The residual Magic Power in the Training Room had yet to dissipate. The protective Runes on the stone walls still flickered with a faint red glow, while the uneven ground was strewn with rubble.
Regulus and Orion sat side by side on the floor, their backs against the cold black stone wall. The air still carried the scorching, damp scent left behind by colliding spells.
Regulus adjusted his breathing to recover his Magic Power. After a moment, he took the initiative to speak. "Sirius not coming home may not be a bad thing."
Orion paused, his gaze darkening. He said nothing and waited for him to continue.
"He is living freely at Hogwarts. James Potter and the others treat him sincerely, and Gryffindor's atmosphere suits him as well."
Regulus spoke calmly, as though he were discussing someone unrelated to him.
"His temperament is too fierce. He will never accept the Black family's rules or the twists and turns of the Pure-blood circle."
He turned to Orion. "His current choice may be rebellious, but it is actually the path best suited for him. Only by leaving Grimmauld Place and staying away from the disputes of the Pure-blood circle can he live freely."
Orion remained silent as countless scenes suddenly flashed through his mind.
When Regulus was young, whenever Sirius was scolded by Walburga or complained about the family's Restraints, Regulus would casually mention choices, paths, and leaving.
Those details he had once overlooked now linked together, jolting his heart.
Could it be that this younger son had been subtly guiding Sirius toward this path long ago?
"He will stand with Dumbledore in the future." Regulus's tone was certain, as if he had already seen the future. "That is the best arrangement."
Orion raised his eyes, doubt in them, but even more