If Aberforth was indeed still alive, he would be held in one of two places: the deepest dungeons of the castle or in the cells that lined the darkness of Level Eleven. Rarely all full at once, they held the enemies of the Dark Lord until they were ready for their interrogations. Until every last drop of potential intelligence was wrung from his body, he would be kept alive. He was too valuable to be killed quickly. When he was broken and empty, then he would be dragged in front of the the citizens of their country for his public execution. It was a formula that had been used dozens of times. She could write the book.