Chapter 697: Chapter 697: Before the War (Edited)
Boom!
A lightning bolt struck Hogwarts' protective barrier, which had already been weakened by previous bombardments. Finally, amid everyone's anticipation, the barrier shattered into small fragments and dissipated into the air.
While its existence had been significant, it could only buy valuable time for Hogwarts' professors and students.
When Hogwarts was invaded, Professor McGonagall was awakened by the commotion. She quickly got out of bed in the dormitory and dressed in haste, then went to the window.
Her face displayed serious concern as she watched the flames at the castle's entrance.
Before leaving, Professor Dumbledore had activated Hogwarts' defenses and implemented other defensive measures around the castle. However, these measures could only delay the invaders and couldn't hold for long. Now was the time to make a decision.
Professor McGonagall headed for the dormitory door and raised her wand. Instantly, three silver cats with glasses-shaped markings around their eyes emerged from the tip of her wand. These were her Patronuses. The three Patronuses agilely raced away, leaving behind a trail of silver light in the corridor.
McGonagall needed to contact the other three Heads of Houses to discuss a plan.
After the three Patronuses had disappeared in the distance, McGonagall remembered that the other two wizarding schools might also be involved. So, she sent a Patronus to Beauxbatons and another to Durmstrang.
Having completed these tasks, McGonagall patiently waited in place, expecting the arrival of the other Heads of Houses and Heads of Schools, while mentally calculating what cards she still had left to play.
After weighing the pros and cons, McGonagall had an idea in mind as the other Heads arrived.
Soft footsteps echoed in the corridor, and McGonagall walked toward the sound and saw Snape.
"Someone has invaded Hogwarts; we need to do something," McGonagall said.
"Of course," Snape replied calmly and then fell silent, waiting for the other two Heads.
Soon, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout also arrived at Professor McGonagall's office.
"Minerva... Severus... what's going on?" Professor Flitwick was breathless from his haste.
"Hogwarts has been invaded."
Both of them were taken aback by the news.
"Where is Professor Dumbledore?" Flitwick exclaimed, "If Albus—"
"He's at the Ministry of Magic," Snape replied, providing the answer, "He's executing his own plan."
Flitwick's forehead immediately creased in worry. His colleague beside him, Professor Sprout, said seriously, "Then we must wait until Albus returns..."
"Yes, Pomona," McGonagall looked at her friend, "I believe we should lock down the common areas of the four houses. If there are students willing to join the fight, only allow upper-year students to participate."
"Of course," McGonagall's proposal was supported by all the Heads.
"Hagrid, I need you to mobilize the tribes of magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest," after organizing everything for the students, McGonagall turned her gaze to Hagrid, who had hurriedly arrived.
Hagrid stood still for a moment and then turned around to head back to the Forbidden Forest.
He didn't like using his friends who lived in the forest for his own purposes, but when it came to defending Hogwarts, he was willing to do it.
As for the Heads Madame Maxime and Karkaroff, Professor McGonagall also had a plan for them: in case the protective barrier was breached, the students from both schools could withdraw immediately. The invaders were targeting Hogwarts' castle and wouldn't initially come after them, giving them the best chance to retreat.
"Alright, but I will stay here and fight alongside you," Madame Maxime said without hesitation, making the decision after a brief moment of thought. She wanted to stay at Hogwarts with some of the older students to help defend the school.
The reason? The more, the better; that was her only consideration.
Madame Maxime's statement left Karkaroff green with envy. Olympe, you have good manners! But what about me?
Karkaroff felt that Madame Maxime's head must have been struck by one of those Abraxans. Wouldn't it be better to return home as soon as possible? He, Karkaroff, was a man who couldn't even protect Durmstrang. How could he stay and fight to the death for the people of Hogwarts? Do you know anything about being courteous?
Wait, courteous?
Karkaroff understood.
This was Albus Dumbledore's school; why should he worry if Dumbledore was there?
"And Professor Dumbledore?" However, as a precaution, he inquired about Dumbledore's whereabouts.
"He's not here."
"Isn't he here? This is his school!" Karkaroff grew anxious. The greatest power of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, was absent?! This situation was untenable! This place wasn't conducive to staying for long.
Professor McGonagall glanced at Karkaroff's arm, which was well-covered by his robe. Her look seemed to heat up Karkaroff, making him uncomfortable.
