"Thanks," Zelda said, "Thank you, Miss Bones." Miss Bones had been a year below her, she thought, and a Gryffindor - they had taken some of the same NEWT classes.

"I thought - I thought there was a way to break it," she elaborated, "Now I'm not so sure." Was Alfred just going to have to live like this forever? Was there any way to get him back on the Voyager, any way he would ever be able to adventure again?

Zelda didn't think so.

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