"Why aren't you worried?" I asked, trailing after Ramsey. The dead, warped trees seemed to swallow up the remaining daylight and drenched the forest with darkness.

"About what?"

"About me. I tried to kill you, remember?" I kept my voice low since admitting it was proof of my guilt despite what the Ministry said.

"Oh, I remember," he said, glancing back with a smirk. "But you won't try it again because you know I'm innocent."

I went silent, ...