Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 138 137. Luna Lovegood and Talent

Mr. Weasley whistled happily as he packed up the things he had brought out today. It only took Harry three attempts to learn how to Apparate. Harry's rapid progress left Mr. Weasley with plenty of personal time... After all, he had told Molly when he left this morning that it would take him about a whole day.

In other words, a middle-aged man suddenly gets a whole day off without having to worry about being forced by his wife to do any work - just imagine, just imagine!!

Mr. Weasley couldn't wait to immerse himself in the Muggle artifacts he had collected.

In no time, the grass was restored to its original state. Mr. Weasley stood in front of Harry holding a large jar of distilled water. He then looked embarrassed and stammered for a long time without being able to finish his words.

"I understand, Mr. Weasley." Harry suppressed his laughter and took the jar of distilled water from Mr. Weasley's hand. "Go, be careful not to be discovered - wait, is there someone there?"

Harry's words made Mr. Weasley straighten up. After all, what he was doing was illegal... If other people knew that he was teaching a second-year student the dangerous art of Apparition, then everything would be ruined.

Thinking of this, Mr. Weasley quickly turned around and looked behind him. On the top of the hill further north, there was a small figure sitting there, and it was unknown how long he had been sitting there.

"Hmm, then it should be the Lovegood child?" Even he himself was a little unsure, but Mr. Weasley looked relieved.

"You two know each other?" Harry asked doubtfully, "Can you ask her to stop talking nonsense?"

"Not a very familiar neighbor," Mr. Weasley muttered. He didn't want to say more at this point. "Come on, Harry, let's go over and take a look."

It didn't take long for Harry and Mr. Weasley to walk up the hillside. There was indeed a little girl sitting on the grass. She was looking at Harry and Mr. Weasley quietly without saying a word.

She was about ten years old, with very pale skin, as if she had not seen the sun for a long time, long dark golden brown hair, light eyebrows, and slightly protruding silver eyes. She looked as if she was surprised by something - this was why Mr. Weasley was so panicked.

"Okay, little girl." The child in front of him didn't speak for a long time. She even sat on the ground without moving. Mr. Weasley could only cough twice helplessly and said, "A child from the Lovegood family, huh?"

"Luna," the little girl whispered, "Luna Lovegood."

Her voice sounded vague, and although her big eyes were looking at Harry and Mr. Weasley, Harry always felt that the little girl was not looking at him, but at the air around her - her eyes were lifeless.

"Well, it's you after all." Mr. Weasley had to cough twice more before Luna turned her head to look at him. "I mean, uh... child, did you see anything just now... uh, anything strange?"

"Strange things?" Luna tilted her head and said, "I only saw you - are you dancing?"

She showed an expectant expression.

"Dancing?" Mr. Weasley's expression looked very complicated at this moment, "No, child, we are not dancing."

"Really?" Luna showed a disappointed look, "I thought you were dancing with the air... You go to the left, it goes to the right, you go to the right, it goes to the left... spinning... disappearing..."

I have to say that it is a bit creepy to hear a little girl speaking in a faint voice, but fortunately it is still broad daylight and the sun is shining brightly.

In fact, what she said did make Mr. Weasley's scalp tingle. If you think about it this way, then doesn't that mean he has seen everything?

"Um, Luna?" Mr. Weasley coughed and said, "We were actually practicing magic just now. Um, it's just that this kind of magic can't be known by too many people - can you please keep it a secret for us?"

"Of course," Luna agreed straightforwardly. She opened her eyes wide and said to Harry, "Secrets, this world is full of secrets, and secrets should of course be kept... So, are they your friends who practice magic with you?"

"…What do you mean?" Harry raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I saw it," Luna said softly, "when you were about to fall, they crawled out from the ground and supported you together."

Harry's expression turned serious in an instant. What did he hear?
Or in other words - what exactly did this little girl see?
"Anyway, thank you, Luna." Mr. Weasley on the other side didn't care so much. When he heard that Luna was willing to help keep a secret, he was somewhat relieved, "Hey, Harry, come here."

Harry wanted to continue asking, but was forcibly pulled to the other side by Mr. Weasley.

"Don't worry too much, Harry," said Mr. Weasley cheerfully, "No one will know that you have secretly learned the magic of Apparition - even if the little girl doesn't keep the secret and tell others, there is no need to worry."

