"Something was wrong.
The window was open.
I had never opened it. Aunt Puff hadn't either. Had Minerva?
I looked back at her seat.
Minerva's leopard-print cowboy hat lay on the floor.
"Minerva "
Ludwig growled, sniffing the air.
Ciber squawked furiously, banging his feathers against his cage.
Smoke swirled round the chair where Minerva had been sitting.
The silly hands tried to fan it away.
I gulped.
Ludwig...