" Last chance." Rosie said nerviously looking at Charlie and Potter. They shook their head. It was now or never.
Potter had been disappointed when he had mentioned his plan to Charlie.
" There's no one in the ministry of magic that will help us!" Charlie had said angrily. " You don't think I've been trying to get one of the other hunters to help me? I've sent owls out till they've keeled over in exhaustion!" He glanced at Rosie's startled face " Not really but he was awful tired."
He turned back to Potter " The truth potion is perfect though! Just how do we get him to drink it? I have a feeling we can't walk up to Fenrir and ask him to drink some potion we're handing him!"
Potter shrugged " I'm still going to ask Professor Gonger how to make it. He's always giving extra credit out."
Rosie sighed and shifted the bag she held. Her mother had taught her a truly excellent spell on how to keep a bunch of things in one little bag. Potter had come up with an idea for brooms. Just in case the floo powder turned out not to be the best option out of there.
" I've thought some more about this and I think...well...we can summon ' The One ' but maybe we should just try asking him first before we , you know, turn into kidnappers."
Charlie shrugged " I'm willing to try but for crying out loud Rosie we're not kidnapping anyone!"
"Well Technically we are..." Potter said nervously handling the floo powder .
Charlie shrugged " If there was any other leverage at all I could get over Fenrir I'd take it." He placed himself in front of the fire place/ " But there isn't. Low Hollow Cabin 3!"
Rosie and Potter flinched as the floo powder lit up and whisked Charlie away. Rosie sighed and shook her head. " This is a dumb idea. If he gets us killed I'm never talking to you ever again! Low Hollow Cabin 3!"
" Wait! Potter yelped " What did I do?! Oh bugger...Low Hollow Cabin 3!"