We stood by the Headmaster’s desk, waiting for him to pop up. The aura of death was still lingering, but I chalked it up to the cloak still being on Harry’s person. I doubt the other two were nearby. To have all three in one place, well that would be bad. As I continued to survey what was on his desk, the sensation started to increase. Glancing over to Harry, I could see that he was still standing and hadn’t moved closer. My curiosity was broken when Dumbledore popped from one of the side rooms underneath the second story.