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yielding charm lifted, she turned immediately and started to make her way back to her husband, relieved to see that he was sitting-up and apparently perfectly fit again.  There was no sign of the stranger who’d come to help.
     
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    Sir Philip quickly scuttled back towards the Abbey and found that he was no longer alone.  A number of shadow-wizards were walking cautiously towards the ruins from all sides.  As he entered the cloister, he could feel magic hanging in the air, and it was clear that a ferocious magical battle had taken place.  He quickly spotted the prone forms of the two shadow-wizards, and guessed that they were probably dead. 
    Across the grass, though, he saw the body of a seventh year student wearing school robes, and his stomach turned over as he rushed forward, dropping to his knees next to him.  He quickly cast Revelio charms over the unmoving student and his relief when he discovered that he’d only been hit with a Firmus was almost debilitating!  He quickly cast Finité Incantio to revive him. 
    As the teenager opened his eyes and focussed on the baronet, Sir Philip put his finger over the boy’s lips as he said quietly, “Just wait here and keep quiet, you’re perfectly safe now.”
    The trembling student nodded, and slowly sat up.  Sir Philip moved forward to where the other student was lying face down, and found an identical situation.  With another huge wave of relief he quickly revived him and repeated his instructions, getting another nod.  Next he moved on to where Cammy was lying sprawled on the floor.  The baronet fully expected him to be dead, but was once again surprised and relieved to find that he too was just immobilised. 
    Fate had been looking after these wizards; there was no doubt about it!
    He repeated the revival process, but this time he asked Cammy to go and look after the two seventh years and get them out of sight, but to stay inside the cloister. 
    Sir Philip then entered the Warming Room heading for the blocked up archway.  His blood ran cold when he saw the legs and waist of another student halfway through the false wall, clearly mown down as he’d made a run for it.
    Sir Philip decided to remove the fake stonework from the archway first before checking this student, and was horrified to find a great pile of rubble behind it, burying the boy’s head and shoulders.  The hidden cellar no longer existed! 
    He quickly cast his Revelio charms, and put his hands to his head in desperation as he found himself facing his worst fear, a dead student!  He was overwhelmed with emotions that only a parent can feel when they are confronted with a dead child, and closed his eyes for a few moments forcing back the tears that came unbidden into his eyes. 
    The cool, calculating Lord Middleham resurfaced as Sir Philip put his emotions to one side.  He needed help to get any further.  The stonework above the cellar was clearly unstable, and he couldn’t risk the whole thing coming down.  Construction wizards from the council were needed, and fast!  He quickly sent a couple of messengers to London, one directly to the wizard he knew to be the senior wizard stonemason. 
    A terrible feeling of foreboding was wringing the baronet’s emotions, like an old-fashioned mangle.  If the cellar had collapsed, then everyone in there would be dead.  The father of three sank to the ground leaning back against the wall, his stomach churning.  He had an awful feeling that his sons were under the rubble…
     
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    Hundreds of miles away, Headmaster Trell’s emotions were soaring.  He’d discovered that instead of having sixty or so dead students, as he’d first feared, he actually had sixty or so deeply unconscious students.  Never before had a headmaster been so pleased to have a room full of unconscious students!
    He hadn’t tried to revive any of them yet, because he was still unsure what had happened, but they all seemed to be stable and just magically