Daphne was about to respond in the affirmative when Iz apparated them to Rome. How brilliant was being a witch? She couldn't wait until she could apparate. She'd have to take classes next summer so she could take the test when she turned 17. "Italy's perfect," she grinned once they were safely in a wizarding district. Daphne loved new countries. Perhaps it was the fact that she lived in Romania and considered Britain as a surrogate homeland. "Yeah. It's a lot of odd stuff. No wands needed. How weird is that? How'm I supposed to do any magic?"