"After that we set up an improvised hospital in an abandoned lab facility on the neighboring Island. Healers were brought from St. Mungo’s," she made a pause searching for his eyes. "We have been administering you replenishing potions for the last seven days. Plus your red vials, you just had the last one earlier. I guess Ron and Harry followed my instructions." She ran a hand through his hair. "It took two days for the black cloud to clear, but it is still raining ashes. I don’t know what is the current situation inside, because I went into your mind as soon as we got your report saying you were coming to arrest me. My theory is that your magic is absent because it was severed from you when The First was destroyed and we apparated." 