Hearing Wizet's voice, Sebastian Saru and Ominis Gaunt both froze slightly, surprise appearing on their faces as they voiced their confusion in unison. "Hm?"
Ominis Gaunt asked tentatively, "Wizet, have you run into some particularly tricky problem that requires our help?"
"Or have you already..." Sebastian Saru offered another possibility, "figured out what is so unusual about them?"
"You could say that..." Wizet nodded. "I was simply fortunate. The magical principles behind allowing these Squibs to cast spells and transform into werewolves on the night of the full moon happened to be things I had studied before."
"Fortunate..." Sebastian Saru pursed his lips and instinctively looked toward Ominis Gaunt, only to find a calm face. He could only sigh helplessly.
Right now, he desperately needed someone with whom he could exchange glances.
"Yes, I was indeed fortunate today." Wizet nodded. "Because I also discovered something even more... interesting within these 'Werewolf Wizards.'"
He took a transparent glass bottle from his pocket. Inside was a black, ash-like substance that drifted slowly and irregularly through the bottle, as though it possessed a life of its own.
"It certainly is interesting..." Ominis Gaunt slowly raised his wand, its tip aimed precisely at the glass bottle. "I have a very ominous feeling about this..."
"Though it is not pure evil, it is close enough." Using his wand as his eyes, he sensed it carefully. "Wizet, what exactly did you find inside those people?"
"Visus Transferre!" Wizet raised his wand and cast the Mirage Charm on the glass bottle.
A massive image emerged, depicting a tall, slender humanoid figure.
The figure had black hair, and its eyes glowed with an evil red light. Its features were blurred and strange, faintly handsome, yet utterly ruined by crack-like markings covering its entire body, like shattered porcelain.
Staring