Concern

After the leaders of both sides decided to end the war with a one-on-one duel, the first to feel disappointed were the overly excited students.

As for the dark wizards, they were naturally as relieved as could be.

Of course, surrendering meant years in prison, so some dark wizards remained unwilling to accept it and tried to force their way through the Aurors' blockade.

Tver did not even need to give the order. Cynthia led the Aurors in swiftly dealing with those dark wizards who still harbored such fantasies.

So by the time Frost hurried over, both sides had already tacitly cleared the stage for the duel.

Fortunately, perhaps because they knew he was coming, the battle did not begin immediately, giving their camera crew enough time to find the right angles.

"Everyone, I know you still won't readily believe in the existence of magic, but..."

Frost flashed a confident smile and had the cameraman point the camera toward the edge of the field. There, the United Kingdom's Prime Minister and ambassadors from various countries, having accepted the invitation, were arriving at Hogwarts one after another with the help of Ministry of Magic staff.

"Do you see them? The United Kingdom's Prime Minister, along with the ambassadors of every powerful country your sleep-deprived minds can remember, have all gathered here!"

Yet these important figures paid no attention to Frost's incessant chatter. Instead, they watched Tver, who was about to enter the battle, with concern.

After all, from their perspective, settling matters one-on-one in a modern war was far too old-fashioned—and far too costly.

"Nothing will happen to Tver, will it? We'll need him to guide cooperation between the various countries and the magical world in the future. If something were to happen..."

The Prime Minister had wanted to say outright