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As he spoke, he gave Levin a generous hug.
Feeling the light and soft body in his arms, Levin felt a wave of frustration.
He spent his days hunting geese, yet here he was pecked in the eye by a goose, and by some twist of fate, he was deceived by a girl a year younger than himself.
However, the fact that she could sense his intention to nurture her was enough to demonstrate Luna's psychic talent.
So, what's your decision?
After releasing the girl, Levin asked.
"Hey, you're deciding now?" Luna tilted her head. "Okay, I say yes, boyfriend."
That's not what I'm asking!
Levin instinctively covered his head; this girl's ideas were just too unconventional!
"I wanted to ask, would you like to learn from me how to become a spiritualist?"
"So, Levin isn't your boyfriend anymore?" Luna's disappointment was palpable. "But becoming a mind sorceress isn't so bad."
Seeing the girl's sorrowful eyes, Levin couldn't help but twitch...
Actually, now that things had come to this point, he was somewhat reluctant to refuse.
It wasn't that he had any strange fetishes; he just couldn't bear to hurt the girl.
"Actually... you can choose both a boyfriend and a mind control master." After some hesitation, he cunningly threw the question back at the other person.
In this way, if problems arise, the responsibility will not fall on you.
But Luna only glanced at Levin and had her answer: "Okay, boyfriend, teach me to be a mind sorceress."
To hear a girl's singing voice say such a thing directly...
Levin felt as if he had been hit in the heart by a straight ball.
He discovered that, as a free spirit (he called himself), he had met his nemesis, Earth.
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Chapter 219 Luna's Room
For the rest of the time, until they left the beach, Luna didn't say much.
Most of the time, she simply stared at Levin quietly, as if there was something very attractive about him.
Then I listened to Levin explain various things about mind warlocks.
It must be said that Luna has an amazing aptitude for this.
By the time they left the beach, she was already able to condense psionic energy and slightly influence physical matter.
For example, creating a gentle breeze or a little light.
On the way back to Lovegood House, Levin didn't mention the mind warlock again, but instead chatted casually with Luna.
During this process, he could feel a spiritual connection.
When speaking to Luna, no additional explanation is needed; she understands his feelings perfectly.
This is the effect of psychic abilities.
In the past, Levin used it on other people.
Now it was his turn to experience what it was like to be around a mind sorcerer.
It has to be said that this feeling is quite strange; it is indeed very easy to develop a liking for the other person.
At least for now, the distance between the two of them is getting closer and closer.
The two returned to Luna's house in less than ten minutes.
When they entered the warm indoor space, they could hardly believe their eyes.
This place is different now than it was when they left.
The furniture, which was originally covered in dust, was wiped until it shone brightly.
The vase was filled with fresh flowers.
Most of the rooms have been cleaned and tidied to look brand new.
Even the huge wooden clock in the hall has been cleaned.
In the center of the room, there was a cast-iron spiral staircase leading upstairs, its steps and railings polished to a gleaming shine.
“Dad isn’t here,” Luna concluded after a moment with her eyes closed.
She has become quite proficient in using the psionic techniques that Levin taught her.
Soon they heard a series of crackling sounds coming from the direction of the kitchen.
Luna led Caiwen to the sound.
This might be the strangest kitchen Levin has ever seen.
The room was perfectly round, making it feel like being inside a giant pepper shaker.
Everything was made in an arc shape to fit the walls: including the stove, sink, and cupboard, and all were painted with flowers, insects, and birds in bright primary colors.
Mr. Lovegood stood in front of the stove, waving his wand.
His fervent expression made it seem as if he were conducting a stirring symphony rather than creating delicious food.
"Ah, you're back! It's getting late, but thankfully I prepared plenty of ingredients."
Mr. Lovegood, his body jingling, said cheerfully in a loud voice.
"You can go upstairs first, it will be ready here soon."
So, under Mr. Xenophilius's arrangement, Luna took Levin to the second floor.
