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

Qiu Zhang smiled in mid-air, but lost his balance after completely leaving the flying broom and began to fall.

Seeing this, Cedric reacted quickly. He swiftly reached out and caught Cho Chang steadily, pulling her back from the air to his flying broom.

"Thank goodness! Cho Chang didn't fall into the stands, Cedric caught her!" Lee Jordan's voice, though softer, became clearer. "Although Cedric couldn't..."

“Lee!” Professor McGonagall called again, “You have other things to do.”

“Oh! Right!” Lee Jordan coughed twice. “Excuse me, Professor McGonagall! Let’s congratulate Ravenclaw with a cheer!”

"They won the game with a score of 750 to 30! Without a doubt! This score breaks the Academy Cup record!"

Chapter 227 Cornelius Fudge's Christmas Holiday Was Not Easy

As the Hogwarts Express departed the station, the Christmas holidays officially began.

For wizards in the English magical world, the Christmas holidays are one of the most anticipated holidays of the year.

Except for Cornelius Fudge.

For him, at least this year's Christmas holidays are an exception.

The reason he was having a bad time was because the Swedish newspaper Odin Daily reported on Harry's attack on the Dementors.

Some English wizards who were traveling to Sweden discovered the reports about Harry and the Dementors and quickly sent the Odin Daily back to England.

The name Harry Potter may not carry as much weight for wizards in other magical worlds;

However, for English wizards who had experienced the "Voldemort and Death Eaters" era, Harry was the "savior" who ended the war, which was of extraordinary significance.

With this special significance, one copy after another of the *Odin Daily* was sent back to the English magical world, and more and more wizards learned the truth as a result—

The savior was studying diligently at school when he was attacked by terrifying Dementors. Cornelius Fudge, who had ordered the release of the Dementors, changed the subject to cover up the incident.

As for which topic Cornelius Fudge moved on to, wizards who had read the Daily Odin realized that it was the Daily Prophet's report on "breeding" Dementors.

When this happened, The Daily Prophet initially tried to put up a fight;

Unfortunately, the Daily Odin's report included many magical photos of Dementors and Harry, making it impossible for the Daily Prophet to refute it.

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Boom!

Xenophilius Lovegood, who had left early in the morning, returned. He seemed to be in a good mood, humming a little tune as he closed the door and walked briskly toward the dining room.

Before Vizette and the others could ask any questions, Xenophilius spoke up, "Guess what Mrs. Diggory wanted to see me about?"

Vizette wiped her mouth with a tissue. "Write to the Ministry of Magic... or rather, Minister Cornelius Fudge?"

He stood up, and Luna and his plate floated up with him, the remaining sauce on the plate gradually disappearing and then gurgling into the cupboard.

Luna wiped her mouth and added another part of her guess, "And it's a roaring letter?"

“Oh! Vizette!” Dobby exclaimed in a shrill voice, bringing Xenophilius’s breakfast. “This is something I should be doing!”

“It’s nothing!” Vizet said with a smile. “It’s just a small favor, it won’t take much effort.”

Dobby's voice trembled slightly, "Oh! Great Vizet..."

"Ahem!" Xenophilius coughed lightly and raised his voice slightly, "That's right! We're going to write a howling letter to Cornelius Fudge!"

“It wasn’t just me, the entire village of Autry St. Catchpol… any family with a child attending Hogwarts signed it.”

“It was Mrs. Diggory who started it…that makes sense.” Vezel nodded. “After all, nobody wants something like this to happen to their own child.”

In the Quidditch match where Harry was attacked by Dementors, Cedric Diggory also encountered Dementors, but he wasn't affected as much as Harry.

Nevertheless, this incident angered Mrs. Diggory, which led to this joint effort to write a shouting letter to Cornelius Fudge.

“Mrs. Weasley also revealed a secret…” Xenophilius chuckled, “Arthur told her these past few days that Cornelius Fudge has received several howling letters!”

“These howling letters will not only be sent to the Ministry of Magic, but also to his manor… even if he is not in these places, the owls that deliver the howling letters can find him in the shortest possible time.”

He took a sip of Gordigan tea. "It was a nightmare! Not only the howling letters, but also that babo tuber pus... the undiluted kind, it hurt Connelly Fudge so much he cried!"

"And the wizard who sent this letter put in a lot of effort... I don't know if he was unwilling to investigate, but anyway, nobody knows who sent that letter, hehe!"

"It's said that even the Malfoy family was involved, and I think that's probably why Mrs. Diggory did what she did... Now it's Cornelius Fudge's problem!"

"However, Connelly Fudge dared to do this because of the Quidditch World Cup. As long as the Quidditch World Cup is well organized and Sirius Black is captured, things will be over soon."

Vizette smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

In his daily life, Xenophius is actually a rather unconventional person who doesn't like to be constrained.

However, whenever Cornelius Fudge is involved, he becomes very perceptive and even racks his brains for ideas to expose Cornelius Fudge's unknown dark side.

