"Who are those letters for?" Harry asked, noticing that Edward had written a series of different letters, all containing the same information.
"We have helpers this time. Or at least, people I have to inform in order to try to outsmart these guys," Edward replied, wrapping up the letters to give them to various magical birds.
"Really? Who are they?"
"Aurora is one of them. Arnold is another."
"Are there more?"
"Elder Owen is the last one."
Harry looked at him in shock. "That legendary man? You know him?"
Edward looked at him and nodded. "Of course. He was my teacher for a few years."
"Wow. Being Elder Owen's student—the leader of the Province—must be impressive. And do you get along well?"
Although Harry was asking questions that had nothing to do with the mission, Edward felt it was a good idea to have him around simply because it helped him clear his head.
The two talked for a while, until it was time to send the letters.
