All of this is becoming an entirely new kind of madness. Percy is dead. She killed him to reset time. What wouldn't she do to fix her family in their pureblood status?

McGonnagal paced the small confines of the charm, tapping her wand against her palm and considering what she's being told.

"For that to have happened, there's many who would have had to have gone along with this. That would include Dumbledore himself," she says, not asking but stating. She sounds confused, uncertain because that wasn't how things were supposed to be.

She pauses, looking to them. "His Master? You're saying he's alive then?"