"He's fighting against that person," Professor McGonagall said coldly.
Karkaroff startled. He suddenly realized he couldn't worry about matters of pride now. The enemy was Voldemort and the Death Eaters. What more needed to be said? He had to run.
Karkaroff had only one thought: escape by boat.
So, he didn't even bother with courteous words to Professor McGonagall and sprinted in the direction of Durmstrang's ship.
Madame Maxime cast a disdainful look at Karkaroff's back and then turned to Professor McGonagall to inform her that she would return shortly.
"Thank you very much," Professor McGonagall said sincerely. Her feet didn't stop moving as she headed straight for the Gryffindor Tower. As the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, she had too many things to do.
Meanwhile, in the common rooms of Hogwarts' four houses, it was chaos.
The Japanese wizards and the Death Eaters outside were causing a lot of noise, awakening many young wizards from their slumber. It didn't take long for everyone to learn of this startling news.
There was a brief moment of panic, but the Heads of Houses quickly calmed everyone down.
"Hogwarts Castle was built for war," Professor Sprout said as she looked at the gathered Hufflepuff students, soothing them patiently, "The castle's structure is extremely complex, and the entrances to the common rooms are protected by very powerful magic. The invaders cannot get in."
When the four founders built the castle, they considered the possibility of an invasion of Hogwarts, so they designed its structure incredibly complicated. It was so complicated that even new students could take a week to learn how to get to the common rooms. Staircases moved everywhere, and every portrait could hide a secret door. Even students who had been here for seven years wouldn't dare claim they knew most of the secret passages.
All of this was a protective measure prepared for war.
As for the entrances to the common rooms, they are perfectly concealed. For a thousand years, only Hufflepuff students know that the entrance to the Hufflepuff Common Room is hidden among a bunch of beer barrels. The entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room, at first glance, is just a simple mural. The entrances to the Ravenclaw and Slytherin Common Rooms are a bit more noticeable but still don't go so far as to have signs or indicators. All these entrances are hidden in some corner of the castle.
For some reason, the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room, even if it's opened, requires students to crouch down and crawl to get inside. During this process, if one were to receive a Petrificus Totalus... So, in reality, the common rooms of each house are easily defensible but difficult to attack. If young wizards remain calm, they can weather the catastrophe in the common rooms without problems.
After Professor Sprout spoke, there was a brief silence in the common room. After a while, Cedric stepped forward and broke the silence. He asked, "Professor, we can't just stand by and let the invaders roam Hogwarts with impunity, can we?"
These words stirred an emotional reaction in the crowd. Hufflepuff students, as if they had found a leader, began to express their emotions vigorously.
The students were quite dissatisfied with the intrusion of intruders.
Professor Sprout had to make a great effort to calm the students.
"Seventh-year students can accompany me outside; those who aren't in their seventh year should stay in their dormitories and rest. Everything will return to normal tomorrow morning."
Some younger Hufflepuff students showed reluctant expressions.
The scenes in the other three houses were not much different from what had happened in the Hufflepuff common room. It was basically about how many people were willing to defend Hogwarts.
The Slytherin students obediently returned to their dormitories to rest. On the other hand, some older Ravenclaw students volunteered to join the professors in defending Hogwarts. As for Gryffindor...
"Everyone must return!" Professor McGonagall looked at the crowd in front of her, and her pupils narrowed.
More than half of the Gryffindor students wanted to join and confront the invaders. If you included third-year students or higher, the ratio would be even more astonishing. Professor McGonagall had to forcibly remove those students who infiltrated the group but were not old enough.
"Colin Creevey, get out of here. And you, Longbottom... Fred-"
"Professor, I'm in my sixth year!" Fred exclaimed angrily, "I didn't qualify for the Triwizard Tournament, and now I don't qualify for this either?"
"If you were more mature, I wouldn't have thought you two were still little children," Professor McGonagall told Fred as she returned him to the fighting group.
This made the twins smile with excitement. While they had missed the chance to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, they certainly wouldn't miss defending Hogwarts!
The older students formed a long line and, to the admiring and envious looks of their younger peers, exited the common room. They would gather in the Great Hall and await further instructions from the professors.
