Crying Luna

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"Mr. Lovegood, may I have Dobby live at your house?" Ethan asked Xenophilius Lovegood.

It was too much trouble for Dobby to return to his home in Luna at Hogwarts every day, and the house elves at Hogwarts had never been able to tolerate him.

"Of course, no problem; Luna can finally have a playmate." Mr. Lovegood said happily.

After that, he turned to Dobby and said, "Mr. Dobby, you are welcome to stay at my house."

Dobby looked at Mr. Lovegood in disbelief, "Mr. Lovegood and Miss Luna are good people!" Dobby cried out in tears.

Then, Dobby suddenly became energetic. "Dobby can do a lot of housework! Leave the housework to Dobby! Dobby can do anything!" Dobby is eager to prove his worth.

"Dobby, you don't have to do anything; you just need to work with Luna," said Mr. Lovegood kindly.

Dobby was used to following orders from others, and after hearing Mr. Lovegood's words, he immediately went to work according to them.

Mr. Lovegood and Ethan got hungry after watching Luna and Dobby make Gwent cards for a while.

"I'm going to prepare some food for you," said Mr. Lovegood. "The light water ball fish soup here is very delicious. I'll catch a few and make soup for everyone."

After speaking, Mr. Lovegood entered a small room, and the sound of jingle bells came immediately from the room.

After a while, Mr. Lovegood emerged from the small room dressed as a fisherman. He dragged a large fishing net into the water and was excited to fish.

"You can drink Lovegood's secret ball fish soup in a while!" he said excitedly.

"Luna's mother used to use them one by one."

Speaking of Luna's mother, Mr. Lovegood seemed to be strangled suddenly, and what he was about to say came to an abrupt end.

"I'll go fishing first--" Mr. Lovegood seemed suddenly dull.

"Let Dobby help! Let Dobby help!" He jumped up and down excitedly when he heard that there was work to do.

Mr. Lovegood couldn't stand Dobby's commotion, so he agreed to Dobby's request and went out with Dobby.

Ethan glanced at Luna carefully, worried that Mr. Lovegood's words evoked Luna's sad memory, but Luna was still drawing the Quint card seriously as if she hadn't heard what she had just said.

To prevent Luna's work from being disturbed, Ethan observed around Luna's house. For a time, there was only the clack and rattling of the printing press.

Ethan went to the window at the far end of the room, and he saw a stream, like a shimmering string, lying on the far bottom of the mountain, high here. A bird flew past the window.

He saw Mr. Lovegood standing in the creek, struggling to throw the net into the creek, and Dobby was pulling the net for him.

Ethan turned away from the window and looked at another strange object: a stone statue standing on a mess of curved cabinets.

It was a beautiful but stern-faced witch. Ethan felt this stone statue was similar to Luna's, but Luna's face would never show a severe expression.

The headdress she was wearing was utterly bizarre. It featured a pair of curved golden earpieces protruding from each side.

A pair of gleaming blue wings was attached to the hoop belt above the head, and a small orange radish was attached to the other hoop on the forehead.

Ethan observed the statue, and suddenly, Luna's voice sounded behind him. I don't know when Luna was already standing behind Ethan.

"It's my dad's invention," Luna said in a singing voice.

Luna pointed to the earpiece-like thing. "It's a harassing horsefly siphon—it shuts out any surrounding area that interferes with the thinker."

Luna pointed to the little wing and said, "It's an aura thruster, which can lead to an advanced state of mind."

Finally, she pointed to the orange radish, "It's the airship Lee, which can improve the ability to accept abnormal things."

Ethan didn't know what to say. He thought these three inventions could have been more helpful.

"Who is this, Luna?" Ethan changed the subject and asked, pointing at the statue.

"Dad said this is Rowena Ravenclaw," Luna said in a low voice.

"Dad admires her very much. He always said that extraordinary ingenuity is the greatest wealth of humanity. Dad also specially built a stone statue for Rowena Ravenclaw."

"However, no matter how I look at it, I feel this stone statue looks like a mother." Luna's voice was a little crying.

Ethan hurriedly turned around and was surprised to find that Luna was crying. Her eyes were red, and big tears flowed and slid across her cheeks.

"I-I miss her all the time," Luna said, sobbing.

Ethan was a little surprised. In his impression, Luna had always been erratic, as if she kept this indifferent attitude towards everything. This was the first time Ethan saw Luna cry so sadly.

Ethan was a little overwhelmed. He was bad at comforting people. He carefully took two steps to Luna's side, trying to comfort Luna with words in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Luna hugged Ethan, buried her head in Ethan's chest, and started crying.

Ethan stood stiff as a piece of wood. If he were asked to fight now, he would dare to dash forward with his sword in hand, but to comfort the crying little witch, he didn't know what to do.

He quickly felt Luna's tears soaking his chest, and he searched hard for other people's experiences in this situation.

Then Ethan raised his hand and carefully touched Luna's tiny head with pale blond hair.

Now that's it. Luna's arms around Ethan's chest tightened, and even the crying became louder.

'I don't know Luna was this strong.'

Ethan felt a little suffocated, but Ethan clearly remembered that when he was fighting a brown bear before, he didn't feel that way when a brown bear tightly bound him.

Suddenly, Ethan thought of Luna leaning on his arm by the Black Lake that day.

Thinking of this, Ethan hugged Luna gently. She could understand Luna's mood. It wasn't that she couldn't feel sadness. Her mother died unexpectedly in front of her eyes, and she was sadder than anyone else.

But this sensible girl hid her grief and instead comforted her heartbroken father. She was good at listening to the inner voice of others. She knew better than anyone how painful grief was, so she tried her best to comfort others: her father, Ginny, and Ethan.

But the sadness that belonged to her was always buried in her heart, and she finally vented it out today.

After a while, Luna's crying gradually stopped, and she finally lifted her little face from Ethan's chest.

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and two snots were hanging from her tiny nose.

Luna sucked the snot back hard, her mood calmed down, and now she was a little embarrassed to see a big wet lump on Ethan's chest.