Turning my attention towards the other direction, I saw Dumbledore move towards his pedestal, the wings of the owl sprouting out as he looked over the students. His eyes met mine. Temptation to try and peer into his mind was growing, but I knew that would be foolish. He would know instantly and I really didn’t need to be expelled while all my friends were still in the school. What garnered more of my attention was the sensation of dark magic coming from him. Looking closer, his hand was extruding it. Knowing Dumbledore, he wouldn’t be one to cast any dark magic. Something else was going on and I wouldn’t know unless I was closer. "Very best of evenings to you all." The Great Hall instantly became silent as the Headmaster started his speech.