Eventually, he’s released from the ward late one night. He changes into a proper set of clothes, straps on his sword, and takes hold of his wand. It’s familiar and foreign at the same time, and he wishes to set aside the things as soon as he picks them up. He doesn’t want to fight. After all the betrayal and manipulation, he doesn’t care to save anyone. His heart is cracking under the pressure. Only Neville and Sirius hold it together, and he goes on.