"So go look for it. Just remember to let me know as soon as you find it, and don't let Voldemort's open scheme succeed because of your arrogance."
"Cool. What about the attackers?"
Roy agreed, but one more matter still weighed on his mind: the group coveting the diamond. They had kept a low profile for some time now, and Roy worried that their silence meant they were preparing for another move.
"Simple. Leave the fighting to me and the thinking to you. Fair enough, right?"
"So basically, you just don't want me getting involved in the fighting..."
"If that's how you want to interpret it, I have nothing to say."
Roy smiled helplessly, picked up the fragment on the desk, waved to Dumbledore, and stood up to leave.
"Fine, it's settled then. By the way, when can Mia wear that diamond?"
"Soon. But before that, you need to learn an extremely complicated spell. One step in making the necklace requires you to cast it yourself."
"What spell?"
"The most powerful kind of magic in the world. A kind of magic related to 'love.'"
Dumbledore pulled an ancient, untitled book from the bookshelf behind him. He gently brushed the dust from its heavy cover with his fingers, a flicker of wistfulness passing through his eyes before he handed it to Roy.
"Sigh, the last time someone borrowed this book from me was eleven years ago. A great mother used the magic within it to save her child from Voldemort's hands. I hope you understand that love is the greatest magic in the world."
Roy looked at the ancient book Dumbledore had handed him, then raised his head and looked at Dumbledore curiously.
"Is it the protective spell on Harry?"
Dumbledore nodded.
"The necklace requires this magic to make. You are