After arriving outside the front door of the Three Broomsticks, she didn't hesitate to enter the lively establishment. One step in and she was surprised to see the massive form of Thorfinn Rowle still seated at what had become his usual table looking to be in no hurry to move. Antonin had only just left her less than a minute or two earlier. He'd been contacted by the enchanted mirror. Why did Thorfinn seem as if he didn't have a care in the world?