Fiennes had spent his whole life navigating the Borderlands. He was no novice—how could he not know what Lockhart was thinking?
Oh, although Lockhart was a seasoned operator too.
It was just that one was a seasoned operator in civilized society, skilled at exploiting loopholes, while the other was a veteran of the dark places on the edge of life and death. Each had his own strengths.
They both knew that the information "I know how to develop the moon" could draw Anton into helping, so Fiennes was determined to make Lockhart write down everything he knew.
Well, if everything that needed to be said was already in the letter, Anton had no need to make a special trip to see Lockhart.
Perfect.
What they didn't know was that Anton and Anna were peering into the space between the edges of a colorful, mist-shrouded passageway, watching them.
Anna was curious too. She turned to Anton. "I wonder what he's writing. The Weather Charm really does seem like a good breakthrough point."
Anton raised an eyebrow and gently drew his wand.
"Easy. We'll just see what he's writing."
With so many familiar faces in Lockhart's office, each of whom had shared many ties with him in the past, Anton could now peer into more than just his relationship with Lockhart.
With a light tap of his wand, a colorful mist spread between Anton and Fiennes.
It wasn't only Fiennes. Colorful mist was swirling between Anton and Jillian and Filch as well.
"I know you might not quite understand what the so-called River of Spirituality is."
Anton patiently explained his new discovery to Anna. "Think of it like the river of time constructed from memories. It's like an endless videotape. If we follow the tape to a certain point and enter it,