[1905? Well that settled it, didn't it.

As well as he looked and as charming his mannerisms, James had absolutely no soft spots when it came to the Dark Arts.

People often said that Grindelwald was only bested by Voldemort, when it came to that.

Clicking his tongue, James raised a brow at him and made a face.]

Sorry, can't say the feeling's mutual.

Think everyone's heard of you, 'round my time. You're second-fiddle and all, but even second fiddles can play loud, all right.

You follow?

[He doubted it. James didn't even really follow that one.

Losing his magic in more than one way today, apparently. It was just a lot to take in all at once. All of this...]