Chapter 92: Fractures and Resolve
Aberforth's house was quiet.
Not silent. The murmur of drunken patrons drifted up from below, floorboards creaked now and then, and an old enchanted clock ticked steadily on the wall.
But Nero had tuned it all out.
Two days had passed since Dumbledore had left to analyze the truth of Jonathan's attack, and his claim of Void Principle used by Nero.
Two long days in which Nero had locked himself away, leaving the world outside to carry on without him.
He barely left his room, only stepping out when Witty forced him to eat.
Even then, the food often remained untouched.
For the first time since regaining his past-life memories, Nero felt exhausted.
Not physically. His body was fine, his magic still thrummed strong within him, but mentally, he felt stretched thin, fraying at the edges.
No matter how much he thought about it, his father remained an enigma.
There were gaps in the story, pieces missing from the puzzle.