Xenophilius Lovegood walked along the road home, carefully cradling a clay flowerpot in his hands.
To him, that flowerpot was like some rare treasure;
even if the soil inside might stain his robes, even if the pot had already been protected by magic, he still held it close to his chest to reduce the risk of it falling to the ground.
The soil in the pot was still faintly damp, giving off a fresh, earthy scent. A shrub seedling stood in it, its tender green leaves curled up, filled with a faint but vivid vitality.
"Ahem!" Like a stage actor, he rehearsed what he was about to say. "Penny! Luna! Come here, quickly! Look what I've got in my hands!"
"Oh! Penny really is the cleverest person in the world. I can't hide anything from you... Luna, see how amazing your mother is? That's right! This is a Dirigible Plum. I brought it back!"
"Of course today isn't our wedding anniversary. How could I possibly get our wedding anniversary wrong? Besides... can a gift given on a wedding anniversary even be called a surprise?"
"A gift that comes unexpectedly like this is what you call a surprise! But just you wait, Penny! I've actually prepared something for that day too!"
His voice was full of happiness, and even the shrub seedling in his arms trembled cheerfully along with his steps, its tender leaves quivering.
The outline of Carriage Castle appeared before Xenophilius Lovegood. One moon hung high in the sky, and another full moon floated above the castle.
It was an accidental product of Pandora's magical experiments. The dimmer the night sky was, the more distinct this magical full moon became.
Just like tonight—the starry sky could hardly be called brilliant, so the halo of the magical full moon