The following day when the students were in the Great Hall eating breakfast when the Headmaster made the announcement that some of the students had fallen ill and had been taken to St. Mungos for treatment. Some rumors were swirling around that the sick students were being used in experiments, being sold as slaves or had died. The Headmaster also asked for the students to keep an eye on each other and anyone exhibiting symptoms must report to the Healer immediately. There had been a seventh year and a fourth year in Hufflepuff who'd been taken for treatment. It hit Silas a little close to home as they were both students that he'd see daily and he talked to them a few times. Adella was taking it a bit harder as the fourth year Hufflepuff was someone that she tutored in Charms. 

Adella was quiet and said very little when she did manage to speak. She was feeling so guilty even though none of it was her fault. Silas was sitting next to her and unlike the others who kept trying to get her to talk; he just left her alone unless it was to ask for her to pass something from the middle of the table. They had a mutual understanding that if they didn't want to talk then the other wouldn't press them. 

Eventually Adella turned to him and gave a soft sigh. "We should get going to our classes." She wanted to get away from everyone. Silas nodded and helped her up; ever since the news broke she'd been shaking. 

They walked to the library rather than their classes. Adella was explaining a few things about the fourth year that she'd been tutoring and how she wanted to go see her. 

Silas nodded, remaining quiet so she could talk as much as she wanted to.


[@Arista]