Ivan, Harry, and Ron led Mr. Lovegood towards the big tent, while listening to him express his understanding of the readers' preferences. The popularity of the Civic Magazine is as inexplicable as it is strange that people should think that there is no such thing as a Bubble Slug.
At this time, Luna ran over from the garden.
She was still in a trance, with some dirt and weeds on the front of her robe.
It looks like she just had a fight with the goblins in the garden.
"Ivan, Harry, Ron, hello!" She said, coming in front of the three of them, "It seems that you and my dad know each other!"
"Ah, uh, my name is Barney, and he's Bahmer." Harry said in a panic, surprised why Luna recognized him and Ivan.
"Oh, you even changed your name?" Luna asked happily.
"Well, how do you know?"
"It can be seen from your expressions." She said, and then sniffed her nose vigorously beside Ivan, "Of course, there is also a smell."
Is this guy a feline
It is actually possible to judge a person by smell, and Ivan can be sure that there is no strange smell on him.
However, Luna's feelings have always been very sensitive, and she can always find things that other people can't notice, and everyone is no stranger to it.
Luna today is like her father, wearing a bright yellow robe and a big sunflower in her hair. Once you get used to these bright colors, you will find that the overall effect is actually pleasing to the eye, at least she no longer has radishes hanging from her ears.
But because the color of the robe is too bright, it is easy to see the traces of large pieces of dirt on it.
"What were you doing in the garden just now?" Ivan asked.
"I tried to catch a goblin, but I didn't succeed, and I was bitten." Luna said as if she suddenly remembered something important, and hurriedly turned around and raised a hand to Mr. Lovegood. One finger said, "Daddy, look at a goblin biting me!"
"Great! The goblin's saliva is very useful!" Mr. Lovegood said, grabbing Luna's outstretched finger, and carefully looked at the bleeding spot, "Luna, my dear, if you think you have any talent today It may be a sudden impulse to sing an opera, to recite in the language of a mermaid, no matter what it is, don't suppress it! It may be the talent bestowed on you by the engineer!"
"I knew it, I have special feelings!"
At this time, Ron finally couldn't help snorting, which was heard by Luna.
"Just laugh at it!" Luna said calmly, "but my father has done a lot of research on sapper fine magic."
"That's really amazing. We've known for a long time that your father is very talented in this area. Come on, your seats are here." Ivan said, he glanced at Ron, and hurriedly led Mr. Lovegood and Luna walked to their seats.
After so many years, no one is stupid enough to question Luna and her father's peculiar point of view, everyone has long been used to it!
It's just embarrassing for Luna and Ron to keep having discussions about his father's sapper magic
But having said that, the wound on Luna's hand is quite worrying, and the goblin's saliva has a certain corrosive effect.
"Don't you really need to put something on that wound?" Ivan asked, "Or let me cast a healing spell for you?"
"Oh, it's okay, you don't need to be so troublesome." Luna said, she sucked her fingers like a dream, and looked up and down Ivan, "You look so energetic, I told Dad that most people probably wear dress robes, But he believed in wearing sun-colored dresses to weddings, for the sake of looking good, you know."
"It's a bit different, but at least it looks beautiful!"
"Thank you, I knew you would appreciate it, Alvin." Luna said happily, "I like you a little like my dad now."
She uttered an inexplicable remark, and followed Mr. Lovegood blithely away.
What is "I like you a little like my dad now", does Lovegood like Ivan very much
Ivan stood there for a while. When he went back, he saw an old witch standing opposite Harry and Ron. She was holding Ron's arm tightly. The old witch looked a little scary, with a hooked nose, red eyes, and a pink feather hat, like a bad-tempered flamingo.
"Your hair is too long, Ron. I thought you were Ginny just now." The witch muttered, "Who is standing next to you? You don't need to introduce me. I can tell by your hair. Weasleys, you bred like goblins. Speaking of which, I heard my God, what is that Xenophilius Lovegood wearing? He looks like a fried Quiche. Okay, who is this?"
"Aunt Muriel, this is Barmer, this is Barney, they are both our cousins."
"Another Weasley?! I want to take back what I said just now. You reproduce much faster than goblins. How many children does the Weasley family want to have? One after another, do you want to use this to occupy magic What?! I'm not interested in another Weasley, isn't Evan Mason and Harry Potter here? The papers have been talking about these two kids for the last few years and I thought I'd see them Ron, I seem to remember them as your friends, so maybe that's just your bragging?"
"No, they can't come!"
"Just making excuses, huh? Those two boys are pretty smart, not as brainless as in the newspaper photos. It's right not to come, they need to hide now, but I'm not afraid of any Dark Lord, I live too It's been a long time, and I've seen all kinds of dark wizards. When Grindelwald was in the limelight, I was never afraid, and no one was afraid!" She shouted, "Okay, okay, find me a good seat , Ron, I'm one hundred and seven years old, it's better not to stand for too long. You may not know, I have been in the house just now teaching the bride how to wear my tiara to look the best, it's made by fairies, you know Well, it's a precious thing, and it's been in our family for centuries. She's a pretty girl, prettier than any bride I've ever seen, but she's French after all."
When talking about the French, she emphasized her tone, as if she was dissatisfied with Fleur's identity.
Ron helped the trembling Aunt Muriel and walked inside, and he didn't show up for a long time.
Fred and George didn't show up again either, and they and the two French girls went somewhere. Only Ivan and Harry, who pretended to be the Weasley family, stuck to their welcoming positions, and they led several waves of strange guests to the seats, until finally, the big tent was almost full, and the line outside finally stopped.