She ignored the sound of the midnight hour being marked with the village's bell tower. There was no reason to get into bed at a so-called "reasonable" hour. Not when she spent her days trapped inside her home with nothing else to do but sleep and read and try not to go completely mad. She needed to know what was wrong with her, needed to know who was behind the network of memory charms. Somewhere out there in the world was someone who meant her harm. In order to remain alive and to have any sort of hope for a future, she had to figure out who it was.