The room here seems to serve as both a living room and a workspace.
Clearly, since the second floor was not part of the banquet area, it hadn't been properly cleaned and was completely different from the first floor.
In fact, in Levin's eyes, this place was only slightly neater than the unforgettable maze in the Room of Requirement, which was filled with things that Hogwarts had hidden away for centuries—the Lovegood second floor was just smaller.
The house was perfectly round. Every surface was covered with piles of books and papers. Exquisite models of magical creatures hung from the ceiling, flapping their wings or moving their mouths, but Levin didn't recognize a single one; they were clearly Mr. Lovegood's fantasies.
There was also an old-fashioned printing press with many magically rotating gears, half-covered by a cloth, with several unbound, freshly printed copies of "The Quibbler" scattered on the ground.
It seems that many of the articles in "Singing a Different Tune" were written here.
Levin also saw a huge gray spiral horn on the wall, somewhat similar to that of a unicorn, extending several feet into the room.
“This is the horn of the Curved-Horned Snoring Beast,” Luna introduced with some pride.
But Levin recognized it as a venomous horn.
This item is classified as a Class B trade item by the Ministry of Magic.
This means that there is a slight risk in keeping it at home—it could easily explode if it comes into contact with anything.
Levin wisely refrained from arguing with the little girl about what kind of animal the horn was, instead reminding her that the horn of the Curved-Horned Snork might explode.
Then Luna accepted the idea with a look of surprise and delight.
Next, his gaze fell on another familiar-looking bust.
The statue stood on a messy, curved cabinet. It was a beautiful but stern-faced witch. Her headdress was bizarre, with a pair of curved, golden hearing aid-like objects extending from either side. A pair of shimmering blue wings were stuck in the leather straps on her head, and a small orange-red radish was stuck in another band on her forehead.
Isn't this the Ravenclaw statue I saw in the Ravenclaw common room?
I never expected to run into you here, Rowena.
However, Levin did not awaken the sleeping soul of Rowena within the crown, but instead listened quietly to Luna's introduction:
“This is a siphon for interference,” Luna said, pointing to the hearing aid-like device, “which can eliminate all interference from the area around the thinker…this one.”
“It’s a spiritual propulsion device,” she pointed to the small wings, “that can introduce higher states of mind.”
“Finally,” she pointed to the small orange radish, “this is Ming, and Levin can tell it’s a tiara designed to resemble Ravenclaw’s crown.”
But what would they think if they knew the real crown was in their own hands?
After walking around for a while, the two returned to the stairwell.
Levin glanced absentmindedly upstairs, then was suddenly drawn to the viewer's face looking at him from the ceiling above.
After a brief moment of confusion, he realized that it was not a mirror, but a painting.
Out of curiosity, he climbed the stairs.
"Levin, it seems like we have guests. Let's go downstairs." Seeing this, Luna panicked and tried to distract Levin.
But Levin was already upstairs.
This was Luna's own room, and Levin saw two beautifully painted faces on the ceiling of her bedroom: one was Ginny, and the other was himself.
Compared to Ginny's portrait, Levin's own portrait appears larger and is drawn more meticulously. Although it doesn't move like the portraits in Hogwarts, it still possesses a certain magic: for example, it can breathe.
The portraits are connected by delicate gold chains.
But at first glance, Levin realized that the chains were actually all the same word, written thousands of times in gold ink:
2.9 Friends…friends…friends…
A wave of pity for Luna welled up in Levin's heart.
He turned around and hugged the somewhat bewildered little girl.
Looking around, there was a large photograph beside Luna's bed, showing young Luna embracing a woman who looked very much like her. Luna was dressed more beautifully than Harry had ever seen her before.
It seems this is her deceased mother.
The photo frame looked clean, without a speck of dust, clearly indicating that it was cleaned regularly.
Looking around Luna's room, Levin could sense the deep loneliness in the girl's heart.
"Don't worry, I'll always be with you."
He patted the girl on the back and solemnly comforted her.