In an ancient castle in Germany.
The butler had long since grown used to Ilvermorny's Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts spending the winter in his household.
The master and Minister Gresham had gone to discuss Durmstrang's educational policies.
Although the young master had hardly shown it, the butler, who had watched him grow up, could sense that his relationship with his father had improved considerably.
The young master also seemed to place a certain trust in Professor Ladislaw.
Perhaps this was the friendship of the Stars.
So thought the simple-hearted butler.
Little did he know that Heinrich was watching the stars with Kim.
"He has set out on a greater journey." Heinrich's eyes held nothing but that light, his dark golden irises filled with fervor.
Kim nodded at those words. The same light shone in his eyes as he said with a grin, "He never stands still."
Heinrich said firmly, "I will always await the king's summons."
"So will I." Kim looked at Heinrich and said quietly, "The same waiting."
They seemed to be speaking of the same thing, yet perhaps they were not.
They seemed to be making the same vow, yet perhaps they were not.
Perhaps only they themselves knew.
The Stars witnessed their king's departure.
Beautiful and mysterious, like the scenery along the road of adventure.
The king's footsteps would never stop. He would step into the unknown and conquer whatever unknowns he encountered.
Neville gently stroked his badge, keeping watch over the campus filled with memories.
The Bifrost followed the star chart.
The World Tree that connected the Nine Realms held a unique place in this universe.
In a place filled with mist and frost, the Bifrost crashed down.
The friction of magic left a mark composed of ancient runes on the ground.