My lips tremble as I mumble, “...to go."
"What?" Clyde looks at me, confused.
"I have to go!" I say urgently, running in the opposite direction. I have to get to Harry! I have to get to my brother before that man does!
I can't shift in broad daylight to pick up speed, and I can't run all the way to the school fast enough. My only option is a taxi.
I hail one that is passing by and jump in when he stops, my breathing ragged, "Phole Junior School! And please make it fast!"
I don't even bother counting the bills when we arrive, simply tossing them in the front seat when the driver pulls in front of the school and dashing out. School is being let out, and I can see students walking outside. However, I can't see my brother in the sea of students.
"Harry!" I shout out his name, ignoring th
