"That old, smelly, evil Witch! She thought I was one of her pawns!" Rose screamed, and she dug her nails into her temples. Dylan got up immediately after her, dragging his dirty cloak and a very strong sense of guilt. "How did you know about the Trace?" She asked him suspiciously. Uncle Harry had not yet issued an official communication regarding the Trace, to have an advantage over the Dark Wizards.