Though it couldn't have taken more than a few minutes, Hermione was certain that the trip to her former school would never end. Every step towards the castle seemed to bring them no closer to their goal. She was worried about Oliver, terrified that she'd failed him. Hogwarts was supposed to be safe. If Antonin would agree, she would gladly take their son with them back to the cottage. She'd even be willing to teach him herself until they could get out of the country. Hopefully, Castelobruxo would be a safer school. She needed to find out more about the school from those who'd actually been there. Books would tell her nothing useful. After all, she'd read Hogwarts, A History countless times and never once did it mention the possibility of mountain trolls in the girls" lavatory or a three-headed dog.