Malcolm Sharma was not a Wizard, so he could only try hard to catch the key points in the conversation. "Extended from the Animagus?"
"So the magic that turns snowy weather clear was actually a product of this magic research?" After thinking it over to himself, his heart could not help sinking. "Since it's magic research, it should be confidential, right?"
Since this was secret magic research among Wizards, it seemed not very polite for him to shamelessly keep sitting here.
In fact, his worries were not without reason.
That student named Draco Malfoy practically had the words "you're not welcome here" written all over his face.
From the moment he entered until now, that student named Draco Malfoy had not said a word. He even had his arms crossed, his eyes slightly narrowed, his lips pressed tightly together, wearing a clear "keep away" expression.
Vizet smiled gently, affirming Malcolm Sharma's understanding. "Mr. Sharma, you can understand it as 'a product of magic research.'"
"Because there aren't many people involved right now, and we're still studying it in depth, it may look somewhat mysterious. Once we integrate our recent research results, it won't really be any kind of secret."
Malcolm Sharma blinked. From Vizet's words, he heard a hint of a possible turn.
Since Vizet had said "it won't really be any kind of secret," then there seemed to be no problem with him sitting in and listening.
After all, he had become Dumbledore's errand-runner and delivered the lemon cake. If he failed to accomplish even one of the goals he had set earlier, that would be far too hard to justify.
Taking the lemon cake handed to him, Malcolm Sharma tasted a bite, and his eyes could not help lighting up.
No wonder Dumbledore had strongly invited him to