Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 162 Bubble-nosed Monster and Curved-horned Snoring Beast
Gryffindor Tower.

Luna stood atop the tower, sprinkling moonlight water into the air—though it was actually just water laced with magical fluorescent agents.

Her expression was so focused it was almost pious, making one hesitant to disturb her—it was as if she were doing something of great importance in her life.

"Snapped."

A sudden explosion rang out in the air, and Damon's figure abruptly emerged from it.

"Excuse me, I was a little delayed—am I late?"

Yes, you're late.

Luna responded matter-of-factly, as if she had already guessed it.

The girl turned her head, and the moonlight shone on her, making her look like some kind of elf. Damon was momentarily stunned by her appearance—of course, more so because of the hood the girl was wearing at that moment—an ugly fish with huge pink lips, and Luna's head in the position of the fish's body—where did this aunt get such an ugly hood?

"Come, sprinkle moonlight water with me. This is very important. Both a man and a woman must do this for the moon to kiss the fish for it to happen."

"it is good."

Damon temporarily ignored the headgear issue and stepped forward to splash water with her.

When will the "moon kisses the fish" phenomenon occur?

"I don't know, but we should be more patient—being indecisive can attract harassing horseflies, and the moon kissing the fish might be disturbed."

"I'm pretty sure I can control my thoughts—can you?"

Damon looked at her defiantly.

"Can you control your mind? You're amazing!"

Luna's eyes lit up as she stared intently at Damon.

"You can only control yourself. It's a kind of spell. Anyway, if the Moon Kissing Fish doesn't appear later, don't blame me."

"I know, of course I won't do that."

"Hey—" Luna helped him up, and he went from standing to sitting on the stone embankment at the edge of the platform.

This action was extremely dangerous. The two of them were at least eight stories high. If they were to fall, they could be smashed to pieces.

"Aren't you scared?"

"what do you mean?"

“Hey—” Damon also sat down.

"If you fall down and accidentally lose your grip, it would be a real shame to die here for no reason."

“I don’t think there’s anything to regret—life and accidents are inherently intertwined.”

Luna's feet were dangling high in the air:

"My mother also died in an accident during a magic experiment. No one expected it, but it still happened."

If I fall and die here, I'll live on as a Ravenclaw ghost—I'm quite curious to know what it's like to be a ghost.

When she spoke of her mother's death, her face remained expressionless, as if it were just a casual lunch with someone.

"Is that so? But with me here, it's impossible for you to die. Your idea of ​​becoming a ghost may have to be postponed."

Damon felt he was gradually catching up with her train of thought and responded with a teasing laugh.

To everyone's surprise, Luna started staring intently at him again—her body began to move toward Damon, getting closer and closer until they were almost touching—their noses were almost touching, and Luna's big eyes were reflected in Damon's pupils.

“I want to thank you,” she said suddenly.

"no need thank me?"

"Because of you, the girls at school no longer hide my things... Just now, I suddenly realized this."

Are they afraid of you? Are you some kind of mysterious being?

"What kind of existence is it?"

"You're terrifying, so terrifying that you'll tremble even when you're in your warm, cozy bed—a bed that can make you forget all your troubles—you're incredibly powerful."

She spoke very seriously, as if in her eyes, Damon was truly the kind of being who could stop a child from crying and make a young girl tremble—judging from her expression, she genuinely thought it was a very powerful thing.

"I thought you were being sarcastic?"

"Sarcastic? How could I? I meant it all."

Luna didn't quite understand.

Damon was also a little unsure how to talk to her—though he didn't rule out that feeling either.

Ironically, he felt like a domineering CEO who had seen too many glamorous and pretentious women, and suddenly saw a girl with a unique way of thinking, and he was constantly amused and attracted by her.

Do you know the Curved-Horned Snoring Beast?

"I don't know, what is this?"

"It's a shy, very magical creature with gray, spiral-shaped horns, somewhat similar to a unicorn's. This creature can't fly, but it can. Hagrid says it's very good at spotting what riders are looking for."

Luna shared a whole bunch of information about the Curved-Horned Snort and the Bubble-Snot with Damon in one go, and added at the end:
"Many people don't believe this. They don't know about or have never seen the Bubble Snot Monster or the Curved Horn Snore Monster, so they think they don't exist—what an arrogant idea! In this world, there are all sorts of strange and wonderful creatures that they don't know about, working hard to survive."

I've heard of a magical plant that feeds on magic, very similar to ordinary amaranth flowers, but it's not amaranth. If left to grow unchecked, it will eventually multiply and devour all the magic in the world—at that point, all wizards will become Muggles.

"If it weren't for a strange bird called Vanedo that feeds on the seeds of these magical plants, preventing them from growing, we wouldn't be able to learn magic here and safely search for the Moon-Kissing Fish."

"Such a thing actually happens? That's truly astonishing."

Damon responded half-heartedly and half-seriously—as to whether such a creature truly existed in the magical world, he leaned towards the conclusion that it didn't.

Even the horned snoring beast that Luna mentioned, she would eventually travel to Sweden many years later to search for it, only to be disappointed and admit that the horned snoring beast might not actually exist.

Luna seemed to sense his perfunctory attitude, pursed her lips, and didn't pursue the matter—the world in the eyes of the Duel Prince was too vast, it was normal that he couldn't see the efforts of some small creatures, it didn't matter, as long as she was paying attention to these small creatures.

At least for now, they're still searching for some strange creature together.
"It's almost time for our night cruise, but it seems our luck isn't so good; the Moon Kissing Fish hasn't appeared?"

Damon stood up and dusted off non-existent dust.

Luna didn't stand up immediately; disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"Could it be that the method is wrong? Or is the legend of the moon kissing the fish just a myth?"

Her voice murmured, like the sobbing of the wind—she refused to believe that the moon kissing the fish didn't exist.

But if even being with Damon doesn't attract them...
"Don't overthink it. Maybe it's because we're not a couple? After all, the Moon Kissing Fish is still a kissing fish. If we're not a couple close enough to kiss, we probably can't move them."

Luna placed a single finger on her chin and pondered for a while.

She suddenly stood up and said happily:
“You’re right! It seems I haven’t done my homework enough and some conditions haven’t been met—you’re so clever, no wonder they all call you the Duel Prince—your wisdom is indeed as brilliant as a prince’s crown.”

"Haha, thank you for your kind compliment."

Faced with such exaggerated praise, even Damon was somewhat overwhelmed.

(End of this chapter)