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

After lingering for some time without finding anything, the Dementors finally left.

Sirius also took this time to recover a lot of his strength.

Clang...

When he got up, he found a bottle under his stomach containing only a sip of a tainted potion.

Azkaban forbids prisoners from carrying this thing, but for some reason, he suddenly had an instinctive feeling that this potion might be very important.

Guided by this intuition, he put the potion bottle in his mouth, smoothed out the crater he had created, and plunged into the sea, drifting further and further away with the ocean current, Azkaban becoming increasingly blurry behind him.

A piercing alarm blared behind him. Sirius Black bit the potion bottle tightly, maintaining only one belief in his mind...

He's at Hogwarts!

He's at Hogwarts!

Chapter 75 Please use a pen name for me!

Before Luna lay a mirror, its frame simple and elegant, carved with various animal figures in flowing lines.

The clean, new mirror reflected Xenophilius's face. "Honey, why don't you go out and have a good stroll?"

There's been a lot of news in England lately, and Xenophilius has been too busy to accompany Wizette and Luna to New York.

Therefore, he bought a pair of two-way mirrors, which are extremely magical mirrors and are not complicated to use.

When both parties are holding two-way mirrors, they call each other's names into the mirrors. If the other party is also holding a mirror, then the other party will appear in the mirror.

Two-way mirrors are very expensive; a pair costs five hundred gallons.

In addition, two-way mirrors are quite fragile. If not properly stored, they may break into several pieces after being jostled around.

It was only now that The Quibbler has become a big hit that Xenophilius has taken out his spare money and gritted his teeth to buy a pair of two-way mirrors.

“Yes… When I first arrived in New York yesterday, Vizette helped me buy a lot of things.” Luna’s cheeks were flushed, like ripe red apples;

Beside her sat a cauldron, the potion inside bubbling and simmering gently.

"I bought so much stuff..." Xenophilius tilted his head slightly, as if he heard a gurgling sound from the cauldron. "Honey...you're not brewing potions, are you?"

Luna carefully moved the two-way mirror so that Xenophius could see the cauldron clearly. "Yes! Dad is so amazing, he guessed it right away!"

"Hehe..." Hearing Luna's praise, Xenophilius grinned naturally, "Of course! Daddy has always been that amazing!"

However, he quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Honey! Don't be like Wizette and get so engrossed in your books that you can't get out! When you come to a new place, you should explore it as much as possible."

A hint of displeasure appeared between his brows. "What's going on with Vizette? Why doesn't she plan her trip like I did..."

"Where did he go? Why did you stay in the hotel brewing potions? I remember New York is quite bustling, there should be a lot of fun places there."

“You have a plan…” Luna’s fingers brushed over the glass bottles, her rounded, shell-like nails gleaming.

She picked up one of the glass bottles, poured the beetle eyes inside onto a small spoon, and then gently shook them into the crucible.

"However, he needs to attend the meeting first, so he needs to wait for Professor McGonagall's notification and register his identity in advance so that it will be convenient for the meeting."

"After the meeting, he plans to take me to other states... to see thunderbirds, leopard cats, the White River Monster... so many amazing creatures!"

“Fantastic Beasts…” Xenophilius lowered his head slightly, subtly flipping through the book, searching for relevant content out of the corner of his eye. “I remember there should be fantastic beasts around New York, right?”

“Yes! Dad, you know everything!” Luna smiled, her eyes crinkling as she slowly stirred the cauldron. “There are longhorned water snakes around New York, and I’m preparing for that, aren’t I?”

Xenophilius asked with some confusion, "Prepare?"

Luna nodded and gently tapped the crucible with her spoon. "This is what Mr. Ferenze told me about... a potion that can attract all sorts of magical creatures..."

“When Vizette and I went shopping yesterday, she accompanied me to buy these materials. They'll come in handy when we go to other states to search for magical creatures!”

"That's good!" Xenophilius nodded and let out a soft sigh. "Baby, remember to take good care of yourself while Daddy's not around."

"Okay!" Luna nodded emphatically. "Dad, you also need to take good care of yourself. Don't stay up late tonight!"

"Of course! I sleep soundly at night now! But I can't sleep well with that old gummy bear, hehehehehe!" Xenophilius couldn't help but grin.

"Ahem!" He coughed seriously. "Sweetie, Daddy's gotta get back to work. Remember to be careful while you're brewing the potions, and don't get hurt!"

"Okay! See you tonight, Dad!"

"See you tonight!"

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Xenophilius carefully picked up the two-way mirror and placed it at the bottom of the drawer;

A soft pad is placed inside to provide maximum protection for the two-way mirror.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door. Xenophilius pushed the drawer in. "Come in!"

