Chapter 290: Ran His Mouth, Deserved It [bonus]
In Orion's judgment, the conversation ahead wasn't meant for Sirius's ears.
Not a matter of trust. Simply unnecessary.
What he needed to discuss with Regulus was the Bella situation. Why he'd sheltered those two half-bloods. Why he'd replied to her in that provocative manner.
Every one of those actions pointed to the same question: why Regulus had chosen this particular moment, in this particular way, to deliberately provoke a conflict with Bella.
His conduct at school seemed far bolder than before. Openly protecting half-bloods, seating them at the heart of the Slytherin table, responding to Bella's warning the way he had.
Each move looked like a conscious effort to stoke the fire. That wasn't Regulus's usual style.
But Orion knew this son. Regulus didn't act without reason.
On any other second-year pure-blood, those moves would be begging for trouble. On Regulus, Orion assumed there was logic behind every one.
Regulus's power had reached a level most adult wizards couldn't touch, yet power was the thing that had changed him least.