Kaga stepped forward, getting a glove off and touching the trunk with one hand. For a long time he just stood there.

"I think...there will always be that nagging doubt, because Hogwarts is a fickle place. But I feel relieved." He looked at Kurama. "I wish you had sought help, though. Those wounds came from him, didn't they?"

He pulled his hand away. "I want to be there when the tree gets burned down."