On the Durmstrang ship and the Beauxbatons carriage, chaos also erupted. Madame Maxime loudly announced her plan and quickly determined the list of people willing to stay. Including Fleur Delacour, a total of five Beauxbatons students were willing to stay and fight, which surprised Madame Maxime.
"Isn't it our duty to help each other? Besides, they took care of us for nearly a year," Fleur said casually, as if she were discussing something trivial.
"Excellent," Madame Maxime said, very pleased. She had been worried that none of her students would volunteer. Fortunately, her children didn't disappoint her.
"Very well." Madame Maxime was very pleased; she had been quite worried that none of her students would step forward. Fortunately, her students didn't let her down.
Compared to the excitement in the other houses and Beauxbatons, the atmosphere on the Durmstrang ship was very somber.
"Professor Karkaroff, why did you wake us up in the middle of the night and set the ship in motion?" Krum asked with confusion. With his eagle eyes, he stared at his headmaster, expecting an answer.
"Viktor, my dear Viktor, they're attacking Hogwarts, and it's no longer safe here. I'm going to take you back to Durmstrang so you'll be safe. It's my duty as headmaster," Karkaroff said, having prepared his explanation on the way back to the ship and now presenting it with great pomp.
"Are we just going to leave it like this? What about the professors and students at Hogwarts?" Krum furrowed his brow.
"That's Dumbledore's business. Set sail at once!" Karkaroff patiently reassured Krum, then hurried the other students to get the ship underway.
Once the ship was set in motion, it could take the students back to Durmstrang. From then on, he would have to pay close attention to what happened here...
However, escape failed last time; could it succeed this time? Suddenly, Karkaroff felt that his future was bleak. He could only pray that Dumbledore would achieve victory.
Under the director's orders, some students moved, but Krum still stood in place.
"Do you have anything else to say?" with people bustling around him, Karkaroff improved his mood and now even cared about Krum's emotional state.
"Professor, I want to stay here," Krum pondered for a moment and made a decision, "Here are my friends, here is justice."
Karkaroff: ???
"Viktor, you're crazy, you'll die here!" He lowered his voice, almost growling at Krum.
"I know."
"But you still want to stay?" Karkaroff looked at Krum as if it were the first time he met this student.
Krum responded with silence.
"Get going, hurry up!" Karkaroff waved his hand and almost hit Krum's chin, "Don't delay the ship's departure."
Krum left. Some of his good friends also disembarked from the ship.
When they arrived at the Black Lake, they saw their school's ship slowly sinking.
A small wizard shrugged, looked at Krum, and asked, "How will we return after this battle? We don't know where the school is."
"We just have to survive first," Krum didn't want to think about that problem.
Krum led his friends to the Great Hall at Hogwarts. When they entered, there were already many people there.
Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick, and Professor McGonagall led their respective students in the hall. Madame Maxime and her students also occupied a small corner, and Snape was alone and lonely in a corner.
"Professor Snape, where are your students?" seeing Snape alone, Madame Maxime felt a bit puzzled, "If they have other plans, it would be better if they informed us in advance, so—"
Madame Maxime instinctively thought that the Slytherin students had some special task, which was why they didn't appear in the Great Hall.
However, upon hearing what Madame Maxime said, Snape's face turned extremely ugly.
He came alone not because he had some grand plan, simply because no Slytherin student was willing to come out to defend Hogwarts.
Snape: ...
Enough, say no more.
Under normal circumstances, Professor McGonagall would surely have made some sarcastic comment to her "arch-nemesis," but now was not the time for arguments. She gave a brief explanation of how tasks would be assigned and then allowed everyone to begin preparations for battle.
Professor McGonagall's strategy was simple: the professors would lead their students to occupy key positions and stop the enemy. The advantageous positions for the battle would be the Ravenclaw Tower, the Astronomy Tower, and the Gryffindor Tower, where the view was wide, and spells could be cast from an elevated position.
More precise strategies couldn't be offered mainly because no one had experience in large-scale battles.
"Mandrake, Devil's Snare..." Professor Sprout muttered as she walked away, looking for magical plants she could use in battle. She would fight alongside her students in the Gryffindor Tower.
Professor Flitwick also departed; he wanted to personally protect the Ravenclaw Tower. He hurried off because he remembered some clever spells he could set up in advance in the school courtyard to hinder the invaders.
