"—Reinhardt, what's the background of that Green Robes?"
A tall witch in a black robe stood beside the Blond Youth, watching the young wizard at the entrance of The Three Broomsticks Inn. She asked in a low voice, "The one standing next to Snape... My little darlings are getting agitated. I don't know if it's because he killed those Dementors."
As she spoke, several palm-sized, exquisitely constructed Bone Dragons crawled out from her hood and sleeves. Their jaws clicked as they raised their heads toward the green-robed wizard and let out threatening growls.
She reached out and gently stroked their skulls with her fingertips, soothing them.
Nearby, the Hogsmeade Village wizards who had gathered at the end of the street to watch the incident at the distant inn cast terrified glances at the bone-playing witch beside them, then dragged their companions away trembling.
The witch curled her lip disdainfully.
"—Judging by the insignia on his robe, he should be a Ministry of Magic employee. But when I look at him, I can sense a faint threat... In other words, he probably possesses combat strength equivalent to the fourth tier."
Reinhardt, the captain of the Oceania Team, narrowed his eyes as he studied several strangers not far from the green-robed wizard, people whose bearing was distinctly different from that of the wizards of this world. His expression was faintly amused.
"I don't know anything more specific... Anna, Anna, we need to accept that this world is not the Harry Potter world we know. The Main God must have already sent more than one Reincarnator team to interfere with this world's Timeline. This world has long since become unrecognizable... Just like now, aside from us, there should be other Reincarnators here as well."
"You ran into someone you know?"
The witch keenly