Ilie watched as people sorted themselves out into the ones who wanted to go and the ones that didn't. It made more sense to only leave some people here and have the rest go back and get help from the Aurors.

The lady at the back of the bus that told the story earlier decided to join the people who would stay behind to search the hospital, along with another older man, with white hair and a long, gray beard. He seemed fragile but at the same time, you couldn't help but wonder if there was more to him than meets the eye.

Ilie joined the woman, the older man and the rest of the people who wanted to stay. He took his wand out and he noticed his hand was shaking only slightly.

"Ready?" he asked, his breathing short and shallow.