Allen wasn't in a hurry to purify the energy of the spiders' souls. He thought of the scars on Luna's hands and frowned. He went to the storage room and took out some mithril. He was going to prepare a small gift for Luna who was injured because of him.
He casually pulled out a piece of parchment and quickly wrote a few lines of words. He summoned Benny and watched him disappear into the darkness.
Allen took out a small delicate furnace and put the mithril into it. He tapped the silver furnace with his wand. Through the engraved patterns on the floor of the furnace, he could see a purple flame flickering and dancing. Gradually, the solid mithril melted into a liquid and slowly rotated in the furnace in a clockwise direction.
When Benny flew back again, the mithril had completely melted into a liquid.
Allen took down a small pouch at Benny's feet and looked at the gray exterior. He pursed his lips and first opened the letter that came with the package.
"Dear Allen,
Due to the lack of time, I wasn't able to get the suitcase you described. However, I only found a small pouch with similar functions in the Department of Magical Animal Management and Control. Note: Although the space isn't as big as that of a suitcase, it can still fit a few dragons. In addition, I ordered two extra pouches. They are expected to arrive in two weeks. Dear nephew, even if you are biased, you can't be too obvious.
— Love, Aunt Josephine. "
Putting Aunt Josephine's letter aside, he directly opened the pouch and observed it. It was a pet space similar to Newt Scarman's suitcase. From the outside, it was very small and ordinary. However, it was cast with a very clever Traceless Stretch Spell. Together with some more complicated spells, it formed a space suitable for pets to live in and could be carried around.
In Allen's memory, the wizard who made the suitcase was undoubtedly a master of strange things, but the style was too practical and didn't care about the aesthetics. Luna often made some unconventional small accessories, but obviously it wasn't the kind that lacked spirit. If Luna appeared in front of everyone with such an ugly suitcase, Allen would find it hard to accept. However, he never thought that even if it wasn't a suitcase, the pouch as a pet space would be just as ugly. The mithril he prepared would come in handy.
He waved his wand and tossed the small pouch into the small furnace. Gradually, the pouch merged with the mithril into a ball.
At the same time, he wrote and drew on the parchment paper. Soon, a blueprint was formed.
Allan compared the blueprint that he had designed and slowly solidified the mithril that was fused together. Finally, he added a lot of carvings to the ugly waist bag and changed the color scheme to make the waist bag look like the raven on Ravenclaw's school emblem. The only difference was that he had added a third eye to the raven in bad taste.
Satisfied, he put the pouch on the desk, hoping that this small gift could ease her pain and make her smile again.
Early the next morning, Allen was waiting in the common room. When Luna came out of the dormitory, she saw Allen in high spirits and with a smile on his face.
"You have good news for me." Luna's voice was light, and she pulled Allen out quickly.
"Yes." Allen smiled and showed the raven pouch he remade to Luna.
"What does it do?" Luna curiously looked at it.
Allen quickly explained the function of the pouch to Luna.
Thinking about Zhuo Geng who had been fostered in the Harris Family's dragon farm for a few months and Hungary's tree wasps which she hadn't had any close contact with, Luna gently nodded.
Glancing at Luna's heavily bandaged hands, Allen handed the pouch forward.
Before Allen could say anything, Luna opened her arms. Allen bent down and fastened the pouch on Luna's waist.
When Allen got up, he accidentally rubbed against something soft. Just as he was about to apologize, Allen found that Luna did not mind. She just lowered her head slightly and looked at the three eyes of the raven. "Many wizards, including the Unknowns, are superstitious about the number seven. They think it has some special magic, but you obviously prefer the number three."
Allen's ears instantly turned red, and he stuttered that it was time for breakfast.
They walked up the steps leading to the hall and entered the auditorium.
Roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes, and other dishes were placed on the table. Allen considerately pulled out a chair for Luna, and then based on his observation of Luna, he picked out many of Luna's favorite foods for her.
Luna looked at Allen's actions and slightly raised her eyes. She did not pick up the knife and fork, and sat quietly in her seat.
Allen used a knife to cut the apple pudding into small square pieces, and then used a fork to fork them and gently fed them to Luna.
"How pretentious, she even needs Allen to feed her." At Slytherin's long table, Malfoy looked at Allen's considerate care for Luna and raised his chin.
"You're right, ugly people are more mischievous." Pency picked up a small piece of steak and put it into Malfoy's mouth.
"Her fingers are all swollen. They must be stiff and not listen to her. It must be very difficult for her to use the knife and fork. It's normal for Allen to help her. " Sitting in front of Gryffindor's long table, Hermione unconsciously poked the roast potatoes on the plate with her fork, and they were poked into pieces. At this moment, she even had a thought of why she was not the one who was injured.
After feeding Luna, Allen used the tip of his fork to poke a roast potato. At this moment, a person wearing an H94 uniform strode in from the hall. He looked around the hall with a heroic spirit, and then under the curious gaze of the young wizards, he quickly walked to Ravenclaw's long table and stood in front of Allen.
"Mr. Allen Harris, a person said that he has surrendered himself to Aura's office according to your instructions. He said that he wants to apologize to Miss Luna Lovegood in person. I wonder if you and Miss Luna have time to give him a chance?"
The young Aura's image and temperament were very good. He was very suitable for this kind of role that required him to appear in public.
Allen looked at Luna, and Luna nodded.
The two followed the young Aura to a small classroom on the first floor.
Ignoring Aura who reported the situation outside the door, Allen and Luna first sat in the chair in the center of the classroom, waiting for the person who surrendered himself.
Looking at Luna's frown because of the pain caused by her movements, Allen said worriedly, "I should have insisted on letting mother bandage you. Madam Pomfrey always deliberately leaves some pain for the students. She thinks that this way, they will remember the lesson and be more careful next time."
"It's not your fault. You've been unhappy these days because of this?" Luna's silver-gray eyes looked at Allen's face.
"You just have to smile." Allen said softly, "Then I'll be happy."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Allen and Luna looked up at the door at the same time.
An old man with sparse white hair and a face full of wrinkles walked in with a cane. Because many of his teeth were missing, he could not close his mouth and kept drooling.
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