Chapter 90: What Are You Two Hiding from Me? [bonus]
Cuthbert kept pressing for details. "What did that dark wizard look like? All shifty and sinister? His wand was snapped in half and he still tried to take hostages. Completely insane. If it were me, I'd have hit him with a Disarming Charm on the spot, then followed up with a Binding Spell. Make him eat dirt and stay there."
He grew more animated as he spoke, wrist flicking through imaginary spellwork, mimicking the sharp movements of casting.
"Trash like that deserves to be crushed. We can't let the dignity of Pure-blood families slip."
Alex frowned and shook his head. "It's better to stay out of danger. If something like that happens, your first priority should be your own safety. Dark wizards are capable of anything. There's no point going head-to-head with them."
As he spoke, he shifted a little closer to Regulus, leaning forward unconsciously. "I've heard some of them set up Dark magic traps. Even if you subdue them, you might still get caught by something nasty. It's not worth the risk."
"Safety matters, sure, but you can't be a coward either." Cuthbert slapped the table, drawing a few sideways glances from nearby students.
He raised his voice deliberately. "If you don't even have that much nerve, how are you supposed to stand in the wizarding world later on? We're heirs to Pure-blood families. We can't look easy to bully. Of course, if you really can't win, then you run. Only an idiot fights to the death."
He laughed first, a sly glint in his eyes.
Regulus did not join the debate. He ate quietly.