After ending his call with Draco, Lucius was still somewhat dazed. To be precise, even now, he still found it hard to believe what he had learned from that conversation, yet it explained so many things he had never been able to understand before.
"So there really are other worlds, and they intend to use this world as a center for cultivating talent? No, as a base for early education?"
Lucius was no fool. On the contrary, his mind was exceptionally sharp. From Draco's scattered words alone, he had already analyzed many things, including Josh's purpose. Though he knew Josh had never intended to hide anything from them.
"What enviable confidence."
In Lucius's eyes, Josh's willingness to reveal all this so freely was clearly a display of confidence. An attitude that simply did not care what they might do, born from absolute faith in his own strength. Lucius did not find it strange at all; if Josh lacked such confidence, people would only look down on him.
At the same time, he greatly envied that old man Dumbledore. Through his connections, Lucius had figured out how Josh had entered Hogwarts and become a professor—and even a Head of House. But after learning the truth, he had nearly been angered to the point of crooked nostrils.
Back then, Josh had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, then gone to Hogwarts to teach because he had run out of money and needed to earn some. Lucius had wondered why those two young nobles had fallen so low, and he had even disdained to make their acquaintance.
But everything changed afterward, because on the first day of school, Josh had killed that Dark Lord and the Professor Quirrell he possessed with a single move! The incident caused an enormous stir throughout the wizarding world.