One corner of Regulus' mouth curled in amusement before he focused back on his cigarette.

"Scry his thoughts-" then Regulus mouth dropped to a frown as if he'd bitten something bitter. "If you want to really simplify it," he said with a sneer, "some call it mind-reading. But that's not accurate, it's actually-"

Suddenly Regulus was too tired to explain the fine distinction between 'mind-reading' and leglimency.

"You get the idea."