"Why?" Harry asked curiously.

"Because that's the Lovegood boy." Mr. Weasley seemed to be struggling with the words in his mind, thinking about how he should put this question. "...Do you know The Quibbler, Harry?"

"I've heard of it and read a little bit of it," Harry nodded and said, "It's an entertainment magazine. The content is quite interesting."

"Oh, then you must not take it seriously," Mr. Weasley grunted and said, "Perhaps you don't know yet, kid, wizards generally believe that the authenticity of the things in that magazine... remains to be verified."

Mr. Weasley's words can be said to be very euphemistic.

"I know that too," Harry continued, "Sophia from Ravenclaw once said that this magazine is pure garbage, and nothing in it is true."

"Well, well, now that you know that," Mr. Weasley sighed and said, "Anyway, old Lovegood is the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler, and he wrote all those things."

"I don't want to say anything bad about our neighbor. After all, apart from being a little withdrawn, old Lovegood is really a nice guy...except that he sometimes looks a little, uh, crazy - do you understand me, Harry?"

"I see. What you mean is that no one will believe it even if they tell this to others," Harry said, but his mind inevitably recalled the scene just now.

That girl - did she see the flow of the earth element?

"Aha, Dumbledore is right, you are indeed different from other children." Mr. Weasley patted Harry's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Then let's do as we agreed just now, I——"

"Of course, no problem, Mr. Weasley," Harry said with a smile, "Don't worry about me, I'll stay here for a while and then go back... Don't worry, I will avoid Mrs. Weasley and will never let her find out anything."

"That couldn't be better." Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief, blinked his eyes, and disappeared from the spot with a crackling sound the next second.

In order to avoid being noticed, the man even used Apparition to leave the meadow.

Harry looked towards the shed in the yard of the Burrow. If nothing unexpected happened, Mr. Weasley should be hiding inside at this moment.

Shaking his head slightly, Harry stopped thinking about Mr. Weasley, who had stolen a moment of free time, and turned around and walked towards the little girl. He had a lot of questions to ask.

When Harry sat down next to the little girl, Luna was still humming a song as if no one was around. Harry didn't know what she was singing specifically, so he just listened attentively.

I still don't understand, it doesn't seem to be English. Are you crazy?
Staring at the child beside him, Harry pondered the word Mr. Weasley had said - was he really crazy, or was he able to see things that ordinary people could not see?
"Luna? Can I call you that?" Harry asked when Luna's singing finally stopped.

"Of course, Harry," Luna said, turning her head, and this time, Harry finally felt that the child's eyes were no longer lifeless, but were staring at him.

"Do you know me?" Harry didn't remember introducing himself.

"That scar, it's very clear, isn't it?" Luna pointed to the same spot on her forehead and said, "Harry Potter, the one who saved us."

"Actually not, it was my parents who saved you." Harry shook his head slightly and said, "I have a question for you, which is what you just said - did you see them?"

As he spoke, Harry raised his hand, calling upon the earth and wind elements in the environment. During this process, Harry stared at Luna's expression, observing her every move.

It is worth mentioning that when the elements have not yet appeared, that is, when there is no corresponding material in the material world to carry their existence, ordinary people cannot see the existence of the elements. Otherwise, for example, there will be endless flames burning in the air at all times because of the ubiquitous fire elements.

What Harry was calling upon at this moment was the element itself, which was omnipresent and invisible to ordinary people. It was divided into two balls and was constantly rotating around his raised left hand.

And Luna, the little girl with silver eyes stared straight at the two elements - Harry had confirmed it without a doubt.

"So you can really see it!" Even Harry couldn't help but get excited at this moment.

Just as he had said in the first shaman class last year, most people, including himself, had to drink the corresponding spiritual bond potion in order to be aware of the existence of the elements themselves and then establish a connection with them.

But there is one type of people who is different.

They are naturally loved by the elements and do not need any spiritual potions to detect the existence of elements. The elemental power they can call upon is also stronger than that of ordinary people. They are natural shamans.

So - did I accidentally discover a good shaman candidate?
A girl favored by the elements?

"See?" Hearing Harry's words, Luna tilted her head and said, "No, I didn't see it."

"But you just said that you saw them holding me up," Harry frowned and said, "and I'm sure that your sight is indeed moving with the movement of the elemental spirit at this moment."

