"Young wizard?"
Ms. Heifen stared at the young man in astonishment, then glanced at Noah standing in front of her. Her mind was a complete mess.
What was going on?
A wizard?
Noah was a young wizard?
Damn it! Although Noah looked like he was fourteen or fifteen, he was actually only twelve. All that could be said was that he had developed well.
But this child, whom she had watched grow up, who had always been somewhat withdrawn, was actually a wizard?
How was that possible? Could that stick he had pulled out actually be a wand?
"You shouldn't be here. Aren't you afraid the Aurors will come looking for trouble?" Noah did not answer Ms. Heifen's question. Honestly, he did not know how to answer it himself.
Although Noah knew Ms. Heifen would learn of his identity sooner or later, saying it aloud still felt incredibly surreal.
Who knew whether Ms. Heifen could accept such a fantastical revelation? Maybe she would have accepted it ten years later, but now...
"Of course I'm afraid. Those people have noses keener than hunting hounds, and they're really not easy to deal with. But you're just a student, aren't you? Or perhaps calling you a little wizard would be more fitting?"
"Want to try it, demon?"
"No, no, no. The moment you cast a spell, you'll draw the Ministry of Magic's attention, and then I'll be in trouble. I only came to trouble someone. I have no intention of offending the Ministry of Magic, so here's some advice, kid: forget about me. Don't try to play the hero."
The young man smiled, rolled a silver coin through his fingers, and slowly walked into the darkness until he vanished completely.
Only then did Noah slowly put away his wand. That guy would not