On Christmas Eve, Maca didn't make it to any other place after all. He conversed with Mr. Scamander and the others in the auditorium until late at night, telling them everything he knew about Zoe.

For Zoe's family, it was undoubtedly a sad reality, so Maca described the girl as bright and righteous as possible to comfort the pain that the white-haired man had sent to the black-haired man.

Sometimes, lies are undoubtedly more soothing than the truth.

The next day, Christmas Day, Maca woke up from the inner bedroom of her office. He hurriedly took care of his personal hygiene, and then left Hogwarts Castle again.

Yesterday I could not have visited Lovegood's house, because Maca felt that it might be necessary to leave some space for the father and daughter to reunite after a long absence. But today, he had to make a trip.

He had already arranged for the owl to be delivered at regular intervals for Mr. Lovegood's Christmas present, which must have been pecking at one of the windows of Lovegood's house.

But the Christmas gift to Luna, he decided to deliver it to the other party with his own hands.

This gift is special and quite ...... Well, expensive! But unfortunately, this thing is still very limited in its usefulness, and can only be regarded as a toy carefully prepared by Maca.

With a heart in her heart, Maca rushed to Lovegood's house with a rare light smile on her face.

Who knows how long it had been since he had laughed so naturally?

……

Last night's heavy snow had stopped, and Maca was covered in frost all the way. The slope of the hill near the village of Autrey-St. Cachpole, around the Lovgoods' house that looked like chess pieces, was also covered with thick snow.

He jumped down the magic book in front of the house, stepped on the creaking snow to the door of Lovegood's house, and reached out and knocked on it.

I thought it would take a few more knocks before someone would open the door, after all, it was only seven o'clock in the morning, and the sky had just been lit up by the sun in the British winter. Unexpectedly, after only three knocks, the door was opened from the inside.

"Oh! Good morning, Mr. Lovegood. Maca happily said, "Merry Christmas!" ”

"Merry Christmas, Maca." Luna's father smiled when he saw that it was Maca, "Coming here so early?" Come on, come in...... Have you had breakfast? If you don't mind, let's eat some together! I'm going to do it! ”

"That's great," Maca said quickly, "I came out early today, and I really haven't had time to fill my stomach yet!" ”

Warmly welcomed by Xenophilius, Maca was led into the house with her shoulders hooked. He sat down at the table and looked around for a moment.

There is still no change here, and it is good for a workaholic like Xenophilius to be able to take care of his daughter safely until now, and it is naturally difficult to bother with the furnishings of the house.

And, although Maca occasionally helped Xenophilius with some scoop and other stuff stuff, the Lovegood family never had much to spare thanks to the "Singing the Bad" magazine, which had never been very popular.

Maybe after the relationship between Marka and Luna develops a little further in the future, he can justifiably add some money to the Lovegood family, which will make Xenophilius and Luna's life better.

But at least, now is not the time.

Although Luna's father is quite easy-going, the more people with this kind of personality, the more they will have a clear bottom line. If he had been so aggressive in helping out, it would probably have been self-defeating.

"Mr. Lovegood, where's Luna?" Marca sat down at the dining table and said to the kitchen behind her, "Isn't she up yet?" ”

"It's up, it's already up just now!" Xenophilius waved his wand to make breakfast without looking back, "She said last night that she was going to get up early today to open the present—it should be in the bedroom now, right?" ”

"Can I go and have a look?" Maca said, glancing down the staircase in the middle.

"Of course, I think she'll be happy for you, and you can drop her off for breakfast!" Xenophilius replied, "Oh, yes! Thank you for the Christmas gift you gave me – the new recipe for Godigan tea, it was amazing! ”

"You're welcome, the Christmas special you gave me is also great, I'll watch it a few more times!" Maca smiled and walked upstairs with her legs up.

The second floor is Xenophilius' bedroom--studio, while the third floor is Luna's bedroom. When Maca climbed the spiral staircase to the third floor, the first thing he saw was not Luna, but a portrait hanging from the ceiling.

It is a portrait surrounded by a large number of elaborate "gold chains", and a looming figure on the canvas is faintly recognizable, which seems to be the outline of Maca.

