There was an empty pew in the very back of the church's sanctuary that she slipped into. Maybe she wouldn't find any answers to questions she didn't know she was supposed to be seeking the answers to, but she could guarantee at least a couple of hours of freedom from running. Dolohov was superstitious enough to believe that he'd incinerate into a pile of ash if he ever crossed the threshold of a church. He certainly wasn't the only one who held that opinion either.