Regulus nodded and, again, repeated the process as before. The question asked, the spell cast.

This time, Regulus' brow creased in concentration because the answer he got back most, aside from a repeat of what they already knew: the wind controlled the voices and the wolves, was honest confusion. Regulus kept at it until the man started to get visibly uncomfortable and upset. If a subject to legilimency wasn't hiding answers, you could only ask the question so many times before they became too upset for their mind to be useful. Asking again would just make Regulus' job harder.

So finally he shook his head. "The answer he gave is the same you have, the wind controls the voices and the wolves. He genuinely doesn't understand beyond that."