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

“But these contents are selling very well, which is why I chose to stay here for a few more days… Mr. Lovegood, I really want to know… why you are willing to share those views?”

"Don't you have any idea... how much value do you actually have in what you said at the seminar yesterday? Animagus does help with concealment, but that's about it..."

"Transforming into an ordinary animal also presents many inconveniences... and what you're doing now is tantamount to making a wizard pick up a wand and turning a Squib into a wizard..."

“I’m not that great,” Vizette waved her hand. “The seminar yielded some results, and I felt it should be brought up for discussion to hear different opinions…”

"Isn't this normal? When I'm answering other people's questions, I'm also organizing my own thoughts to better explain my original viewpoints..."

"This is a process of mutual progress... This is how learning should be. If you gain something from it, you should share it so that everyone can improve together..."

"Only in this way can more viewpoints emerge, and when someone collects them, they form new knowledge and then spark new viewpoints. Isn't that great?"

Rita Skeeter gave Vizet a deep look. “But the Vagado School of Magic… they have no intention of sharing this knowledge.”

“Their participation in the seminars every year is more of a show-off act. After all, they have a significant advantage in this field; there are a great many Animagus people in Africa.”

"So what if they show off?" Vizette retorted. "When peacocks show off their tail feathers, a few feathers sometimes fall off, and those can also be made into quill pens..."

"Isn't that right? The same goes for seminars... Even if they're just showing off, they do share different perspectives. Without their perspectives, how could I be inspired?"

“A peacock and a quill pen… I love this metaphor,” Rita Skeeter exclaimed. “It allows me to see another side of those African sorcerers…”

"You're an Silent One, so why are you willing to show them kindness? What... made you become the way you are now?"

“Because they all had goodwill towards me,” Wizette said. “Luna, Headmaster Dumbledore, Mr. Lovegood, Professor Quirrell, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall…”

He read out many names, "It is because of their existence that I am willing to be kind to more people... Of course, I will also be wary of malice..."

"For example, Ms. Skeeter, without your publicity, I'm probably not known to many wizards that I'm an Obscurial, right?"

“Ahem…” Rita Skeeter chuckled a few times. “This matter is over. I was just doing my job for money… This won’t happen again.”

“Let me show you my sincerity…” she quickly changed the subject, taking out a copy of the New York Ghost Newspaper. “This is today’s issue; you can take a look.”

Who would have thought that Mr. Wizette Lovegood, the charismatic young talent who recently shone so brightly, would once again demonstrate his abilities at the Animagus International Symposium...?

After just a few words, Vizet couldn't stand it anymore and looked directly at the accompanying picture.

He occupies the central position in the illustration, surrounded by wizards who are all paying attention to him and clapping their hands frantically...

Seeing this picture, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“It seems Miss Lovegood was right…” Rita Skeeter raised an eyebrow. “You don’t want Professor Severus Snape… to know how unreliable you are at brewing potions.”

Vizette couldn't help but smile. "It's a good thing she's here."

Rita Skeeter pursed her lips, wanting to say more, but ultimately gritted her teeth and held back.

Vizette regained her composure. "There's one last thing... What happened in Central Park?"

"Luna told me that she and Professor McGonagall are going to the Magical Congress. Is that related to this?"

“Look at this…” Rita Skid pulled open her handbag and took out several magical photos.

The photo shows a meteorite streaking across the sky, crashing into the ground and creating a deep crater, kicking up dust and wood chips.

The shockwave caused trees to fall and the meteorite to create a huge crater in the ground, scorching the soil around it with intense heat.

Chapter 125 Meteorite from the Moon

Wizette recalled yesterday's seminar, confirming that the area where the meteorite struck was the same location where the buffet was held.

It is also the place where Babajid Akinbad and his companions took the magic and gained the ability to cast spells from the Animagus.

“Ms. Skeeter, since you were able to write this report…” Wizette glanced at the New York Ghost again, her tone becoming serious, “does that mean you were there all yesterday?”

“I know what you want to ask…” Rita Skeeter’s jeweled glasses, “When the meteorite landed, all the participants in the seminar had already left.”

"I thought there was going to be some big news, so I waited there for a long time, about two hours... During that time, no one came to check on the situation..."

“I even patrolled the area, but I didn’t find anything.” She shrugged. “It’s probably just a coincidence.”

Vizette scrutinized Rita Skeeter. "Ms. Skeeter, I don't think... you'd be interested in coincidences."

"Especially this kind of... astronomical phenomenon, is it because the Magical Congress handled it poorly? Or is there another reason?"

“Perhaps I’ll have to be more careful with my words in the future,” Rita Skeeter sighed, as if in resignation. “The way it was handled was indeed very strange…”

"At least according to the English Ministry of Magic, when faced with a meteorite falling from the sky like this, they would simply drag it back to the Department of Mysteries for research, and would not bring back everyone who was present at the time for questioning."

“Ms. Skeeter, based on your many years of experience…” Vizette asked, “under what circumstances would they need to investigate those who were present at the time?”

