Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

"If I were to search for those documents related to Animagus on my own, it would take an extremely long time."

"In that case, the time required to complete this first draft will likely be even longer, and it might even have to be delayed until after the Christmas holidays..."

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself," Professor McGonagall said gently. "Just relax and get ready for the upcoming Christmas holidays!"

Fred and George, who were about to turn the corner, stopped. Fred said incredulously, "George, is that Professor McGonagall's voice?"

George's expression was unbelievably similar. "If my ears weren't deafened by the fireworks... I can guarantee it! That was Professor McGonagall's voice!"

"She actually told people to relax!" Fred said, looking indignant. "Professor McGonagall never told me that!"

George nodded in agreement. "Me too! Professor McGonagall only ever says, 'You have to finish your homework!'"

“I want to see who she’s going to let rest!” Fred grabbed the edge of the corner wall and leaned out.

“I want to see too!” George bent down on his knees and leaned out as well.

“So it was Vizette…” Their tone became matter-of-fact. “Then it’s alright!”

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On the morning the Christmas holidays began, it snowed heavily.

With a long, drawn-out whistle, the Hogwarts Express slowly pulled away from Hogwarts Station.

The snow fell heavily, painting a vast expanse of white across the landscape, making the outlines of scattered buildings and trees extremely indistinct.

However, the feeling of "a vast expanse of white" was mainly for Vizette.

Yet Luna was still able to see an extraordinary world through the vast expanse of white.

Her movements resembled those of a lazy cat, tilting her head slightly as she leaned against the window.

She slowly breathed on the window, looking at the snow scene outside while tracing more outlines with her fingers;

Every now and then she would turn around, smiling and beckoning to Vizet, urging him to look out the window and see what she had drawn.

Vizette brought a lot of snacks, and when Luna turned around, she would put a snack in Luna's palm.

“You eat some too.” Luna would break the snacks in half and give him one half.

The two continued drawing and eating until the Hogwarts Express reached its destination and stopped at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, without feeling particularly hungry.

"baby!"

Xenophilius's voice was filled with excitement, and the last syllable trembled slightly.

"It's Dad's voice!" Luna quickly looked in the direction of the sound.

"I'll take the luggage," Vizet reminded her.

"Mmm!" Luna turned around and smiled, then ran towards Xenophilius and threw herself into his arms. "Daddy! I missed you so much!"

"Dad... Dad misses you too!" Xenophilius's voice was choked with emotion, and his nose and eyes were red.

Wizette, dragging his suitcase, greeted Xenophilius, "Mr. Lovegood, we're back."

Xenophilius nodded to Vezet. "Okay! Let's go home!"

Chapter 21 I'm relieved. Luna is doing well, and so is Vizet…

After a few months apart, Xenophirus looked quite different.

His hair, which used to be like a messy cotton candy, is now much smoother after careful grooming, with hardly a single strand out of place.

His stubble had been shaved off, making his face look much cleaner. Paired with a brand-new purple and green color-blocked robe, he looked quite energetic.

However, the color-blocked robe was still too eye-catching, and it was inevitable that it would attract attention when walking through King's Cross Station.

"I'll take it!"

Xenophilius took Luna's luggage, and Luna took Xenophilius's arm and skipped away from King's Cross Station.

Away from the surging crowds at the station, Xenophilius, walking down the street, started talking about Hogwarts.

In fact, owls often bring envelopes and postcards home, and Xenophilius would repeatedly look at these letters, but he still couldn't help wanting to ask, even though he had also graduated from Hogwarts.

It seemed that only by actually hearing Luna's answer could he feel at ease and be sure that Luna was doing well at Hogwarts.

"Honey, are you settling in well at Hogwarts? How's the food? Don't go hungry!"

“Dad, I’m doing quite well there…and I’m not hungry! Wizette and I have made a discovery! It turns out the kitchen is near the Hufflepuff lounge! All we have to do is find a painting of fruit…”

……

“Honey, I remember Snape was the Potions professor… When I was in school, he was always pretty rude to me… He wouldn’t have criticized you like that, would he?”

"Dad, Professor Snape seems like a thorn in my side. As long as I follow the steps on the blackboard to make the potion, he won't say anything... and Vizet will even help me with the preparation, so don't worry!"

