"Then I must faithfully fulfill my duty!" Wizet adjusted his posture as well, allowing Luna to lean against him more comfortably.
Once he had settled into position, he waved a finger at the pen hanging from the bookmark. Its tip immediately touched the bookmark, bleeding a spot of ink onto it.
[Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm sorry to disturb you at this hour. Are you currently in Paris, preparing for tomorrow's International Confederation of Wizards Conference?]
Dumbledore replied quickly. [I likely won't arrive in Paris to chair the conference until tomorrow morning. Babajide is currently handling matters for me while I attend to something else.]
Upon seeing Dumbledore's reply, Wizet and Luna both snorted with laughter.
Luna rubbed her cheek against Wizet's arm and gave a soft hum. "Professor McGonagall?"
"Hmm..." Wizet narrowed his eyes slightly, a gentle smile on his face, and nodded lightly. "I hope Professor McGonagall has a pleasant summer holiday."
Dumbledore's reply had not yet ended. [What is it? Did the Isaiah Society intend to do something in Paris, and you discovered it?]
Since Dumbledore had been so direct, Wizet got straight to the point, writing everything that had happened over the past few days, along with the conclusions and speculations he had drawn from it, onto the bookmark.
Dumbledore's reply appeared on the bookmark. [It is truly unexpected that the Isaiah Society's actions this time have become so radical.]
[Wizet, your speculation is very reasonable. To plan an operation like this, they must have prepared for a long time. It truly is difficult to deal with.]
[It is only natural that we have now fallen into a dilemma. You should have contacted Ms. Pendragon already. What did the two of you discuss?]
Wizet briefly summarized his exchange with Selina Pendragon and wrote it on the bookmark as