"Why does she think I'm going to invite someone else?" Ivan muttered to himself in confusion, and he turned his head to look at Luna, trying to ask for the little witch's opinion, but found that Luna was still standing and did not follow.

Ivan was surprised and was about to ask, but Luna's words came first.

"You must be too tall!"

High? Ivan frowned, not understanding what Luna was trying to say.

Or is it just Luna's whim?

Just as Ivan was thinking this, Luna suddenly walked up to him, leaned straight in front of him, and put her hands on his shoulders.

It was the first time Ivan had been so close to Luna, and he seemed a little uncomfortable.

But before he could think about it, he felt the little witch's hands on his shoulders straining.

Ivan was a little curious about what Luna wanted to do, so he didn't resist, squatted down and finally sat down on the ground.

"It's so much better!" Luna stretched out her hand to compare the height difference between her and Ivan, and seemed very happy.

Ivan sat on the ground in a daze, looking up at Luna, and always felt that this perspective was a little strange.

"Have you ever heard of the Trace Immortal Tree?" Luna asked suddenly.

Ivan shook his head.

"It usually grows very tall and beautiful, and its branches are covered with golden-red leaves, and it steals all the sunlight and casts a large shadow, and it is impossible to find a second tree around."

Luna whispered, her ethereal voice echoing through the hallway, and she strode to the window, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on her long, pale blonde hair, reflecting a beautiful golden red.

Ivan looked up at Luna a little distracted, at this moment she was like the outstanding Trace Immortal Tree, so gorgeous, blocking the sun, and he could only stay in her shadow.

"You're trying to say that because I'm acting so well that Hermione feels a little uncomfortable?" Ivan asked hesitantly.

Luna didn't answer, she seemed to be immersed in her own world, and stretched out her hand in a trance as if she wanted to hold up a piece of sunshine.

Ivan didn't bother Luna either, silently thinking about it in his heart.

He suddenly remembered what Hermione had said half a month ago, when Harry and Ron had a conflict.

[No, you're wrong, sometimes I'm jealous of you... I hope you guys don't get so good...]

Ivan had thought that Hermione was just joking, but now it seems that there is more to it than that.

"You've put too much pressure on her," Luna's ethereal voice rang out again, "she's just a Trace Immortal, around the vicinity of the Trace Immortal Tree, but there are too many Trace Immortals like her, and she doesn't think she's inconspicuous at all." ”

"Trace Immortals? So what? Ivan was a little confused by Luna.

"They are very interesting little elves, only about half the size of a palm, with transparent wings that emit faint fluorescence, and there are always a lot of trailing fairies flying out of the flowers and circling around the trailing fairy tree at night...... "Luna was very happy to popularize it to Ivan.

Ivan scratched his head, he had searched through the relevant books in order to find magical creatures suitable for hemolysis, but he had never found any trace immortals in them.

This is probably also a creature of Luna's imagination, and she always has a lot of whimsical ideas, like living in a fairy tale book.

Of course, Ivan wasn't stupid enough to argue with Luna about the existence of the Trace Immortal, because he also heard the metaphor in Luna's words.

"You have many, many Trace Immortals, and if it weren't for me, you'd go to other friends to practice magic and talk to them about it......" Luna whispered softly.

"No, it won't!" Ivan refuted Luna's words and said very seriously. "Because there's only one Luna in Hogwarts, there's no second one!"

"Thank you!" Hearing Ivan say this, Luna became very happy, her eyes narrowed, and she said softly in that singing tone. "Then she must want you to tell her that there is only one Hermione in Hogwarts, and she is the most special Trace Fairy!"

Ivan was stunned, and after a while, his face became a little red, and he said in a slur manner. "Does it have to be like this? Wouldn't it be too ......"

Ivan didn't go on, of course he could understand what Luna meant, but wasn't that the same as a confession?

Just thinking about it made Ivan a little startled.

"But girls care about that!" Luna stared at Ivan, then asked. "Do you like her?"

Ivan hesitated, but he already had the answer in his mind.

Of course he liked Hermione, he liked it in his previous life, but he didn't know if it was love.

Because he also loves every brilliant character in the original plane—he knows their hearts, knows everything about them, and listens to their stories......

And compared to the others, Hermione was so close to him, so close that Ivan couldn't make sense of the mixed emotions.

"Would you be angry if she agreed to someone's invitation at the Ball?"

Luna's ethereal voice reached Ivan's ears again.

Ivan closed his eyes at the thought of such a scene, and the expression on his face became unnatural, and then quickly calmed down.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Luna, his words becoming firm. "I think I get it...... Thank you, Luna! ”

Luna just smiled and didn't reply.

After thinking it through, Ivan's confusion was cleared, but he didn't rush to Hermione, on the one hand, it was rude to Luna, and on the other hand, he needed some time to prepare for the surprise.

So the rest of the time he spent the rest of the day wandering around the castle with Luna, chatting about the trivial things in life and listening to the little witch's whimsical ideas.

He enjoyed talking to Luna, because he could never guess what would come out of the little witch's mouth, everything was so new.

"By the way, are you going to attend this year's Christmas ball?" Ivan asked curiously.

"But who would invite me to be a dance partner?" Luna said faintly.

Ivan then remembered that Luna was a third-year student and couldn't attend the ball unless someone invited her.

It's just that generally speaking, the pretty girls in the lower grades should also be very popular, and it really surprised Ivan that Luna was not invited.

But when I think about it, Ivan understands why.

If she goes to the ball, Luna will be happy to wear a strange gown, a beautiful garland of flowers, or a hat that she has knitted herself, and become the "center" of the ball—but not everyone can withstand the same stares as Luna.

Thinking so, Ivan looked at Luna with apologetic eyes, but unfortunately he was already ready to invite Hermione, and he couldn't invite a second person.

"I don't like proms, it's too lively......" Luna shook her head slightly, perhaps sensing Ivan's thoughts, before continuing mysteriously. I'm not going home for Christmas, I have more important things to do......"