Chapter 103: I’ve Taken an Interest in Wands [bonus]
That was the logic of it. Dumbledore had said it lightly, almost casually.
Regulus knew it wasn't that simple.
He replayed the scene in his mind. The white light passed through, and every face dissolved like frost beneath the sun.
Then he thought of himself, nearly drained dry just to hold the line.
The gap between them was so vast it was almost invisible.
But gaps could be closed.
"Macnair, Avery, and Mr. Rosier are all in the Hospital Wing," Dumbledore said, shifting the subject. He looked down at Regulus, his expression gentle.
"Macnair was injured and requires treatment. He will remember only that tonight's operation ended in complete failure, nothing more.
Avery and Rosier arrived safely. They were frightened, but Madam Pomfrey assures me a night's rest will suffice."