The Karkaroff Family

"History is changing, Minerva."

"What do you mean?"

"The dreadful shadow of Herpo the Foul looms over the Balkan Peninsula. His might has even spread to North Africa across the Mediterranean Sea. Starting from the ancient port city of Alexandria, Egypt's Twenty-sixth Dynasty has fallen completely into his hands."

"What did he do before?"

"According to the history you learned in History of Magic, the land he ruled should have been only Ancient Greece. When his power was at its most rampant, the High Priestess Pythia defeated him."

"Then what are Nelson and the others doing? Why has Herpo's power grown even stronger instead?" McGonagall dug hard at her hair. It had been a long time since she had heard any news from the battlefield in Berlin. She had restrained her desire to join the war and followed Professor Binns instead, but the news she was hearing now only made her even more frantic with worry. "Did something go wrong with them?"

"Minerva, you are too agitated. What we are exploring is a stretch of history that is changing. Before everything has settled, we must not jump to conclusions."

"How could I possibly not be agitated!"

The frustration pent up in McGonagall's heart finally burst out, but her good upbringing still made her suppress her emotions. With her back to Professor Binns, her Wand slipped from her hand and fell into the mist. She sank to her knees on the ground and said weakly, "Professor Dumbledore is in Berlin fighting the most dangerous, most evil Dark Wizard in history. The other professors at the school all received letters asking for help. I received a letter and returned to Hogwarts to call upon the guardian statues. I should have been a warrior fighting on the battlefield, but now I've become someone