"Rennervate!" Wolfric said, pointing his wand at the woman's body. Her eyes fluttered open and she immediately began to struggle against her bonds. Realizing she couldn't break them, she glared at Wolfric and Holly with hatred.
"You wanna do the honors?" Wolfric asked.
"With pleasure," Holly replied.
The woman tried to wriggle away, but Holly forced her on her back, then pinched her nose shut. The woman's mouth opened for air and Holly poured the Veritaserum down her throat, releasing her nose at the same time. The woman sputtered, but the job was done. She wouldn't be able to lie.
"Who are you?" Wolfric asked.
"Sally Tilbert." Wolfric and Holly exchanged a glance.
"Why did you try to crash the plane?" Holly demanded.
"To kill you," Sally said, looking directly at Wolfric.
"Why?" Wolfric asked.
"My master told me to."
"Your master? Does he have purple eyes?"
Sally laughed at this. "You fools. Fen isn't the master. He's an equal. The master is far greater than he could ever hope to be."
"Who. Is. The. Master?" Holly asked, anger clear in her voice.
"Salazar Slytherin." Sally said with a grin.
This time it was Wolfric's turn to laugh. "Is that what he's been telling you?"
For the first time, Sally looked confused. Wolfric turned his back to her.
"Expecto Patronum." A large, silvery wolf sprouted from Wolfric's wand, and Wolfric whispered into its ear. The patronus dashed into the distance.
"The British Ministry should take care of her," Wolfric said, casting a disdainful glance at Sally, still bound by the spell. With that, he and Holly held hands, then apparated away.
They appeared right next to one of the large stones that made up the famous Stonehenge. Wolfric placed his hand on it, feeling the ancient rock beneath his palm. He looked back at Holly, who smiled confidently at him. Wolfric smiled too, then turned to face the stone.
"Let's do this."