She felt an anger unlike anything she'd ever known course through her. She burst through Myfanwy's Shield Wall and took off down the hill, flicking her wand into her hand. She heard thudding footsteps behind and knew the girls were following fast, but she couldn't think about them. She was single-minded to reach the struggling little girl up ahead. She had to get to her ... before they raised that detestable throne ... and forever stilled her writhing and kicking limbs, which seemed determined to keep struggling for freedom right till the very end ...