Kanna looked genuinely happy. She talked to Kyle a great deal on the train, mostly about things she had seen during her travels.
She and Sacia had gone to snow-covered mountain peaks just to gather plants hidden beneath the snow. Beyond that, they had traveled through more than a dozen countries, with destinations including, but not limited to, deserts, forests, and the bottoms of lakes.
Poor Sacia—over a hundred years old and still climbing up and down, running all over the place.
Still, traveling the world in search of fresh and unusual herbs was part of most potion makers' daily lives, much like Newt had been when he was young.
They simply lacked Newt's terrifying destructive power, and they were not barred from entering the Ministries of Magic in every country.
The "more important matter" Snape had mentioned earlier was actually Sacia inviting Kanna to travel with her.
No potion maker could refuse the chance to travel alongside Headmistress Sacia. Even Snape, who had long since made his name, felt a little envious.
While Kanna spoke with Kyle, Sacia listened beside them, watching the two with a smile and occasionally taking a sip of the Butterbeer Kyle had given her.
She had drunk plenty of this popular beverage before, but the one Kyle had brought was different. It had a familiar flavor... slightly sour, with the astringent taste of beer lingering on the tongue. It was very much like the kind she had drunk in her youth.
How strange. Butterbeer had clearly been improved so many times, yet Kyle had somehow managed to buy this awful... ah, limited classic edition.
That shop's business must not be doing very well.
Sacia took another sip.
Beside her, Kanna was excitedly telling Kyle about what she had seen on the snowy mountains—the trip