Of course, Albus knew it. Draco hadn’t really believed that Scorp would spare himself the opportunity to humiliate his father in front of his friends, revealing weaknesses and the hatred he had for him. Despite that, what spell could ever prevent him from loving his son? It was impossible to let him go. No matter how much hatred he poured on him when he was alive, or if he hoped to burn him when he was already dead: Scorpius was still a part of him, and that was all that mattered.