“This is madness, Albus,” the stouter man says. The other simply sighs and takes a sip from his glass.
“You’re the best wizard we’ve got. You’ll dedicate your life to finding him, but you won’t fight him?” His voice, while not deep to begin with, hits a very high note on the final word.
“No,” the smaller man replies calmly.
The man’s puffy face goes momentarily slack. “But, Albus, we’ll lose without you.”
“And I’m sure that, should that happen, you’ll have found a way to wriggle into the victor’s good favor.”
The man becomes flustered. “Well…I…yes, but…Albus!”