Professor McGonagall was not idle either; she drew her wand and shouted loudly, "Piertotum locomotor!"
The entire castle seemed to come to life, and a rumbling echoed throughout Hogwarts.
The suits of armor that had previously only adorned the hallways leaped from their pedestals and headed for the Great Hall.
"Hogwarts is threatened, it's time for you to do your duty!" McGonagall shouted, "Defend Hogwarts and exterminate the invaders!"
A large number of suits of armor and statues clustered around her and filed past, appearing to be almost the size of two people, holding all sorts of weapons. And the animal statues were even more diverse, in all shapes and sizes.
One of the statues, a knight with a hippogriff, caught McGonagall's attention because she had never seen it before.
As that thing approached, Professor McGonagall finally recognized it.
"Yodel, what are you doing here?"
Chapter 698: Chapter 698: The Battle at Hogwarts (Edited)
"Professor McGonagall, as you can see, I'm defending Hogwarts," Tom replied.
Initially, Professor McGonagall wanted to send this underage young wizard back, but suddenly, she realized that this guy was probably more skilled in combat than the vast majority of adult wizards.
So, what reason did she have to persuade him to leave?
At that moment, Hermione also obediently followed behind Tom, trying to reduce her presence. However, she was still caught by Professor McGonagall's sharp gaze.
"Miss Granger, this is not where you should be; go back to the Common Room quickly!" McGonagall said sternly, which filled Tom with joy.
Tom fully agreed with the professor's opinion. He thought Hermione should stay in the Common Room. Unfortunately, he couldn't persuade this stubborn young woman.
"No, Professor McGonagall, I can fight too!" This time, Hermione didn't obey Professor McGonagall's order. She raised her chin and said, "Tom is not better at spells than me!"
Professor McGonagall: ???
She looked at Tom with an incredulous look, and under her gaze, Tom lowered his head, feeling guilty.
As for spellcasting ability, Hermione was indeed stronger than him. Tom hadn't been focused on studying spells lately; instead, he had been concentrating on alchemy and exploring his girlfriend's body. Hermione was smart and hardworking, whereas Tom had neglected his studies a bit, so it was normal for there to be a slight gap between them.
McGonagall: ...
"Very well, I can't do anything with you two," Professor McGonagall said helplessly. "Take care of yourselves."
Regarding Hermione Granger and Tom Yodel, Professor McGonagall always felt a sense of helplessness. Both of them were completely different from regular students, almost as if they were outside the rules.
With or without Dumbledore's intentional help, their position within Hogwarts was more like that of teachers than students, and the school rules practically didn't affect them; it all depended on Hermione's conscience.
Seeing Professor McGonagall nod, a small smile appeared on Hermione's face, but she knew it wasn't time to celebrate, so she forcefully suppressed the urge to rejoice and simply dragged Tom to quickly leave the Great Hall.
Once they bid farewell to the two of them, Professor McGonagall continued organizing the defense in the Great Hall, establishing the first line of defense to stop the invaders. Meanwhile, out of McGonagall's sight, Hermione wore a satisfied smile.
"How about that? Don't you dare leave me behind and fight alone," she said, hands on her hips, the corner of her lips raised, looking at Tom proudly.
Seeing Hermione's excitement, Tom sighed and bent down to ruffle her hair.
"But this battle will be very dangerous; I really hope you'll return to the Common Room; you're only in your fourth year."
Hermione pouted. "You're in your fourth year too, Yodel!"
"It's not the same—" Tom wanted to explain how he was different from Hermione after equipping himself with alchemical armor, but he was interrupted by Hermione.
"Don't say any more, this time I'll definitely fight with you. I can't just stay by the fireplace in the Common Room while you face the invaders, even if..."
"Don't say those unfortunate things; I understand what you mean." Tom lifted Hermione into his arms and placed her in front of him on his mount. Once Hermione settled in, he kissed her cheek and directed Buckbeak into the night sky.
The summer night breeze was cool, even a bit chilly, so Hermione snuggled closer in Tom's embrace, basking in the feeling of safety. Although a great battle was approaching, her heart was surprisingly calm, as if this moment were the happiest of her life. She closed her eyes, wishing time would stand still, but Hogwarts Castle wasn't that tall, and it didn't take them long to fly from the ground to the top, quickly interrupting Hermione's brief happiness.
