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

“Of course, no problem.” Vizet took out a bandage from the inner pocket, pulled out the longest one, and handed it to Ollivander.

When it came to the cause to which he had dedicated his life, Ollivander seemed to become a different person.

He held the bandages in his hands, his wide eyes gleaming with energy. "Merlin's beard! Unicorn tail hair! Extremely high quality!"

"Absolutely superb cane core material! And it's been made into bandages? It's simply...it's..."

For a moment, he couldn't find a suitable adjective.

Chapter 87 Jingle Bells

"Is that so?" Vizette asked, somewhat puzzled. "This quality... it can't be considered high-quality tail hair, can it?"

Hagrid's method of treating the unicorn's tail hair was very crude; he simply wove and wrapped it into bandages.

Furthermore, lack of maintenance has led to dull and even split tail hairs.

“Judging by the standards of potion ingredients, it certainly wouldn’t be considered a good ingredient,” Ollivander said, beaming. “But wand studies are a different story!”

“I can’t see any curse in these tail hairs… To obtain tail hairs of this quality, one must have a good relationship with a unicorn.”

"Unicorns are incredibly pure. Obtaining unicorn materials by force will result in a curse being attached to them..."

"Although these curses are extremely minor, a curse is still a curse, and it will always have some effect, more or less."

"To make the unicorn tail hair the core of the staff, a series of processes and purifications are required to remove the curse."

He picked up the unicorn tail hair from Vizette's hands. "And the tail hair you've taken out... doesn't need any purification process at all!"

"The curse of the unicorn?" Vizette frowned. "Unicorn tail hair is also an ingredient in potions, could it be that those potions..."

"The trinity of magic, cauldron, and fire can melt tail hair and extinguish minor curses," Dumbledore explained with a smile.

"Of course... unicorn blood is an exception. The curse contained in that blood cannot be eliminated by these three things."

"Unicorn blood?" Vizette asked curiously. "Would the curse it contains be even more powerful?"

The movie *Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them* also mentions unicorns, but mainly focuses on describing their appearance and praising their beauty, without mentioning any curses...

“Of course!” Dumbledore’s face became extremely serious. “Only by killing a unicorn can one obtain its blood, which is an extremely cruel thing.”

"The blood of a unicorn can prolong life, even if the one who drinks it is on the verge of death... but he can only have a half-dead, cursed life!"

“But…who would be so crazy as to drink unicorn blood?” Ollivander interjected. “Let’s get back to the wand!”

When the conversation turned to wands, his confusion vanished, and he talked at length.

Vizette also took this opportunity to ask all the questions she had previously asked about making wands.

Ollivander ultimately did not accept the bandage, but symbolically pulled out a few tail hairs and left them as a "Christmas gift".

Watching Vizet's departing figure, Ollivander smiled and remarked, "What a good boy!"

He changed the subject, his tone tinged with concern, "Albus, do we really not need to tell him everything about that?"

"Not for now." Dumbledore shook his head gently. "There are many suspicious things about that Canaanite wizard. It's really impossible to determine his true target or whose information he wants to obtain."

"To risk his life for a mere ledger..." Ollivander frowned. "In the end, the ledger wasn't lost, but the Canaanite wizard completely lost his memory... That's too strange!"

He still remembered what the Auror had said during his return visit—that the Canaanite wizard had been arrested at the border and had been struck by an extremely severe amnesia spell, losing all his past memories, just like a newborn baby.

Dumbledore said, "Yes! The ledger contains information about Harry's wand, as well as information about Vizet."

"It's impossible to determine whether Death Eaters are gathering information to investigate Harry, or whether some other force is looking to cause trouble for Vizzet."

"Could it be the Saints... or the Sorcerers?" Ollivander asked tentatively. "Could they be planning something?"

“A true saint wouldn’t do such a thing!” Dumbledore said with absolute certainty. “At least they would have informed you first…”

"Then try to get the ledgers from you using a more moderate method. As for 'Majis'... that's somewhat possible! After all, that name is more widely known."

"Perhaps someone is using the name of 'UMNO' to plot something. After all, many people did this kind of thing back then, so it's not surprising."

Ollivander asked, "Albus, do you plan to continue investigating in this direction?"

“That’s a good idea,” Dumbledore nodded. “Whether it’s targeting Vizet or Harry, that’s not something I want to see.”

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Vizette and Luna left the Leaky Cauldron and walked north along Charing Cross Road, where there were more and more pedestrians coming and going.

It did snow in London; the roadsides were lined with pristine white snowdrifts, which nestled around Christmas trees.

