Chapter 29 Alexa looked around. She was alone and saw Ron, Hermione and Harry running toward her. "Did it work?" "Yes. It had to have worked. I was holdin the arm of my past-self when I Apparated. That's all you have to do to get two or more people to Apparate." "So you're alive?" "Yep!" "Now what are we going to do?" "Go forward in time" "And just how do we do that?" "Turn the timeturner forward." They put the timeturner on again and Alexa turned it forward. "Let's go find Dumbledore." Alexa said when they were back in the present time. "And we have to make sure it isn't Naclle we find." They set off, under the Cloaks and walked to Dumbledore's office. "YOU WHAT?" they heard a voice yell. "I-I...er..." "SPIT IT OUT!" the voice said. "Lucius Malfoy." Alexa whispered. "It wasn't my fault! He was unconsious for so long and then..." "HE'S DEAD?" Lucius Malfoy bellowed. "YOU FOOL! HE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO DIE! WHY DID WE USE AN IDIOT LIKE YOU FOR THIS PLAN? SALISHA WILL BE FURIOUS! WHEN DID THAT OAF, DUMBLEDORE DIE?" Harry, Ron and Hermione's jaws had dropped open and Alexa had gone into something like a trance in disbelief. "Just- just today." the little courage Naclle had had, seemed to have left him. "YOU ARE GOING TO SUFFER FOR THIS NACLLE!" "Before that, what do we do about the Potter boy, your son and Alexa?" "Kill them. All of them. She's a traitor." "Alexa?" "Yes! Who else? That idiot Moody? We gave Alexa dozens of chances to join us, to get power. She refused each time. Kill her." "Yes sir." Alexa and Hermione turned, tapped Ron on the shoulder, and left. "So-so Dumbledore is dead?" Hermione asked faintly. Harry had been staring at the ground. "Yes. That's what Naclle said." "Maybe Naclle was wrong. He's a nimwitt! He can't tell the difference between night and day!" The room suddenly went dark. There was a rushing sound and it was hard for all four of them to stay seated in the common room chairs. After a few minutes, the rushing increased. Alexa and Hermione actually fell to the ground and clutched the chairs tightly. Although the only source of light was the moonlight, they could see something. It was the evil echo. It was being sucked into the parchment that held the prophecy that Alexa had left on the table after she'd come back from Heaven. After a few more seconds, the rushing stopped and the lights came back on. Alexa and Hermione stood up shakily. "What just happened?" Ron asked. "It had to be something with the prophecy because the echo was sucked into it. I guess it was because the prophecy was complete. Dumbledore's gone, so the key to Harry's past is too." Alexa said. "How can you die from being unconsious for a long time." "I don't know. He was old and-" "Moody was old." Harry said. "But who was older? Moody or Dumbledore? Dumbledore was and he wasn't being taken care of. Maybe he went into a coma or something. It's one of those horrible things that we'll never know." "I hate those things." "Me too." "We should go to bed." Hermione said, yawning. "We can't. Naclle is still posing as Dumbledore. We have to get rid of him." Alexa said quietly. "If he's a nimwitt, can't we get rid of him tomorrow?" "No. He's dangerous. Think about it. A nimwitt, roaming around the school, working with Malfoy and I don't know why because he can't even perform a spell." "If he can't perform a spell, why is he dangerous?" "He's working with Lucius Malfoy." "Ok, let's go then." They wrapped themselves in the cloaks again and set off to get Naclle.