Morwenna sucked in a deep breath, let it settle and exhaled slowly. She felt absolutely no better but it did give her the time she needed to regulate her thoughts. On the one hand Mr Crouch's response was probably the correct one - unicorns were, after all, quite a different prospect to the occamy and in all her years she had never heard of one intentionally harming a wizard, nor did she expect to.

On the other hand...

Quite without warning four more toadstalls changed rapidly, one after the other, and Morwenna quickly assessed two creatures she could have contained as a student, one that she was confident her team and the aurors would manage well enough and a Hebridean Black that turned her insides to ice.

"If we're lucky the unicorn will look tastier than we do."

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MJ knows my soul rings to the rune of this iconic hat