When Callidora stepped into the room, the only thing Delphi could think was that the look on her half-sister's face gave her the impression she had just been whomped by the whomping willow, despite the lack of dirt and bruises. Never mind the fact that the great old tree was all the way back at Hogwarts, and they were in Greece.

"Dora, what is it.." Delphi frowned, closing the book between her hands only to rest it in her lap. "What's wrong?"

"It's my mum.." Callidora said, slowly. "She was found. She's in a hospital, somewhere in England."

"Oh, Dora."