Chapter 166 – Money, Money & Money
I was sitting in our library, leaning back in a soft, oversized leather armchair, eyes closed, letting my thoughts drift aimlessly while subconsciously organizing everything I had read in the past three hours. It was my way of letting everything settle down and helping me get a clear image without overexerting myself. It was broken when Quincy walked in, stopping after a few steps and seeing me open my eyes.
"Wrong time? Sorry..."
"It's fine. What happened?"
"A weird thing." Sitting on the armrest, she continued, "Professor Lockhart got a message telling us that 'old friends' had come to see us. Us, personally. We got a coded coordinate that points toward the coast of the Irish Sea, at the western edge of Wales."
"A trap?"
"I already sent out word and ordered our informants to check it out. So far, it doesn't seem so. Also... there was a message."
"Oh? Let's hear it!"
"I got better in broom racing."
"I'll be damned..." I whispered, already thinking about Neville.
"Do you believe it is him?"
"Mostly, yes. I don't think the Order would be using him intentionally. But I am also not stupid enough to not realize they for sure would watch him."