they gave you the ability of creating your own charms. Harry, you are one of the few destined to invent new powerful spells. You cannot kill Voldemort with the Avada Kedavra spell, but only with one of your own. Maybe you want to ask me how your parents transferred that ability to you. Your mother was a great friend of the witch Eleanana.
Eleanana gave some selected babies a craft, hidden in their very heart.
And so she lay her hands on you and transferred this craft to your body. You didn't think your parents had died and left you without a weapon against Voldemort, did you?"

"But… but then Voldemort also has this craft, he has taken my blood!"

"No Harry. At this time, Voldemort had passed his 16th birthday! And as far as I know, his only special ability is to speak Parseltongue. But it's very important that you don't tell anyone about this new craft, not even your girlfriend. If too many people know about it, Voldemort will soon know somehow and you're not protected anymore. You must keep it secret!"

"And how do I know how to create my own spells?" Harry found this all very strange. He didn't want to be special.

"You'll know when the time's right. But in meantime, I consider that you read some books. I give you a special letter for Madam Pomfrey, so you can search the restricted section in the Library" chuckled the Headmaster.

Harry thought this all very irritating. "Professor? The night I was attacked? Did you notice something special?"

"No. I just know you were attacked and what your girlfriend told me. Do you know anything else?"

"Well… I saw a wand pointing, not at me, but at Ginny. I wanted to protect her and the spell got me instead of her."

"Oh… and I presume you haven't told her yet? I see… Do you remember who cast the spell? Or do you suspect somebody?"

"Yes, Professor. I can remember very well who it was. It was Draco Malfoy."