"Intuition," Luna answered simply, "Just because I can't see them doesn't mean they don't exist, right? Just like the Scimitar-Horned Snorkle, even though I haven't found it yet, it must exist - have you ever seen a Scimitar-Horned Snorkle, Harry?"

"...No, this is the first time I've heard of this word." After carefully searching his memory, Harry was sure that he had never seen this term that sounded like some magical beast in a book. It wasn't even mentioned once in the book.

"It's okay, Harry." Luna even tried to comfort Harry. "Many people don't believe in the existence of Scimitar-Horned Snorks - can you introduce them to me?"

As she said this, Luna reached out her hand to touch the two elemental forces that Harry had summoned - this time, as Harry paid close attention, he discovered that the little girl's vision was empty, without a fixed focus, and her outstretched hand did not touch anything.

But Luna acted as if she had already touched it, her hands constantly grasping at the air, like a person trying to pick up the reflection of the moon from the water, but all she got was a shattered illusion and a false reflection.

"I shook hands with them, Harry." Turning around, Luna said excitedly, "Is that so? Did I touch them?"

"...Yes, they are indeed there," Harry said after hesitating for a moment and nodded.

He probably had figured out what had happened to the little girl.

Luna was not the type of person favored by the Elemental Spirits. This little girl just had a unique talent that allowed her to more easily perceive those hidden and unknown things. When not appearing, the Elemental Spirits were one of such secret existences.

Just like what is happening at this moment, what Luna said she saw was just an intuition. In her eyes, it seemed as if there was something in the air that should have been transparent. What she saw was this vague thing, which was very abstract.

"So you have always been able to sense their presence?" Looking at Luna who was excitedly trying to communicate with the elements, Harry asked curiously, "Since you were young?"

He had already opened his astral perspective and was now observing Luna's soul - overall it was very healthy and energetic, but compared to a normal person, Luna's soul was almost entirely enveloped in a ball of green, blue, and purple light, each distinct from the other, and did not appear dirty and chaotic, but rather unusually clear.

Such a color means that Luna is always in a state of peace and calm, especially the purple light that almost covers all other colors. It also means that Luna's spiritual perception is far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Actually, I'm still young now." Not knowing what Harry was thinking, Luna withdrew her hand. She looked at Harry strangely and said, "But I can't always feel their presence... Well, it's been about half a year ago, right? I don't think it should be longer than this."

"Since then, you have been able to feel the presence of elemental spirits?" Harry continued to ask.

"Elemental Spirits, is that their name?" Luna nodded and said, "It's a good name. I mean - yes, they are lively, aren't they?"

"They are everywhere, in the sky, in the water, in the fireplace, in the grass," Luna said happily, happy that she suddenly had so many new friends. "Are you their friend? I can feel that they like you very much."

Harry already understood that in Luna's eyes, there was no difference between those things that she could not see. She did not know the difference between earth element, fire element and so on, so she thought that the elemental spirits were very lively, rushing around everywhere, and they were everywhere.

Just like people, some people like lively places, some people like quiet places, but they are all human beings anyway - in a sense, Luna's understanding is not wrong.

"Of course," Harry said with a smile, "They are all my friends. Can I ask your age?"

"Eleven years old."

"Does this mean you will enter Hogwarts this year?"

"Yes." Luna's eyes became dull again. She looked at Harry and said, "Do you need my help? Harry - they are also my friends, so you are also my friend... Dad said that friends don't have to be so polite."

"No, I don't need any help at the moment." Harry shook his head slightly, then looked into Luna's eyes and said seriously: "What I want to talk about is your problem, Luna. You are a very talented child."

"Talent?" Luna tilted her head and said.

"Yes, the talent of becoming a shaman," Harry continued, "Just as you just heard, those 'friends' that are everywhere are the elemental spirits - the spirit of the earth, the spirit of the storm, the spirit of fire, and the spirit of flowing water."

"These four elements form the basis of the world we live in, and the shaman's duty is to balance the contradictions between the elements, let them flow in the direction we want, and make the world we live in a better place."

"That sounds good," Luna continued in her ethereal voice. "So you're a shaman, Harry?"

"Yes," Harry nodded. He suddenly said, "Come and be my disciple, Luna."

(End of this chapter)