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"Honey, rest at home for a day. I'll take you shopping for lots of clothes tomorrow! You said you had a cold last time, and I... sigh!"

"Dad, don't worry! I'm all better now, aren't I? Besides, Vizette can make energy drinks—they're sweet, not bad at all! Oh, and we even started a club..."

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When they returned to the village of Autri Saint Catchpol, Xenofilius looked at the night sky and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He was now relieved, not only to be certain that Luna was doing well at Hogwarts, but also to be certain of something else—that Vizet was doing well at Hogwarts as well.

They walked along the path for a while, and the lawn beside them shimmered with a hazy silvery sheen.

"Frigga!" Luna released Xenophilius's arm and lunged towards the silvery light.

The lawn seemed to transform into a swimming pool filled with duckweed, from which the eight-legged horse emerged, raised its neck, and carried Luna on its back.

Luna pressed herself against the back of the eight-legged horse, speaking softly like a lullaby: "I'm back! Did you like the berries and honey I sent back?"

The eight-legged horse twitched its ears and let out a light neigh, as if answering Luna's question.

It glanced back at Vizet and Xenophilius, stretched its neck toward the distant car-shaped castle, flicked its tail as if to say hello, and then led Luna into the lawn.

"They must have taken Luna back to the garden," Xenophilius said, picking up his luggage and quickening his pace. "Let's go back too!"

……

Perhaps it was the magic wand that was broken because of "Thunder" that made the garden so lush and green, even though it was winter, showing no signs of decay or desolation.

All sorts of magical plants seemed to be thriving, their branches swaying in the cold wind without showing any signs of wilting.

Luna strolled through the lush garden, her steps as light as a dance.

The eight-legged divine horse followed behind Luna, its body radiating a silvery glow that tinged the surrounding plants with a silvery sheen.

Luna reached out and gently stroked a lavender plant, her bright eyes reflecting a silvery glow, her face filled with the joy of returning home.

Watching Luna playing in the garden, Xenophirus sniffed, his voice trembling with emotion, "It's so nice! I was wondering why something felt off before, like something was missing from the garden..."

Vizette looked up at Xenophilius, "Mr. Lovegood..."

"Cough cough cough..." Xenophilius coughed a few times, "It's a bit cold outside! My nose is red from the cold!"

“Of course, it is a bit cold.” Vizette nodded with a smile. “Mr. Lovegood, please take care of yourself and don’t catch a cold.”

"Okay!" Xenophilius responded, grabbing the luggage from Vizet's hand. "I'll go in and prepare dinner. You guys come in quickly later!"

“Look at this!” Luna beckoned to Vizet. “Do you think it’s even better looking than the one at Hogwarts…?”

Vizette glanced at Xenophilius's retreating figure, then quickly ran towards Luna, "Coming!"

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Compared to last year's Christmas holiday, Xenophilius was not as busy this year.

With the opening up of an overseas market, the sales of "Singing a Different Tune" naturally increased;

Xenophilius was no longer a lone wolf; he not only hired several employees but also rented a shop around Diagon Alley to serve as the office of The Quibbler magazine.

With staff on staff, Xenophius no longer needed to do everything himself; he only needed to make the final checks.

Therefore, he had more free time and was able to take Luna and Vizette shopping to buy items and clothes for the upcoming Christmas Eve.

……

“As I mentioned before, I will open a vault for you in Gringotts. This is the key to the vault.”

In Gringotts’ grand marble hall, Xenophilius rummaged through his pockets, pulled out a golden key, and waved it at Vizet.

Xenophilius pushed the key in front of the fairy, “Take us to Mr. Vizette Lovegood’s vault.”

The fairy picked up the key and examined it with utmost seriousness. "Come with me!"

Led by the fairy, Vizette and the others passed through the marble hall and came to a narrow corridor.

Several torches hung on both sides of the corridor, illuminating the entire corridor. Looking towards the end of the corridor, you could see a railway track extending out from the end.

Arriving in an unfamiliar place, using my magical eye to observe my surroundings has gradually become a habit.

Vizette diverted some attention to the map in her mind. Just like the unfamiliar places she had encountered before, this part of the map also had a fog waiting to be dispelled.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please hop on!" the fairy said casually, then whistled into the darkness ahead. A uniquely shaped minecart appeared in the darkness...

Chapter 22 Fine Snowflakes