Minister Bonaparte pursed his lips and studied Madam Morel's expression.
He was considering whether he should also tell Madam Morel about Wizet's current official identity.
The main reason he needed to consider it was whether Madam Morel would be able to bear the truth once she learned it.
He could tell that Madam Morel was already barely holding herself together.
However, Madam Morel's identity was rather special. As a wandmaker, she had dealt with enough wizards to remain composed when facing such matters.
Yet Minister Bonaparte was still worried whether Madam Morel could remain so calm if he told her Wizet's true identity.
Just as Minister Bonaparte weighed the pros and cons, Madam Morel sighed again.
She looked toward the entrance once more, her gaze seeming to pass through the door and see a rapidly changing world that had become unfamiliar to her.
"Since the age of the International Statute of Secrecy has already passed, something like this seems... not quite so hard to accept."
"Studying abroad is indeed necessary!" She took a deep breath and made her decision. "If I keep shutting myself away like this, I fear the distance between me and this world will only grow greater!"
"Then... I wish you a safe journey, Madam Morel." Minister Bonaparte slowly nodded. "Where do you plan to go first? Perhaps there are things I can help with?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Minister Bonaparte." Madam Morel waved a hand, her gaze leaving the entrance and returning to the wand Wizet had made.
She gripped the wand a little tighter than before, already having a clear destination in mind. "I plan to go to England, to have a look at Ollivander's Wand Shop."
"Besides visiting Mr. Ollivander, my more important purpose..." She raised the wand and traced an elegant arc