In the midst of this strange silence, Hermione finally couldn't help but ask.

"Are you looking at Thestrals?"

"yes," Luna said abruptly as she turned her gaze to Hermione. You're lucky not to see it.."

Fortunate?

Hermione's face flushed, and she thought Luna must be laughing at her.

"Not necessarily! How do you know I can't see? It looks like a horse, it's tall and big, it has two bat-like wings, it's so thin that you can see the bones..."

Hermione talked about it from her own experience of the previous school year and the descriptions she had seen in the books.

Luna and Ivan glanced at each other and smiled at each other tacitly, without piercing Hermione's words.

"And Thestrals are amazing creatures, usually only visible to those who witnessed death directly..."Hermione rummaged through her memories so that she could look as if she had seen Thestrals.

But when Hermione stopped talking about death, she didn't continue, and she suddenly understood why Luna would say that she was lucky...

Hermione looked at Luna and Ivan blankly, had they already witnessed death?

Hermione hesitated to ask, she remembered that Ivan hadn't been able to see Thestrals last year, and wondered why Luna, who was a year younger than her, had gone through this...

Luna took Hermione's expression in her eyes, she thought for a moment, then looked at Ivan and whispered.

"My mother was a very experimental person and she always wanted to create some fun magic of her own! Until one time her spell went wrong and an explosion engulfed her, right in an experiment, right in front of my eyes..."

Luna's voice was soft and soft, but it was also very calm, and only a little sadness could be seen in those eyes.

"Sorry, I don't know," Hermione said apologetically.

Luna's words also brought back memories that Ivan had buried in his heart, and his face became a little gloomy.

Although Ivan already had a perfect idea in mind to save Althea, the difficulty of improving the compound decoction was far more difficult than he expected.

Ivan was even a little afraid that when he went back in time, he would find that all his preparations were in vain...

"Harassing flies," Luna said suddenly.

"What?" Ivan came back to his senses and looked at Luna strangely.

"I told you, harassing flies!" Luna's eyes looked at Ivan in a trance, and her mouth imitated the buzzing sound of a harassing fly.

"It's a creature that can't be seen by the eyes, and it floats into people's ears and messes up people's brains, causing trouble... I think you have it all around me, but alas, I can't see it. ”

Harassing flies? What is that?

Hermione was a little confused, she had never seen anything like that in a book.

Ivan knew that the harassing fly was just a creature of Luna's imagination, and perhaps Luna thought that people's troubles were all because of the harassment of the fly.

"Do you know how to get rid of these harassing flies?" Ivan said helplessly.

Luna tilted her head and thought for a moment, frowning slightly, as if she was really thinking about a way to drive away the harassing flies.

Ivan shook his head, and was about to say that he was just joking,

At this moment, the little blonde witch suddenly stood up, took a few steps forward, and hugged Ivan into her arms in her arms...

A faint scent of jasmine wafted into his nose, and there was a hint of airship plum.

Ivan was stunned, he didn't expect Luna to suddenly hug him,

Luna's hug wasn't too warm, but it interrupted Ivan's thoughts, leaving him unable to think of anything.

Hermione's eyes widened in astonishment, her mouth opened, and she finally didn't say anything...

After a while, Luna let go of her hand and sat down in her original position, and everything was back to the way it was.

"Are you feeling better?" Luna asked.

"That's how you got rid of the harassing fly?" Ivan didn't know what to say.

Luna nodded, her gaze a little erratic. "On the day my mother died, my father comforted me like this... Hope this will be of some use..."

"I'm not as fragile as you think." Ivan said with a smile in his eyes.

"I know. I know.." Luna smiled softly and said in a singing tone. "That's what I told him the other day, but I don't think it's bad, is it?"

"yes, it works...", Ivan looked at Luna for a while.

Luna's actions were always unpredictable, and he could never figure out what the little witch would do next.

It's like a mystery...

Remembering that Luna seemed to be able to understand the owl's speech and be able to decipher the snake's language, Ivan became even more puzzled and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Can you tell me how you know I'm not in a good mood? And can you understand an owl? Is it because of the dementorship? ”

"I don't know how to do this kind of magic, I can just feel the emotions and guess what you're thinking..."Luna shook her head, the airship Lee hanging from her ear swaying with her movements. It's a very special feeling, but it doesn't work when there are a lot of people..."

Feel the emotion? Ivan really didn't know that Luna still had such abilities, and there was no mention of it in the original plane.

Ivan couldn't help but wonder if this strange ability could have something to do with some bloodline, after all, Luna and his father were some... Peculiar?

Ivan didn't dare to continue thinking, he was a little worried that Luna would perceive it, and subconsciously glanced at Luna, and the little witch just smiled at him.

Thestrals drove on the carriage, and calm returned to the carriage, Ivan didn't speak again, and Hermione sat quietly on the sidelines, not knowing what she was thinking...

Luna, who was reading the newspaper, hummed a little tune to herself, and the sound of the wheels swaying over the road seemed to have become a soundtrack.

After passing a long uphill driveway, the carriage finally stopped on one side, and not far away was Hogwarts, and you could faintly see dark shadows streak across the castle...

It was the Dementor in charge of guarding.

Ivan stepped out of the carriage, which was already full of hundreds of carriages, and many young wizards were getting out of the carriage and walking in groups towards the gate of the castle.

On the side of the steps, Ron was waving to them, and Harry was there, apparently unconscious, having woken up.

"They're waiting for you, right? I won't bother you. Luna spoke, and without waiting for Ivan's reply, she turned and joined the Ravenclaw procession, following the crowd into the tower.