His fated him
I narrow my eyes at Holls who looks proud of what she had done.
“We stumbled into one of the meeting rooms, and we saw a map. Then we ran away, pretending the maps were of some muggle cure.”
She snaps her fingers, eyes wide.
“Oh my god! I remember, we ran into the woods!”
“Yeah, running in the woods made me remember somehow.”
She slumps in her seat.
“But I can’t remember a thing, I was a kid, thinking of stopping you from taking the cure, I liked bullying you as a muggle.”