Humidity

Minerva pointed her wand and a hedge blackened before vanishing. "We taught through the first war. I always told myself, 'I can keep them safe at Hogwarts, and that's enough.'" "The first war," Pomona echoed, voice deliberately impassive. Minerva nodded grimly. "You can't pretend otherwise." Two friends reclaim the Quidditch pitch after the Triwizard Tournament.