stares blankly in reverie in a secluded, hidden spot by the lake. You have discovered the islet covered by weeping willows and birches, on which he's standing, on one of your solitary walks. You get there again but this time you see Regulus taking off his wizard robe and standing on the grassy shore with a bare torso. You are watching mesmerised as he sighs deeply with relief, releasing a pair of two enormous, breathtakingly beautiful black wings. A quiet gasp of pure awe and admiration escapes you at the sight but it provokes him to turn...