Before dawn, a letter from the Magical Congress arrived.
Gu Gu, awakened by the disturbance, glared with her round eyes, frightening the owl before her—now several times thinner—so badly that it did not dare move.
A handwritten letter from the Head of the Auror Office was quite a show of respect for Vincent.
"Can't you be a little nicer? It's a foreign feline friend."
"Gu Gu!"
She had been sleeping soundly when this clueless little thing suddenly woke her up.
Starting today, she would create a legend of her own in North America's owl world.
Trying to run?
Stay behind and be her little underling!
Vincent smiled helplessly as he opened the letter.
As expected, Sam had slipped away first.
An Auror squad captain with such a promising future had fallen into becoming a wanted criminal. If it were made into a film, it would definitely be more exciting than the second ten-year plan of a certain series.
Bradley had also vaguely revealed some of Randolph's thoughts.
He could be spared the death penalty, but not punishment.
To the public, this was merely a small accident caused by a misunderstanding.
Internally, the longer Sam remained missing, the worse his future treatment would be.
Naturally, Bradley also asked Vincent to notify him immediately if he received any news.
Whether for the hundred-Galleon reward or to maintain his image as a law-abiding citizen, Vincent felt obligated to assist the Magical Congress.
By the time he had written his reply with pen and paper, dawn had broken.
After he placed it in the envelope, Gu Gu suddenly snatched it away in her beak.
The other weak, pitiful, helpless owl could only gaze at Vincent with pleading eyes.
"Hurry up and give it back."
"Gu Gu!"
Vincent grabbed Gu Gu and gave her a