The icy bogs and harsh winters make me believe it is decidedly not Italy.

My father in my memories was also not a wizard. I meant what I said about it being more like superpowers. There were no rituals, spells, wands, potions, familiars - nothing at all even vaguely akin to western magic lore.

But he had the power to make people believe and do anything he said. The power was called a grace.