Chapter 84: The Truth of His Bloodline
Nero spent another hour receiving treatment from Madam Pomfrey.
The warm glow of healing spells coursed through his body, easing the lingering aches that stubbornly clung to his muscles.
The matron fussed over him relentlessly, making sure he ate every last bite of the meal she set before him.
At first, Nero ate only because she insisted. But with each bite, he realized just how ravenous he was.
His body had been pushed far beyond its limits, and the simple act of eating filled a void he hadn't even noticed.
By the time he finished, his strength had returned, if only slightly.
With a final, reluctant glance at him, Madam Pomfrey finally gave her approval. "Alright, you may go. But take it easy, Mr. Ravenclaw. I don't want to see you back here too soon."
Descending the stairs, Nero entered the common area where Albus and Aberforth Dumbledore, Ember, Alaric, and Lilith were waiting.
Their eyes snapped toward him the moment he appeared.
He could feel the weight of their concern, pressing down like an invisible force.
Ember was the first to react, stepping forward with her arms crossed.