"Nope," Millicent said. "Went back a hundred years in the records trying to find when it happened last, if ever, and couldn't find anything. Bastard just got lucky."
She nodded, wondering if that was the answer Bayleigh was hoping for. Bayleigh did seem to like her, but maybe she wanted the key that the head jailer of Azkaban had carried, or something. "Yeah, that one was mine."