“It would conflict with the secrecy laws, wouldn’t it?” Rita Skeeter pondered. “Usually, when something like this happens, the Ministry of Magic would pay more attention.”

Vizette murmured, "That makes sense."

Rita Skeeter glanced at Vizet and noticed that Vizet seemed to be just going through the motions, her expression remaining calm and composed. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Under normal circumstances, she might use some kind of rhetoric to subtly guide the other person to say the answer she wants;

Unfortunately, she was facing Vizette;

Because of previous reports and her actions, Wizette was already wary of her and was always on guard. Her seemingly perpetually calm expression was the best proof of that.

Rita Skeeter remembered very clearly that on the way to the seminar yesterday, Vizette and Luna were chatting and laughing, looking like they were enjoying their summer vacation without a care in the world.

The two set off in the morning and bought a lot of local specialties along the way, including potion ingredients, magic tools, literary works, and even alcohol and candy.

All these items were packed as gifts and sent back to England ahead of them, only officially entering Central Park in the afternoon.

If I can build a good relationship with Vizette, I might be able to get a gift too;

How long has it been since she received a decent gift from anyone?

Unless you count the undiluted pus from the Babo tubers, she receives this gift almost every day as long as she stays in England;

The only thing to be careful about when opening the envelope is to wear dragon-skin gloves, otherwise you'll have to go to St. Mungo's to get your hands, which are covered in sores, healed.

Rita Skeeter shook her head slightly. Instead of worrying about these things, she should consider how to dig out more news from Vizette.

She was very satisfied with what she had learned from the trip, and writing it down and publishing it was what she was most willing to do now.

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After Rita Skeeter left, Wizette tidied up the room and headed to Central Park.

Upon arriving at Central Park, he found a warning sign stating that due to an animal going missing, the park would be temporarily closed for a day to find the missing animal in order to ensure the safety of visitors.

To avoid trouble, Vizette used a Disillusionment Charm to conceal herself before entering Central Park.

It wasn't until he stepped onto the path leading to Wizard Central Park that Vizette saw a familiar figure—Olga Goizueta, whom he had met once before and who had mistaken him for a "superhuman."

Olga Goizueta seemed to have another strange idea, wearing a full set of bicycle protective gear and with her hands strapped to the handlebars.

The bicycle appears to have been modified in some way, with two steel pipes extending outwards from the handlebars. He not only tied his hands to the handlebars but also fixed his arms to the steel pipes.

Wizette was still somewhat curious about this eccentric man. "Mr. Goizueta, what are you planning to do?"

"God... my God! You scared me!" Olga Goizueta stammered. "I was planning to enter this secret realm!"

“A secret realm?” Vizette raised an eyebrow, understanding why Olga Goisueta had bound his hands.

“A part of this world is definitely being hidden!” Olga Goizueta explained excitedly. “I’ve discovered some things through the surveillance cameras installed in various locations!”

"Some people, when heading to a certain place, will suddenly turn back without hesitation, as if they've remembered something extremely urgent! It's really abnormal!"

“There must be something strange about this! So I suspect it’s psychological… Therefore, I plan to tie my arms and fix the direction…”

He pointed to the barrier at the end of the path, "I think this way we can avoid being affected by this and enter that hidden world!"

Surveillance camera?

Vizette re-examined Olga Goizueta.

The person in front of me, who has access to surveillance cameras from all over the world and can freely enter and exit the closed Central Park, is clearly not that simple.

“Mr. Goizueta, I’d like to know…” Vizette rummaged through his pockets and pulled out the pictures from Muggles, “Have you seen these pictures before?”

Olga Goizueta glanced at the picture and her expression changed drastically. "Damn it! Those idiots! I told them to leave you alone!"

“Mr. Goizueta, so…” Vizette raised his eyebrows, “you distributed these images?”

“I absolutely did not mean to bother you!” Olga Goizueta quickly said. “Our meeting today was just a coincidence!”

"The reason I came here is because I received a message from NASA saying that the moon has changed and a meteorite has landed in Central Park."

"However, they are not in a hurry to search... It seems that the White House has requested that they wait quietly, and that the FBI will handle this matter."

"They don't seem too nervous... I thought it would cost a lot of money to pull strings to get in here... But I really didn't expect you to be here too!"

Chapter 126 The Splendor of Human Wisdom?

Olga Goizueta's words connected the dots for Wizette.

The meteorite that Rita Skeeter mentioned likely originated from the moon;

Since the meteorite fell into Wizard Central Park and was observed by NASA, its nature changes when it interacts with the Muggle world, and it is necessary to consider whether it will affect the Secret Service Act.

For this reason, the Magical Congress and the Muggle government have resumed their cooperation.

The Muggle government was responsible for closing Central Park to facilitate the Magical Congress's operations.

Once the Magical Congress has investigated the cause and determined whether the meteorite was caused by wizarding interference, it will be handed over to the Muggle government for research.