From above the crowd, you search for your teacher, Minerva. You'd be more comfortable borrowing the body of a friend than a stranger. If she could hear you, you're sure Minerva would want to help. You spot her, running towards the spot where your body gave out. You swoop down, and a force seems to suck you inside of her body.
You wake up, and once again feel air passing through a set of living lungs. The sun is setting. When you entered her body, you must have passed out for a few hours. There's no time to wonder, though, and run to the place where your body collapsed, only to find it completely deserted. No corpse, no crowd, no spellbook.
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