If you look closely, the "gold chains" that surround the ceiling around the frame are actually made up of tiny handwriting.

Luna carefully wrote Maka's name thousands of times in golden ink, and it looked as if she was going to keep writing.

Maca knew that this was a little trick that combined word magic with magical biology.

The golden ink is made from the fetal hair shed by a young unicorn, and when you write in a circle, the writer's pure and unblemished will is incorporated into the handwriting little by little, and the image of the written content is displayed in a specific position.

Because every word that is written down has a very limited will that can be incorporated; Therefore, the more simple and straightforward the words are written, and the more times you write, the clearer the image will be.

Maca, who knew how difficult this was, felt more and more guilty when she saw this scene.

He had cast some spell on his name to prevent him from detecting it, so that the painting, which should have been written a thousand times or so enough to make his figure clearly visible, was still a rather vague image after thousands of times.

"Maca?"

Luna was sitting on the edge of the bed with a lot of gifts, and when she saw Maca appear on the side of the stairs, she immediately called him happily.

"Luna......" Maca took her eyes off the tiny golden handwriting and placed it on Luna's face, "Merry Christmas." ”

He really wanted to hug this girl now, but he couldn't do that just yet. His enemies continued to run rampant, even one more than before, and he could not be so irresponsible as to involve his beloved in danger.

He was able to agree that Luna and Harry would be friends,., because it would be dangerous, but not enough to face the real crisis.

But if he gets too close to Luna and exceeds a certain limit, Voldemort and Greenwald will definitely not hesitate to take action against Luna - they really can't help Marka, but can they help Luna?

I'm afraid of a Maca in case and doesn't want anything to go wrong in a place like this.

At the moment when the Ravenclaw Tower was attacked, he did not hesitate to use the power of the rules to completely wipe out the other party, and there was no doubt that there was such a reason.

"Merry Christmas, Maca." Luna said, leaning down and opening the cabinet next to the bed, taking out a small gift box from it and handing it to him, "I knew you would come." ”

She was still smiling happily, smiling happily, and as always, a little confused.

"Really?" Maca hurriedly reached out and took it, "Can I open it now?" ”

"Of course." Luna nodded slightly, "I hope you like it." ”

This gift box is only the size of a palm, and it doesn't weigh much in your hand. Maca looked left and right, and instead of using magic, she tore the wrapping paper with her own hands.

Soon, he saw that in this small gift box, there was a pair of glasses that looked a little strange.

It looked a bit like the old leather windscreen goggles worn by Muggle pilots, except that the lenses were made from some kind of lavender crystal, which was not very transparent.

"A pair of anti-demon glasses," Luna explained to him with gusto, "I found it in Diagon Alley, and it's hidden in a corner!" No one saw it! ”

"Oh, that looks awesome!"

Maca said, putting it on directly, and suddenly his vision turned purple. Vaguely, he could see some unknown dots of color wandering around in his field of vision, making it impossible to tell if it was the strange magic on the lenses, or if he could really see through the lenses what was otherwise invisible to the naked eye.

Of course, it was easy to stumble when walking with it in this way, and he eventually pushed it to his forehead.

"If you like it." Luna smiled her ethereal and sweet smile.

"Well," Maca nodded, then reached out and pulled open the pocket around her waist, pulling the bag to the maximum, "I have a gift for you too, and you're going to love it too!" ”

As he spoke, he vigorously pulled out a large gift box from the pocket where he had cast the Traceless Stretching Charm...... No, perhaps it would not be an exaggeration to call it a "gift box".

The gift box looked the size of a small suitcase, and the way he took it out, it seemed to be not lightweight, and it took two hands to handle it.

After he rested it on the pale blue carpet in Luna's room, he reached out and gestured to Luna.

"Open it and take a look!" Maca, like Luna just now, was in high spirits.

Luna, who had already piqued her curiosity with Maca's "big" gift, immediately leaned down and opened the gift box. When the box is completely dismantled and spread on the floor, the contents of the box are revealed to Luna.

The thing reflected a brilliant silver light in the light of the morning sun outside the window.