We are, too. Mum and Dad finally got here--back at the tents. And Nev and Evelyn and Ginny and Bill and Charlie were all with them. There are too many of us kids for them to side-along us out, and everyone was sort of too tired to think about doing it, anywiz. So we're staying tonight and going to take the Portkey tomorrow like we were scheduled at the beginning.

I'm not sure where Percy is. With the Malfoys, maybe. Or Clearwater. I don't know. And no one's saying anything about it.

We heard that crowd leave the stadium. Dad called it a mob. And he looked really sad. Or grim, actually. That's more how he looked. Like it would be awful, whatever they'd get up to. So they were going to the camp? That can't be good.