Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan, Harry and Ron led Mr. Lovegood to the big tent, listening to him express his preference for the readers, and he seemed puzzled that Hogwarts Magic was not popular in Song Reverse magazine, as strange as people thought that bubbling snotlouts did not exist.

At this point, Luna ran over from the garden.

She still looks like a trance, with some dirt and weed on the front of her robe.

Looks like she just had a fight with the goblins in the garden.

“Evan, Harry, Ron, hello!” She said, in front of the three of them, "I see you and my father met! ”

“Ah, uh, my name is Barney, and he's Barney.” Harry panicked and wondered why Luna recognized him and Ivan.

“Oh, you've even changed your name?” Luna asked pleasantly.

“Well, how do you know...”

“From the look on your faces.” She said, then used to sniff her nose hard around Ivan, "and of course, the smell. ”

Is this guy a cat animal?

You can actually judge a person by the smell, and Evan can be sure that he doesn't smell anything strange.

But Luna's feelings have always been sensitive, and it's no surprise that she's always been able to spot things that other people can't notice.

Today Luna, like her father, is wearing a bright yellow robe with a large sunflower on her hair. Once you've adapted to these bright colors, you'll find that the overall effect is actually pleasing, at least she doesn't have any more little radishes on her ears.

But just because the robe is too bright in color, it is easy to see large traces of dirt on it.

“What were you doing in the garden?” Ivan asked.

“I wanted to grab a goblin, but it didn't work, and I got bitten.” Luna said, as if she suddenly remembered something important, and turned around in a hurry and raised a finger to Mr. Lovegood and said, "Dad, look... a goblin actually bit me! ”

“Wonderful! Goblin saliva is especially useful!” Mr. Lovegood said, grabbing Luna's extended finger and carefully gauging the bleeding spot, "Luna, my dear, if you think you have any talent coming forward today, it may be a sudden urge to sing opera, to recite it in mermaid language, whatever it is, don't suppress it! That could be a gift from an engineer! ”

“I knew it, I felt it! ”

At this point, Ron finally couldn't bear to hum and was heard by Luna.

“Go ahead and laugh!” Luna said calmly, "but my father did a lot of research on engineering magic. ”

“That's amazing. We already knew your father was very talented in that regard. Come on, your seats are on this side.” Ivan said he glanced at Ron and rushed to take Mr. Lovegood and Luna to their seats.

After all these years, no one was foolish enough to question Luna and her father's peculiar views, and everyone was used to it!

It would only be embarrassing for Luna and Ron to continue discussing his father's engineering magic.

But then again, the wound on Luna's hand is quite worrying, and the saliva of the goblin has a certain corrosive effect.

“Don't you really need to put something on that wound?” Ask Ivan, "or let me help you with a cure? ”

“Oh, it's okay, don't be so troublesome.” Luna said she sucked her fingers like a dream, measuring Evan up and down, "you look so spirited, I told Dad most people probably wear gown robes, but he believed that attending a wedding should wear sun colored clothes, you know, for a colorful head. ”

“It's a little different, but at least it looks beautiful! ”

“Thanks, I knew you'd appreciate it, Ivan.” Luna was happy to say, "I kind of like you now as much as my dad. ”

She said an indescribable word and then followed Mr. Lovegood in a floating manner.

What do you mean, "I kind of like you now as much as my dad"? Lovegood likes Evan a lot?

Ivan stood there for a while, and when he returned, he saw an old witch standing opposite Harry and Ron, holding Ron's arm tight. The old witch looked a little scary, hawk hook nose, red circle, pink feather hat, like a flamingo with a bad temper.

“Your hair is too long, Ron. I thought you were Ginny.” The witch whispered, “Who's standing next to you? You don't have to introduce me. I can tell by the hair, it's the Weasley family again. You reproduce like goblins. By the way, I hear... my God, what is that thing that Xenophilius Lovegood is wearing? He looks like a pancake. All right, who's this? ”

“Aunt Muriel, this is Bamo, this is Barney, they're both our cousins. ”

“Another Weasley?! I'm taking back what I just said. You reproduce much faster than the sperm. How many children does the Weasley want? One after another, do you want to occupy the magic world with this?! I'm not interested in another Weasley. Aren't Ivan Mason and Harry Potter here? In recent years, the newspapers have been talking about these two children, and I thought I'd see them. Ron, I think I remember them being your friends. Maybe you're just bragging about it, huh? ”

“No, they... can't come! ”

“Make excuses, huh? Those two boys are smart, not as brainless as they look in the newspaper photos. It's not right, they need to hide now, but I'm not afraid of some dark demon head. I've lived too long. I've seen all kinds of dark wizards. When Greendward was the biggest, I wasn't afraid of anyone!” She yelled, "Okay, okay, get me a good seat, Ron, I'm 107 years old, better not stand too long. You may not know, I've been in the house teaching that bride how to wear my headdress for the best, and the fairy made it, you know, precious things that have been circulating in our house for centuries. She's a pretty girl, prettier than any bride I've ever met, but she's a... French. ”

Speaking of French, she intensified her tone and seemed very dissatisfied with Furong's identity.

Ron walked inside with his trembling Aunt Muriel, not showing up for a long time.

Fred and George never showed up again, and they and the French girls didn't know where they were. Only Ivan and Harry, who pretended to be Weasley's family, insisted on welcoming them, and they took a few more strange waves of guests to their seats, until finally the big tent was almost full and they finally stopped queuing outside.