Chapter 1825

Wilbur looked over at Madam Marie, who could only shake her head. After all, those collections had been stored together, and Madam Marie had no idea which items belonged to her father or her grandfather. "Yes, I'd seen them from a very young age. My father took very good care of them." "Do you know where they came from?" Wilbur looked at Albus, hoping that he would get an answer that was satisfactory. Alas, Albus shook his head. "No. My father loved them, but I don't know where they came from." Wilbur could not help feeling disappointed and got to his feet. "Alright, then. Sorry to disturb you, Mister Albus. Please rest well, and I'll be on my way." Wilbur was about to leave when Albus' voice rang from behind him. "Wait." "What?" Wilbur turned around, looking at Albus. "Is anything the matter, Mister Albus?" "Could you show me those gloves again?" "Of course." Wilbur handed the gloves to Albus, who inspected them once more before saying, "Yes, I'm sure. My father ne