These Christmas trees were prepared by the surrounding shops, who also hung colorful lights and ribbons in their shop windows, connected colorful light bulbs to the eaves, and even had a large Christmas wreath at the shop entrance.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way..."

As the shop door opened and closed, the melody of "Jingle Bells" appeared intermittently.

The pre-holiday atmosphere was infectious. Luna walked briskly, looking around with great interest, her eyes shining brightly, overflowing with joy.

Vizette walked side by side with Luna, gently introducing everything along the way.

"This whole area is a commercial street, just like Diagon Alley behind the Leaky Cauldron. It serves the same function, satisfying all your needs for clothing, food, housing, and transportation..."

“It’s a little different from what Daddy said…” Luna said, as if humming a tune, “I just remembered… I need to change into Muggle clothes.”

“Things are different now, so there’s no need to worry so much,” Vizet explained. “They celebrate Halloween too.”

"They would also dress up as all sorts of monsters, knock on the neighbor's door, and say in a menacing tone, 'Trick or treat!'"

Hearing Vizette's gruff imitation of "trick or treat," Luna let out a melodious, bell-like laugh. "Ghosts? Like phantoms, ghosts, and ghouls?"

"There are also undead... but they call them zombies. However, zombies are not afraid of fire and light, and they feed on humans."

"So Muggles have to deal with such terrifying creatures? That's amazing!"

"Those are just creatures they imagined, depicted through movies and novels."

"What is a movie?"

"Those pictures, like those in the Daily Prophet, require special props to play, and then the figures in them will come to life..."

The two were very close, and with just a slight turn of her head, Vizette could see Luna's smile and the soft down on her face.

After all, Luna's family situation was special, and to avoid trouble, Luna's usual activities were limited to the village of Autri Saint Cachipol.

When she arrived in the modern city, she was struck by the passing vehicles, the diverse clothing of the pedestrians, and the electronic products sold in the shops…

Everything around her was new and exciting.

Chapter 88 Christmas Gift

“Let’s go in and take a look! We just happen to be looking for a clothing store.” Vizet noticed that Luna’s gaze lingered on one spot for a long time.

This is a unique clothing store; there are no decorative ribbons or lights in the window, but a deer head wreath hangs at the entrance.

The furry deer head kept snorting, but it didn't attract the attention of the passersby—this was a clothing store run by a wizard, called Mrs. Felton's Clothing Store.

Upon entering the shop, there was an old woman wearing a wizard's hat at an angle.

Her tone was gentle, "What a rare treat... Children, would you like to get some new clothes?"

“Yes, Mrs. Felton.” Vezel nodded, then looked at Luna and said softly, “Go ahead and try! I’ll be right here.”

"Mmm!" Luna responded, flitting back and forth in the store like a happy butterfly.

The old woman followed behind, slowly and methodically explaining the garment's construction and the importance of the materials used, displaying a style reminiscent of Ollivander...

In one afternoon, Vizette also took Luna to a department store and bought everything they had planned to buy that day.

The commercial street is even more beautiful at night, with colorful lights hanging from the shops, creating a dazzling display that complements the elaborately decorated Christmas trees under the eaves.

Luna wore a velvet robe with a snowflake pattern, the hem of which was adorned with feathers and bells;

Although she was carrying large and small bags, it did not affect her agility;

Strolling in the dappled light cast by the colorful lanterns, one feels like an elf descended to earth.

……

On the eve of Christmas, just as Vizet and his family were having dinner, a heavy snowfall finally began.

Even though there was only a thin layer of snow, Luna was overjoyed.

Together with Vizette, she took out a shovel and gathered the snow around the garden, sculpting three snowmen in the shape of owls.

Xenophilius retreated to the second floor to continue his "hidden plan," striving to finish the first edition of the storybook before the midnight bells rang.

After finishing sculpting the snowman and returning to the living room, Luna quietly covered her mouth and yawned.

"Go back to your room and sleep," Vizette said softly. "It's very late."

During this time, Wizette used the Leaky Cauldron as a transit point, traveling around London with Luna.

Besides sightseeing, Vizet also stops at various places to prepare Christmas gifts for loved ones.

It wasn't until this afternoon that he was able to prepare the gift and deliver it successfully.

Luna was a great help, so it's normal to feel tired now.

She had a peculiar persistence tonight, insisting that she was "not sleepy at all," and picked up a book called "Singing a Different Tune" and curled up on the sofa to read it.

Vizette smiled slightly, said nothing more, took out her wand and notebook, and sat down on one side of the sofa.