Carr wiped her sleeves across her eyes, her minor outburst over now, and followed after the Headmaster who was half-carrying Cela down the hall. "Cursed?" she shouted, walking with them. "What do you mean, cursed? Cursed by who? And... and why? Who would want to curse perfectly ordinary wizarding students? Why not adults who know what they're doing?"

She jogged along the corridor with them. "I... I just don't get it," she finished, sighing resignedly.