The wind and snow howled, and some frost stuck to the arched glass window of Luna's room. The blazing fire in the fireplace reflected on the face of Luna who was lying on the chair. Helena stood behind her mother obediently and gently rubbed Luna's neck like Narcissa did before, making Luna look even more sleepy.
"Ms. Ravenclaw … You should sit for a while after eating before sleeping. You should feel more comfortable …" After placing the delicately cooked dishes on the table, Narcissa respectfully instructed. Even if Luna's current state was too absent-minded and unreliable, and she was influenced by Blake's upbringing, she could not neglect this little witch who she thought had a very noble status. In fact, Narcissa's attitude towards Luna had completely surpassed her respect towards Morgan-le-feil in the past few days.
"Call me Luna," Luna corrected her.
"Okay … Luna …" Narcissa responded with a mosquito-like voice. She then picked up the tray and stood up. "I'll come back later, Ms. Ravenclaw."
"Call me Lu …" The goddess seemed to have finally given up on correcting the mortal's question. She waved her hand and focused her attention on the food.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Helena …" Narcissa shut her mouth and smiled at Helena. Then, she looked at Allen who was fiddling with the crucible and other ingredients in the room. She did not say anything to disturb him. She just bowed slightly and quickly left the room with the empty tray.
Luna sighed. "Fortunately, I don't have a monkey face … Otherwise, she would be even more respectful."
"Didn't I see that you were enjoying it? Otherwise, I would have healed your leg long ago. You still don't want to go down and eat …" Allen stirred the steaming magic wand in front of him and said with a little disdain. "Daisy is beginning to blame me for making your leg so serious …"
Luna turned over, tilted her head and did not respond. Suddenly, she looked at the door with her hazy eyes. "Your father is here."
The door opened automatically before someone knocked on it. Owen stood awkwardly at the door with his hand raised. He then pulled his hand back and stood outside the door. After greeting the two people and the ghost inside, he looked at his son. "Allen, come out for a while. I need you to do something for me."
"Dad, I'm boiling the magic potion in the crucible. I may not be able to leave." Allen turned sideways so that Owen could see the layout of the room clearly. He pointed to the bubbling crucible in the room behind him and said, "It's going to take a while."
"Why are you making magic potion?" Owen was surprised...... Luna's injury? How hard did you throw her last time?!!! "
"Ouch …" Luna let out a fake moan and put down the silver spoon. Then, she gently touched her left knee with her hand and frowned in pain. Helena looked at her mother in shock. Why would that good leg hurt?
"You've healed long ago! You're injured on your right leg! Not on your left knee! " Allen's veins throbbed on his forehead. He spoke in Loynar's native language and then turned to look at his father. "Dad, don't be fooled by her. If you have something to say, just say it!"
"Luna, don't fool around with my son. You should rest for a while and make sure you're fully recovered before you walk. I heard from Morgan-le-feil that she's been taking good care of you." Owen walked in, his eyebrows relaxed and he looked like a benevolent father. After exhorting a few words in a pleasant manner, he turned his head and glared at Alan. He looked at Alan with disdain. "Alan, you're not injured. You've been too lazy recently. Everyone in the family is busy. You're the only one who hides in the room every day … Since it's not her injury, why did you make the potion? If you're so bored that you're making magic potion for fun, then go deal with it. "
"Dad, Mom asked me to come back. I have to take care of Luna personally. Only then can I be forgiven." Allen glanced at his father. "You see, my mission is so important. Of course, I can't go out and run around. When Xenophilius comes …" The white-haired wizard's expression was still a little fearful. "I have to make sure that I'm in my room when he comes …"
"I won't take up too much of your time. I had something to discuss with Longbottom and Burns tonight, but they've managed to persuade Dumbledore. He went to find Scrimgeour and wants to be our mediator." Owen sat opposite Allen, who was standing in front of the crucible again. He frowned unhappily. "Since Dumbledore is here, I think it's better for you to talk."
"Oh, Dad, you're afraid of Dumbledore …" Allen suddenly realized.