Tom took Hermione to the Ravenclaw Tower, where the view was wide and suitable as an outpost to attack the enemy. Professor Flitwick was already there ahead of him. After observing for a moment, Professor Flitwick began casting spells to harness the power of the wind. Accompanied by his incantations, strange whistles could be heard on the grounds outside the castle.
Tom's appearance, with his armor and riding a hippogriff, caught the attention of the Ravenclaw students who were older than Professor Flitwick had brought with him. To them, the combination of armor and mount was unusual and novel.
"Oh, have you finished that armor, Yodel?" Professor Flitwick also noticed Tom and Hermione's presence, so after completing the complicated spell, he turned to look at Tom and Hermione.
Tom nodded. "Yes, today is a good day to test the effectiveness of this armor."
Professor Flitwick smiled, expressing that the true quality of equipment would only be shown in battle. He wished Tom good luck.
Hermione jumped off Buckbeak and approached the edge of the tower to observe the situation outside, trying to identify the invaders by the noise and commotion. Meanwhile, Tom found Professor Flitwick and shared some ideas with him.
"Atmospheric spells, huh?" Professor Flitwick stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, thinking that Tom's suggestion was feasible.
When the invaders broke through the protections at the entrance of Hogwarts, a storm with thunder and lightning would be the best welcome. However, the storm would also hinder the visibility of the defenders, which had its pros and cons.
Looking at the torn protection in the distance, Professor Flitwick felt that time was running out and gathered his students.
"Kids, use the atmospheric spells I taught you. Everyone with me... Three, two, one!"
"Atmospheric-nubilum!" (Atmospheric cloud)
"Atmospheric-pluvia!" (Atmospheric rain)
"Atmospheric-fulmenr!" (Atmospheric lightning)
Dozens of spells soared into the night sky, causing dramatic changes in the weather conditions.
Dark clouds began to gather over Hogwarts, and lightning began to flash as well. When everything was ready, there was a deafening roar where the entrance to Hogwarts had been, and the castle's outer protection emitted a final creak before breaking. Under this commotion, everyone knew that the war had begun.
A bolt of lightning descended appropriately, illuminating the dark grass and revealing the pale faces of the invaders.
A large number of Trackers and wizards from the Japanese Ministry of Magic stormed into Hogwarts.
Curiously, the Death Eaters, whom Dumbledore had always considered imaginary enemies, didn't appear. Instead, the main contingent consisted of Japanese wizards and Trackers from the United States.
With various intentions, they burst into this ancient magical school and, as expected, were met with a strong counterattack from the school authorities.
The moment they crossed the gate, they were soaked by the rain falling from the sky, and the worst part was that the rain was mixed with lightning.
Because there were puddles on the ground, these lightning strikes, even when falling less than a meter away, were enough to leave people partially paralyzed, not to mention when they hit directly. An unfortunate Tracker, driven by his ambition to earn merits, ran too fast and was struck by lightning, causing his body to emit the smell of roast meat.
"Protego!" Seeing the disaster befall their comrade, the invaders were startled and quickly used the shield spell to add protection over their heads.
"Advance! Head for the castle!" The Shogun drew the sword from his waist with one hand, waved it towards the sky, and lightning appeared, breaking a hole in the clouds and stopping the rain.
The wizards and Trackers who saw the opportunity hurried forward, but it wasn't long before someone screamed in pain.
These invaders encountered Hogwarts' second line of defense: Professor Sprout had placed various magical plants on the grass outside the castle, which automatically attacked invaders who entered their territory.
Poisonous plants, Devil's Snare, vines... These plants made the invaders pay a high price. However, time was limited, and Professor Sprout's preparations were too, so some of the invading wizards managed to overcome the magical plant attack and ran forward.
After all, the attack speed of the magical plants was also limited. If they managed to catch a companion, then the individual could escape. This was the strategy of the Trackers and Japanese wizards: simple but very effective.
Moreover, due to the special nature of both factions, they even sabotaged their own comrades. For example, they pushed a nearby Tracker or secretly placed obstacles in the path of Japanese wizards, something that was quite common. Who said that in these two factions, even "being united" was hard to achieve?
