"No, I'll simply be conjuring it," he said. For reasons Regulus didn't fully understand, alcohol did not fall under one of the Five Exceptions of Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration. Food, Regulus would need to have it already in order to multiply it or enlarge it, or if he knew where it was already, summon it. But alcohol, well, there wasn't a Slytherin who didn't start trying to conjure alcohol the moment they realized it didn't fall under one of the exceptions.

With a simple flick of the wand, Yennifer's goblet filled up with a deep red liquid. And the same thing happened to Regulus' goblet.

"This place is full of people who can do various kinds of magic." Power, magic? Regulus just liked to think of it all as shades of magic. It was easier on his mind to think of it that wa.