Rita Skeeter walked into the editor-in-chief's office and placed a manuscript on the table. "Mr. Lovegood, I've finished writing the manuscript you requested."

She sighed deeply. If it weren't for Vizette's request, she felt she probably would never have crossed paths with Xenophilius in her entire life, let alone written for The Quibbler.

"Hmm..." Xenophilius murmured, picking up the manuscript and examining it closely. "The lament of the pitiful, Sirius really did run away on his own..."

“Miss Skeeter, I’ve changed my opinion of you. It seems you’re quite adept at writing articles that expose the truth! You don’t even need to revise them; you can publish them directly.”

He noticed another problem, "You... you need to use a pseudonym here, right? Are you sure you want to publish it this way?"

“Of course!” Rita Skeeter nodded repeatedly, so much so that her exquisitely curled hair trembled. “Make sure you use a pseudonym, whatever you do, don’t use your real name! Don’t use it!”

Since she wrote such an article, she naturally did not want to sign it with her real name; using a pen name was a way for her to deceive herself.

As long as you use a pseudonym, it won't be considered an article you wrote yourself, and it won't be a stain on your journalistic career.

The main problem was that the article Xenophiulius made her write was simply too outrageous;

Xenophilius actually swore that Sirius couldn't have committed those crimes and that it was all a conspiracy by Cornelius Fudge;

To pave the way for his own ministerial position, Cornelius Fudge deliberately avoided interrogating Sirius Black and sent him directly to Azkaban.

Now, in order to salvage his precarious ministerial position, Connelly Fudge deliberately let Sirius Black escape and instigated the Dementors to secretly eliminate those who might threaten his position.

This is why the title is "The Lament of the Poor".

Xenophilius felt that Sirius had been used from beginning to end and had become a tool for Cornelius Fudge to manipulate power.

“Oh… alright…” Xenophilius nodded. “Then let’s go with your pen name…”

"To be honest..." he murmured, "that old gummy bear's scheme will definitely fail! Once the truth comes out, this report will be..."

“Don’t give me your real name! Use a pseudonym!” Rita Skeeter growled, her voice tinged with anger.

“Fine…” Xenophilius shrugged. “Since you insist…”

Chapter 76 A Trip to Central Park

If we consider New York's steel forest as the strap of a watch, then Central Park in the heart of Manhattan is like the dial that holds the entire city together.

Central Park is known for its tranquil and beautiful scenery, reminding people who are constantly busy, like the "second hand" of a clock, to remember to occasionally stop and enjoy the beauty of life.

It was summer vacation, and Central Park was packed with visitors. Some people were picnicking on the grass, some were flying kites, and children were running and playing.

Wherever you go, you can see tourists playing around, filled with laughter and joy.

……

Professor McGonagall needed to go to the Magical Congress first to take care of some trivial matters before she would notify Vizzett and the others to come over.

Taking advantage of the pleasant afternoon sun, Vizet and Luna strolled side by side along a path in Central Park.

The trees in Central Park are lush, and you can't feel the heat of midsummer on the paths;

Luna walked with her hands behind her back, her movements as light and graceful as a dance, each step landing on dappled gold.

Vizette followed at a leisurely pace, offering her umbrella to Luna whenever they encountered a spot without branches to provide shade.

Despite the overall cool environment, Luna still sweated quite a bit, the sweat dripping down the strands of hair that clung to her snow-white neck.

She turned around and let out a soft breath. "You must be tired too, right? It's only a short distance, you don't need to hold the umbrella like that!"

“It’s alright.” Vizette shook her head gently, took out a unicorn tail hair handkerchief, and gently touched Luna’s cheek.

He looked around before opening the hand holding the umbrella, but the umbrella remained in place, showing no sign of touching the ground.

Previously, when Dumbledore was "directed and acted" by the Board of Governors and "asked" to leave Hogwarts, he used himself as a guarantor to apply for the qualification of casting spells outside the school for Vizet.

Under normal circumstances, as long as Vizet does not harm Muggles or make them aware of the existence of magic, he can use magic in any country.

"Are we going to... Wizard's Central Park?" Luna squinted slightly, took a few more steps forward, and let Vizet help wipe the sweat from her cheeks.

“Yes… let’s go check out the longhorned water snake first.” Vizette looked around and pointed in one direction, saying, “This way!”

……

Vizette and Luna turned into a path, where the words "Welcome" appeared on a tree beside the path.

The two looked around to make sure no one was following them before crashing into a tree and appearing in a quiet forest.

The forest is surrounded by lush green trees, and birdsong fills the air. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground, adding a touch of poetry to the scene.

They hadn't walked far when they saw a roadside sign.