Since August mentioned causing a dead zone to appear, Albus was certain that this Aheal was in the know about August being a dark dryad. The flow of the conversation felt a little bit off, though, it felt like an interrogation and if it was then… Albus looked around. There should be some familiar items around - oh, an orb of truth among two regular gems, and a glass of deceit hanging by a lamp, masked as a windchime.
