"I have no idea," Tancred said with a quick shrug of his shoulders. "It just isn't right. Like I said, it's like they don't trust us or something. It owuld be nice to know what's going on. I don't feel like waiting for ages for them to tell us." He wasn't expecting this kind of a greeting for his last year.

"I have no idea," he replied slowly. "I wouldn't really know what all happened here. I was at Durmstrang all last term." He had a discusted look on his face. Why did his mother have to send him there? He could've changed into a bird and flew away. That would've solved all her problems. "I did hear about what happened, though. I wouldn't be too surprised if that's what poor of a reason they have."

He then glanced over his shoulder. Some old man was yelling at the boys that still had to get on the carriages. He was half tempted to jump off the carriage and tell this old man that if they knew what was happening thing would go a lot faster. "Maybe if you told us what was going on thigns would go a lot quicker," he muttered under his breath just enough so that Cale might be the only person that would've heard him.