On the second day after Dumbledore and Grindelwald moved into Great-Aunt's house to rest and recuperate.
In Clearwater's typical Spanish-style home in the residential district of the Floating City, Penelope stood before the huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the shimmering Black Lake. Her arms were folded in front of her chest, and she stood there without moving, looking like a silent statue.
Outside the slightly open door to Penelope's room, Allen leaned crookedly, his head pressed together with the Three-eyed Raven on his shoulder as they peered through the crack at the female Auror inside, dressed in a nightgown.
"Has her anger eased at all?" he whispered to the Three-eyed Raven on his shoulder. Although Allen had already mastered the form of Legilimency in the Brain Room that could see through Occlumency, now that his nerve had broken, he was trying to pin his hopes on the possibility that he had made a mistake, so he asked another master who had possessed this skill for many years to judge in his place.
The Three-eyed Raven moved its head closer to Allen, its rolling eyes observing the situation in the room. Luna's ethereal, chant-like voice sounded beside Allen's ear. "You need to be careful. Jealousy has conquered her feelings and occupied her mind. She's very fragile inside right now. Be gentler with her."
"Sigh..." Allen raised a hand and mussed up the slicked-back hair he usually kept meticulously neat, turning it into a mess.
"Subtle influence won't work anymore," Luna said lightly. "I can control her directly... but you'd rather comfort her yourself."
Allen nodded. He understood what Luna meant. Since Penelope had already found out, the gentler method Luna had told him about before—having her ignore it—would no longer work.
The Three-eyed Raven tilted its head and studied Allen's