Robes flying out behind him, magic simmering in anger as he made his way back to his office from the hospital tower. Every misgiving he had ever had over the damn Riddle twins was coming back, he had so wanted to believe he could use them in this war. He knew having the Dark Lord’s Heirs on his side would have not only been a great motivator to the common public but also been something the Light could’ve used to promote him. The ever kind and forgiving leader of the Light taking in and guiding them away from their father’s path.