His brow furrowed at her question. The hand that was laid on her shoulder reached up to brush against the skin of her face. Feeling the cool palm against her cheek and then her forehead confused her further. Never in her acquaintance with the wizard had she seen him behave so kindly. At least not to her. He'd made it clear many times before that he had no use for a filthy, little Mudblood like her. His hand remained cupping her cheek as he stared into her eyes. She considered pushing it off. Only for a moment or two.