Myrtle gave him a slight smile, it was rewarding slightly, to know that she had likely caught Olive in whatever she was doing. There was a piece of her that felt almost comforted by that news, that she would be held responsible for whatever it was that was happening to her. She’d almost missed what was being said.
“How is that even possible?” It was a simple question. It was impossible to be in two places at once, and it was impossible to bring people from the past, if it were possible the Founders would be walking around Hogwarts and there would be no need for Headmasters. “Are my parents here?”