"Why? How many did you drink before coming to this meeting?" retorted Andi, shaking her head. "Let's reiterate, shall we? You want the book transfered in your doubtlessly fool-and-bullet-and-Dark Lord-proof care. In the school. And in the past, the book has been kept in this school as well. Not in your fool-and-bullet-and-Dark Lord-proof care obviously, which might be why some students died that year. And then after last year's fiasco, he escaped from capture again, killing three Aurors who were sent along to guard him."

It was insane. The woman was obviously two thirds short of a glass of butobor pus.