Tracey had been foolish to think that this woman would have simply used a killing curse. Instead, it was so much worse. Tracey cried out seeing her brother suffer and die right before her eyes.
She didn't understand what was happening, that black smoke that disappeared into a box. Tracey had a renewed struggles on her ropes though.
"John! John no! I'm sorry!" she cried, her heart aching. "Let me go to him! Let me take him home, please!"