The words Vizet spoke so lightly struck the people before him with tremendous force.
"Experts who deserve to be cherished..."
They murmured to themselves, repeating those words several times, their eyes flashing with disbelief.
After becoming "Werewolf Wizards," burdens, problems, monsters... they had always carried labels like those.
They had never imagined that the stretch of life they had struggled through in the cracks, filled with pain and hardship, would one day be called a "treasure," called a "unique value."
"We're... experts?" they said in trembling voices, looking down at their hands in unison, as if seeing them for the first time. "Can we really... do it?"
If Vizet curing their "Lycanthropy Disease" had allowed them to be born anew, then the words Vizet spoke at this moment bestowed unparalleled meaning upon that new life.
"Of course you can!" Vizet always gave them an affirmative answer. "Like I just said, you need to become confident."
Liam Graves also added at just the right moment, "Mr. Lovegood is absolutely right!"
"The current situation is extremely chaotic. We're facing many difficult problems, and all of them need your help!"
Vizet took over. "After all, there's still a long future ahead, and your 'Lycanthropy Disease' has only just been cured... I think what you need most right now should be rest and adjustment."
"When you've adjusted, and feel it's time to set out, please remember: the road beneath your feet will become broader because of the experiences you once had. You are people who are needed!"
He raised his Wand and gave a gentle wave toward the mansion.
The mansion hall, warm and luxurious only moments ago, now seemed like a fragile bubble rising up, dissipating bit by bit into the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Everyone returned to