Olivia watched the second IMPS tournament through cracks of space between her hands. The Champions had to get to a room underneath the Whomping Willow but first they had to get past it somehow. "Come on Etta...Dora.. Levi.. Brent," she whispered to herself as she watched each of them and even some of the Illvermornians try to get past. She sucked in her breath when the Whomping Willow nearly took out one of the Illvermornians.

And then a scream from Etta caused Olivia to get to her feet. "ETTA!" Please be alright.

Pleaaaase....

Then she saw her. She was okay.