As a result, as they advanced towards the castle, the invaders had already paid the price of dozens of people, and that was just the beginning. When they got closer, a variety of strange and curious spells rained down on them from the castle towers as if they were actual rain.
Stunning spells, petrification, cutting, explosions...
Hogwarts students were still too inexperienced; there wasn't a single trace of an Unforgivable Curse among the attacks. The invaders also fought back vigorously, aiming for the sky. One side had more members and the advantage of being in a higher position, resulting in a fierce battle.
Inside the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall and her students were seriously focused. The enemies were just outside, separated only by a wooden door.
Fred and George briefly disappeared, and when they reappeared, they carried a bunch of fireworks they had made themselves.
After discussing it with Professor McGonagall, they aimed the fireworks at the castle's door. Once in place, an explosion occurred. The two wooden doors of Hogwarts Castle shattered, and a group of wizards dressed in black robes rushed in.
"Now's the time to test our combat skills, what do you think?" Fred asked George.
"Not bad," George replied.
Afterward, they both activated the fireworks.
The wizards who had just entered were thrown backward, and taking advantage of this momentum, Professor McGonagall led her students and the Hogwarts statues to counterattack. In an instant, the castle's entrance became chaotic.
Spells flew back and forth, and the destruction also affected the House Point Counter, causing the gemstones inside to fall like sand, but no one paid it any mind.
As spells flew and the battle intensified, the Shogun stealthily activated her invisibility spell and concealed herself in the surroundings.
For her, winning or losing wasn't important; she just wanted to reclaim her own body.
At this moment, she was only an empty, cold shell. Only by regaining her body and half of her soul would she be complete. First, she would merge the two halves of the soul, and then she would completely erase the remaining consciousness of the other half of the soul to gain a new life.
Her subordinates who were fighting meant nothing to her ambition; everything could be sacrificed. After all, they were a bunch of fools she could easily manipulate with just a few words.
A handful of fools whose ambition didn't match their strength.
The Shogun gripped the sword in her hand and slid into the chaotic battlefield.
...
After a while of sniping at the enemies from the top of the Ravenclaw Tower, Tom decided to descend and join the fight on the front lines. When Hermione learned of his intention, she didn't hesitate and mounted Buckbeak, flying with him.
As Tom arrived, shouts, screams, and sounds of combat echoed throughout the castle. Trackers and Japanese wizards had already invaded Hogwarts, and dazzling flashes were everywhere, occasionally accompanied by moans as someone or some statue fell.
"Out of my way!" Tom casually knocked a Japanese wizard who approached him and sent him flying, then he rode Buckbeak and rushed into the larger crowd of people.
"Hermione, Patronus-"
"Expecto Patronum!" After hearing Tom's words, Hermione understood without the need for explanations. Together, they waved their wands and summoned their respective Patronuses, two creatures that then merged into a complete three-headed dog.
Tom controlled the Patronus, pushing his way forward, while he himself guided Buckbeak to where there were more people. With the support of both forces, none of the Japanese or Trackers could stop him.
"That alone won't do!" Tom struck a Japanese wizard who was confronting Fred and George hard on the head. The man was busy dealing with the twins and never expected such a shameless attack. In the blink of an eye, he fell unconscious, unsure if he was alive or dead.
"Excellent Stunning Spell!" Fred exclaimed loudly.
Tom was about to say something when the air around him suddenly exploded, and the entire space seemed to tear and distort. Buckbeak staggered and threw Tom and Hermione to the ground.
Tom flew through the air and had to tightly grip the staff in his hand. The armor he was wearing saved his life, resisting the sudden explosion with its powerful shield enchantment.
Tom struggled to clear away the debris that covered him and surveyed the situation around him. The cool, fresh air coming in indicated that the explosion had just shattered the outer castle wall. In fact, not only that, almost the entire staircase had collapsed, burying Tom, Hermione, Buckbeak, Fred, and George under the rubble of the staircase.
Tom had no major injuries as the shield enchantment of his armor had saved him. But the condition of the others was uncertain.
Buckbeak's wings seemed to be broken, Fred and George were injured; one had a broken arm from a rock, and the other had his leg trapped under the debris. Both of their situations were not good.
As for Hermione, the moment Tom stood up, he turned his gaze toward her.
Tom froze.
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