"Don't talk nonsense! I've only tricked them a few days ago. If Headmaster Dumbledore comes over, I won't have the confidence … "Owen reprimanded in annoyance." You go there for me. Scrimgeour can no longer stay in the office director position. It's too much of a hindrance to us. You can do as you see fit. You've been getting along well with Dumbledore recently, haven't you? The location is in Sir Grindelwald's mansion, so I think you're more suitable than me to go. "
"Dad, you don't have to worry. Since the bill has been passed and these people didn't jump out to oppose it, Dumbledore is indifferent to such mundane affairs as long as it doesn't harm the interests of the majority. I think he's already disliked Bojin and the others …" Allen raised his eyebrows and spread out his hands awkwardly. "You see, I can't leave here. Luna needs me to take care of, and my magic potion experiment hasn't been completed yet … Since Scrimgeour won't be arrested, I think those families can accept it. The only one you have to convince is Scrimgeour, the stubborn lion himself … So Dad, you can go by yourself. You're already so old, you should learn to be independent …"
"I'm your dad, not you!" Owen's veins on his forehead throbbed. "Don't think of slacking off. Don't you have a doppelganger? One of you can continue your magic potion experiment, one of you can accompany Luna, and one of you can attend the meeting. Just state your conditions! "
"Then help me appease Xenophilus …" Allen immediately stated his request. "You know, he's already dissatisfied with Luna's pregnancy at such a 'young' age. I broke her leg a few days ago … I can't handle it …" He smiled obsequiously and began to act like a spoiled child. "Dad, my good dad …"
"Shut up, you bastard!" Owen was disgusted. He frowned and said, "You'd better settle things here. He'll be very busy at the TV station. He'll have to explain and appease the ordinary people."
"I want to make a request too …" Luna's voice sounded. She tilted her head and looked at Owen sleepily. She mumbled, "Department of Mysteries … Apart from the curtain, to the floating city …"
Owen's eyes froze for a moment, and he looked at Allen for help. He knew that the girl was speaking in English, but he could not understand what she was trying to say.
"Dad, Luna wants you to arrange for the Department of Mysteries to be moved to the floating city, apart from the curtain that was used as the execution ground." Allen saw his father's confused expression and controlled his urge to tease him. Although he did not know that Luna wanted to make this request, he immediately understood her intention.
Owen thought for a moment, then came up with an excuse for his son. "That's not a big problem. You two are silent people … As long as the other Saul Kroc doesn't make a fuss, you can write a request and I'll agree. This is an internal matter of the Department of Mysteries. The other departments can't interfere with you …"
"The previous incident with Tom shows that the conflict between Luna and the Grim Reaper is bigger. The risk of getting close to the curtain is much higher than before. You're also looking at the Netherese scrolls. Sooner or later, you'll have to study these things. It's safer to separate them from the curtain." Allen and Luna looked at each other and said these reasons. He then turned to look at his father. "Other than that, Dad, you were the one who asked Penello to control the Italian fanatic to burn the Ministry of Magic. You even gave him a Dark Demon symbol … But before Scrimgeour was taken care of, the armed Aura was sent out. It's okay to protect other places under the umbrella, but the Ministry of Magic is a little … What if there are really criminals who want to imitate the crime and cause damage to the Department of Mysteries … That's too bad."
"Well, you're right … But we can also change the things we're going to study. Recently, because of this bill, Harris has been a little conspicuous. It's a little too conspicuous to give everyone in the family the identity of a Silent Person." Owen nodded in agreement. Then, he noticed that Helena, who was massaging Luna, was glaring at him. "Allen, don't talk nonsense! How can you say this in front of Helena?! " Then, he turned to Helena and explained kindly, "Don't misunderstand, Helena. Your grandpa is teaching bad people."
"I understand, Grandpa … I'm just listening to you." Helena quickly waved her hand. In fact, as a Ravenclaw and a person from the Middle Ages, she had seen a lot of the dark side. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to sense that most people approached her because of her mother, the founder.
"Don't worry, Helena has also done a lot of bad things, and the teachers don't care about her …" Luna yawned softly and lowered her eyes that seemed like they could never focus. "She raised many of Monkey Face's pets to death …"
"Mother! Don't talk nonsense! " Helena suddenly became anxious. She inexplicably felt that she was being burned, so she stopped Luna angrily.
"The rebellious Helena also liked The Dark Lord …" Allen began to play with the child's mother and began to tease the child.
"Father! Don't talk nonsense! "
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