A Long-Awaited Reunion

As one of Europe's three great magical schools, the home country of Beauxbatons, and the birthplace of the famed alchemist Nicolas Flamel, France was likewise highly renowned in the wizarding world.

Though its reputation and prestige were nowhere near as great as England's, there was one thing... France's Minister for Magic could proudly declare at diplomatic conferences that their country had not produced a single notorious Dark wizard in centuries. In terms of reputation, they were better than England by who knew how many times.

It was only seventy years ago, when Grindelwald suddenly came here and held a rally, that France's centuries of peace had been broken.

But that had only happened once. After Grindelwald, this place had remained peaceful, making French wizards seem rather more relaxed than their English counterparts.

In the very center of Place de Fürstenberg in Paris stood an unusually shaped building. From the outside, it looked like an arrow pointing left—a vertical triangle.

Its distinctive appearance drew plenty of attention and had become something of a local attraction. However, most people did not know that this building was even more famous in the wizarding world.

Because this was the renowned French Ministry of Magic, and also Kyle's destination for this trip.

Although that drunken Muggle had not answered Kyle's question, the moment he heard it, the answer had already appeared in Kyle's mind.

So Kyle did not need an answer. The Wampus Cat had seen everything clearly, including the exact location and the city map.

Fortunately, the place where Kyle had been was not far from Place de Fürstenberg, only a few streets away. He arrived on foot in half an hour.

At eight o'clock, Kyle looked at the enormous glass doors before him. After straightening his clothes, he calmly walked over.

He ignored