Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

The warm sunlight shines through the window, coating the bedroom floor with a layer of golden sand.

"Hmm..." The girl murmured like a cat and slowly opened her eyes.

She slowly sat down on the bed, her light golden hair falling like a waterfall.

Luna rubbed her eyes, stretched her waist lazily, and looked at the blue sky outside the window, "What a nice day!"

Walking down the stairs, she looked at the closed door not far away, and the smile on her mouth gradually disappeared.

This door has not been opened since yesterday.

"Yesterday was the first day of school at Hogwarts. I will also enter school next year, yes." She whispered, as if reminding herself of something important.

Xenophilius was already in the dining room, his hair was messy, holding a writing board in his hand, a charcoal pencil between his ears, and he was conceiving a new issue of "The Quibbler".

"Luna, today is a good day for painting." He said, bringing the prepared breakfast over.

Luna sat down at the dining table and took the knife and fork in her hand, "Yes, the sky is like a blue curtain."

The only sound in the restaurant was the rustling of charcoal pencils and the occasional sound of the knife and fork hitting the plate. It was very quiet.

Xenophilius put down the writing board, "Luna, are you feeling okay? Do you think the breakfast is not delicious?"

"I'm fine, Dad." Faced with such a concerned look, Luna shook her head gently.

She didn't want her father to worry about her, so she changed the subject lightly, "Is this issue of the magazine ready? I can't wait."

"The response to the previous issues was good! That kid Vizet is quite creative!" Xenophilius was excited, "Recently, more people have submitted articles!"

"They are very interested in the content of 'hometown specialties' and even sent me some samples. I added a little to the bread for breakfast."

"The contributor said that this bee will collect laurel honey, and people who use laurel honey can get good luck. How do you think it tastes?"

"So it was Vizet's idea?" Luna murmured.

She forked a piece of bread and put it in her mouth, revealing a faint smile, "I think it tastes good."

...

Luna's life was the same as usual, just like a hard-working bee, taking care of the whole garden.

The owl Diana accompanied her and sang happily.

Collecting dew, loosening the soil, watering the flowers, feeding...

She can still get happiness from it, but these happiness are a bit strange, as if something is missing.

"Mistletoe and airship plums are growing well, and no nymph hooks are found." Luna said while picking airship plums.

"Vizet, do you know nymph hooks? Dad told me that this is a little guy similar to maggots. It has 3,000 teeth when it is young, and it will grow more teeth when it grows up."

"They have three eyes and sickle-like hooks on their tails, so they are called nymph hooks. Vizet, isn't it interesting?"

"Vizet?"

The soft response she remembered did not appear, and Luna could only hear the wind around her.

She now felt that something seemed to be locked up along with the closed door.

"Yes, he went to Hogwarts."

Luna stood up and walked towards the stream in the distance.

She sat on the bank, looking at the trickling stream and thinking.

Only one day had passed, but she felt empty.

"There are more harassment flies."

She murmured to the airship Lee.

This feeling was familiar, she had experienced it before.

Time can smooth everything out. As long as she is given a few more days, she can adapt to life without one person. This change is common to her.

The sky is still clear and the stream is still clear. Although everything is the same as before, she feels that she is far away from everything around her.

Luna sat by the stream for a long time, staring at the water, until a familiar owl cry appeared, and she quickly raised her head.

"Gu! Gu..." The owl grabbed a large cloth bag, like a propeller plane with damaged wings, and was about to slide into the stream.

Luna quickly reached out and hugged Thor to prevent him from getting soaked. "Thor, I got you!"

"Coo! Coo!" Thor struggled to rub Luna's sleeve, and his eyes closed.

"You must be exhausted after carrying so many things from Hogwarts to here." Luna said gently, stroking Thor's drooping crest.

Back home, Xenophilius had just taken off his apron, and there was a pot of steaming stew on the table. "I was just about to find you! Why did you come back so late today?"

Luna carefully placed the cloth bag on the table, picked up the owl excitedly and said, "I met Thor!"

"That kid even knew to send a letter back?" Xenophilius raised his eyebrows and took the owl from Luna's hand.

"Look at what the boy wrote. I'll find some tonic to feed Thor. He looks exhausted."

Opening the cloth bag, the first thing she saw was two large boxes of snacks. The heavy weight made Luna instantly understand why Thor was so tired.

There was also a letter underneath. On the thick parchment envelope was a line of words: To Luna and Mr. Lovegood.

The words "and Mr. Lovegood" were a little far apart, as if they were added later.

Luna put her hand on her heart and felt her heart beat faster.

She exhaled gently and then opened the letter.

Dear Luna and Mr. Lovegood:

Sol brought me a bag of chocolate frogs. These snacks taste great. I want to share them with you and Mr. Lovegood.

Hogwarts is beautiful and magical. I saw so many interesting things that I can't describe them in words.

I think it's okay because you will come to Hogwarts next year and we can go shopping together then.

How are the mistletoe and airship lees at home? I remember that the airship lees are almost ripe.

When I was fertilizing with you last time, you mentioned nymph hooks to me. What kind of creature is that?

I am still very curious now. You kept it a secret last time. Are you willing to tell me now?

There are many more wonders in Hogwarts. I hope you don't think I am too long-winded when I write to you later.

P.S.

Say hello to Mr. Lovegood for me.

I hope everything is well with you.

Vizet Lovegood

The letter was very plain, but it was precisely because of this plainness that Luna felt close to Vizet.

In her mind, Vizet is not someone who is as high-spirited as the sun, but someone who is as subtle as the wind and accompanies her silently.

She can speak out what she thinks without any burden, and Vizet can easily tolerate everything.

Luna opened a box of chocolate frogs, the silky and rich chocolate melted on the tip of her tongue, and the sweet taste occupied her heart.

"And? And? And?" Xenophilius' voice sounded, and the owl Thor on his shoulder recovered some energy and could hook his shoulder to take a nap.

"Luna, are you going to write a letter to this kid? Then tell him to be careful next time, when calling me, don't add "and" and "and" in front of it!"

"Okay, Dad!" Luna put away the envelope and took out a set of painting tools from the cabinet.

Xenophilius asked in confusion, "What are you going to do? Lunch is ready!"

"I know, Dad!" Luna said as she ran upstairs, "Didn't you tell me this morning that today is a good day for drawing?"

Chapter 35 Transfiguration Magic Class

It is a wonderful experience to be favored by Hufflepuff.

At breakfast, Vizet always receives jams of different flavors from Hufflepuff classmates.

According to Hannah and others, these jams are specially provided by teachers, and only Hufflepuffs have the opportunity to enjoy them.

Vizet must admit that these special jams do have their own flavors.

Through the magic eye, you can see the magic symbols contained in them, and these symbols are the source of the flavor.

At noon, an owl with shiny feathers flew into the hall.

The owl circled over the hall and then landed on Vizet's shoulder.

Vizette stroked Thor's crest feathers, "Thank you for your hard work. You must be tired from running back and forth."

"Gu..." Thor rubbed his cheek with his beak, flapped his wings and left the auditorium again, probably planning to go back to the owl shed and have a good sleep.

As soon as Vizette took off the envelope, his roommates turned their heads and looked at him curiously.

Chris leaned over and looked at the envelope with a circle of mistletoe and asked, "Who sent this letter? Why is it so fancy?"

"It must be Vizette's sister." Michael was like a keen hound and guessed the correct answer at the first time.

"It's a letter from her." Vizette opened the envelope. In addition to a text message, there was also a small bottle and a blimp pendant.

"What is this?" The roommates were even more curious, "Mini carrots as pendants? This is the first time I've seen such a novel gift!"