For Gold?

Vice Chairman of the International Confederation of Wizards, the most powerful wizard of the modern age?

Louise stared at the mild-mannered Amosta Breen, her eyes filled with astonishment.

Though she was not a wizard of the magical world, with reasoning abilities somewhat sharper than the average person's, it was not difficult for her to grasp the weight carried by those two titles.

She only needed to compare them to the positions held by the great figures at the top of society in the world she lived in.

It was meaningless. Amosta Breen was an outstanding young man, but how had he achieved such accomplishments at such a young age? If wizards had no means of preserving their appearance, if Amosta's age truly matched how he looked, then it was simply unbelievable!

"Oh, I usually don't like to boast about those titles—"

Amosta shrugged. Not a trace of arrogance showed on his face; he continued to smile calmly.

"Actually, I work at a magic school. I'm more accustomed to hearing people call me 'Professor Breen'—"

"You have magic schools too?" Louise blurted out. "That Hermione Granger—"

"That's right—"

Amosta nodded appreciatively. Louise's mind was indeed sharp. His smile faded, and his gaze darkened somewhat.

"She is my student. Moreover, right under my nose, Fraser sent her a package. What was hidden inside was not a bomb, but an evil curse. She was attacked and is currently receiving treatment at a hospital in the British wizarding world. As her professor, and as someone responsible for my students' safety, I must personally drag out the mastermind behind this incident and see justice done for her—"

Magic academies, hospitals in the magical world.

Louise was momentarily dazed. She realized that the magical world, unknown to ordinary people, had already developed into a civilization of