Pandemonium was reigning when Tom and Harry opened their eyes. Harry could hear someone sobbing. The despondency of the sound was so intense it made his heart clench. But that would come later. Dumbledore was shouting explanations of why two respected wizards of the Wizengamot lay dead at his feet. The Order of Phoenix, at least those still loyal to him, covered his back. From the sound of it, things were not going well. The headmaster was a force to be reconned with. Many innocents could be injured or killed if caught in his crossfire.