"Dad, do you want to go out for a walk with us tonight?" Luna asked. "The Leighton Howe market should be very lively!"

“Honey, I’m not going!” Xenophilius waved his hand. “Daddy’s been exhausted these past few days, I just want to rest today…”

Luna nodded. "Dad, we'll bring you some delicious food again!"

“My darling is so thoughtful!” Xenophilius nodded repeatedly, forking a piece of bacon and saying, “I just hope you guys have fun!”

Vizette took out a bottle of Soul Soothing Agent. "Mr. Lovegood, you can use a little bit; it will make you sleep more comfortably."

"Okay!" Xenophilius nodded. "Take good care of Luna when you go out! Don't let anything happen... don't let anything happen to any of you!"

Vizette nodded. "Of course!"

……

Vizette could actually guess pretty much what Xenophilius had been doing these days;

The Odin Daily News reported these stories thanks to Xenophilius's connections, while the magical photos of Dementors and Harry came from Colin Crevy.

Colin Crevey came to see Vizzett after the Dementors attacked Harry;

In addition to expressing his indignation, he also took out the photos and wanted to ask Wizette if he needed them.

Although it is unknown what exactly happened between Xenophilius and Cornelius Fudge;

However, given Vizet's understanding of Xenophilius, Xenophilius would certainly be happy to accept these pictures that are indirectly related to Cornelius Fudge.

Xenophilius was clearly obsessed with Cornelius Fudge, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to come up with the idea of ​​reporting on him through the Odin Daily under so many restrictions;

However, it must be said that this is a very clever move. If Cornelius Fudge wants to pursue the matter, obtaining the Swedish magical world will be an extremely troublesome affair...

Chapter 228 Who is silently waiting in the winter?

There is an extremely old market in East London – Leighton Howe Market;

Compared to the relatively quiet Diagon Alley, Leighton Howe Market was much more lively on Christmas Eve than usual.

The market has a strong Victorian style, with wrought iron frames and stained glass intertwining to form a huge dome on the high ceiling;

The dome was filled with bright light bulbs, and even though it was already night, the warm glow of those bulbs illuminated the market as bright as day.

Vizette and Luna entered the Letonhow market, surrounded by artfully crafted arcades adorned with green holly branches and fluttering red ribbons.

Golden bells sway in the wind on the holly branches, making a clear, ringing sound. People stroll leisurely through the market, their faces beaming with festive joy.

That same smile graced Luna's face as well. "Vizet! This place feels so much like... the streets... the shops around... they're all so similar! But it feels a bit more formal!"

She stretched out her finger, touched a golden bell, and gently plucked it, producing a melodious laugh that sounded like a wind chime.

Vizet knew exactly where Luna was talking about; this place was indeed similar in style to Diagon Alley, which was why he had brought Luna here.

Perhaps it was the unique Victorian style that held a special attraction for Luna, making her curious about everything here. "Vizet, there's a huge Christmas tree over there!"

In the center of Leighton Howe market stands a Christmas tree covered in colorful lights, almost reaching the dome;

A bright yellow five-pointed star hangs at the tip of the Christmas tree, twinkling along with the colorful lights all over the tree, casting dappled light and shadow.

……

“Let’s go take a look!” Luna said, taking Vizet’s hand and running towards the Christmas tree.

The crowds at Letonhow Market were immense. This time, they hadn't brought Xenophilius with them, and if they were to use magic, they would likely receive a "friendly greeting" from the Ministry of Magic.

Of course, Xenophilius's request could not be ignored, and Vizet did not want anything to happen to Luna, so she quickly grabbed Luna's hand and followed her through the crowd.

Perhaps because the crowd was too large and the air was not circulating well, after running only a short distance, Vizet could clearly feel his chest pounding wildly, as if a rabbit was hiding inside.

Under the huge Christmas tree, there were many stalls set up to attract passersby;

The gingerbread and hot chocolate stalls were doing the best business; the stall owners were incredibly busy, their smiles as bright as the chocolates on the stalls, as if they were about to overflow with joy at the slightest shake.

Luna, like a cheerful little owl, tugged at Vizette, showing her around until a stall owner who had just set up his stall called out, "Want to try your hand at riddles?"

The stall owner was dressed in a very distinctive way, wearing a loose, dark green robe, with a leather belt around his waist, and holding a harp in his hand, looking like a bard.

What he sells are all kinds of handicrafts, such as pottery with unconventional lines and colorful scarves, which can all be found at his stall.

Luna stopped and asked with interest, "A riddle?"

“Yes…” the stall owner nodded, “I have a lot of hobbies, I like to tinker with all sorts of things, so I have a lot of extra items…”

He pointed to the various handicrafts on the stall, "If you can guess my riddle, you can take them home."

"Of course... if you guessed wrong, but really like it, you can buy it directly at the price listed above."

"Want to try it?" Luna gently shook Vizet's hand, her gaze falling on a ceramic cup.