Seneca began to wonder if the voice was maybe a ghost's who'd decided to have some fun with the two distraught students. It wouldn't be the first time a ghost did that. Some of them were so annoying. They were dead already, they could feel no pain, so they had nothing to lose by being annoying. Well, the Ministry could force them out of the building they haunted, Seneca supposed. The Hogwarts ones were safe from that fate. If Peeves could still haunt around, so could everyone else.

It wasn't a ghost. It was some girl who was alive and well. Whitledge's spells failed to stop her; Seneca's Impediment Jinx was more succesful. The girl was slowed down enough for the two students to bind her in ropes.

"Count on a Gryffindor to make such a mess!" Seneca commented with disdain. Then, she remembered that Handsome Whitledge was also a Gryffindor. Seneca felt her overwhelming embarassment at her error and she used her powers to stop her blush from becoming too deep. "What I mean to say is - it's such a shame that some of your housemates spoil the reputation of the entire House!"