Home Life Magic

The Swedish Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.

The Silent One calmly reported, "At 10:30 or 10:40 this morning, the Department of Mysteries was attacked. None of the Silent Ones were injured, but it is suspected that Obscurus broke into the Ministry of Magic."

The Swedish Minister of Magic looked around at the mess and asked, "During the attack on the Department of Mysteries, was anything stolen?"

"The Gungnir and the Eye of Odin".

"What... is their purpose?"

"According to the regulations of the Department of Mysteries, you must sign Magical Secrecy Contract before I can explain the effects of the two magical items to you in detail."

"I'll consider it. Are there any more details? I need them to get the Auror moving."

"Obscurus's goal is very clear, and he seems to be guided by something, so we cannot rule out the possibility that he has mastered Ancient Magic Power."

Upon hearing the Silent One utter that word, the Swedish Minister of Magic frowned. "Ancient Magic Power? What is that? A... very ancient kind of magic?"

"I need to establish Magical Secrecy Contract before I can disclose the details."

"Loki's Tongue! Can't he reveal even a little useful information? Information that doesn't involve the Department of Mysteries!"

"I suggest contacting the Ministry of Magic's Mysteries Department and mentioning 'the resurgence of Ancient Magic Power.' They will take action."

"So... this involves other countries? A diplomatic crisis? Was it orchestrated by people in England?"

The Silent One shrugged. "Without Magical Secrecy Contract, I can only say... perhaps that 'greatest wizard of our time' knows more."

Watching the Silencer's departing figure, the Swedish Minister of Magic spat, "The Silencer? The Riddler!"

Fortunately, Wizet and her roommates finished their homework on the train, so now she can fully enjoy her vacation.

The following week, Snape sent him a reply with only a few simple words: Whatever, don't embarrass yourself, or don't use it.

In addition, he also included a Potions recipe with the letter, which happened to be the recipe for the Invigoration Draught.

The writing on it was the same as the message, so it must have been written by Snape himself.

The recipe also includes instructions on how to process the corresponding materials, as well as how to identify which Invigoration Draught qualify as excellent finished Potions.

Even if Wizet obtains Snape's Potions recipe, she will never be able to brew Invigoration Draught, and she will never add Snape's name to it.

After obtaining his Wizarding Passport, Xenophilius began to arrange his itinerary.

Since wizards have special passports, they naturally also have their own travel agencies.

For example, in Diagon Alley, there is a wizard travel agency called "Terror Tour".

This travel agency, located at Diagon Alley, primarily offers adventure tours, including thrilling and exciting vacation packages with attractions such as the Bermuda Triangle.

The travel contracts for these "horror tours" are also practically worthless; they assume no responsibility for any injuries or deaths that may occur during the trip.

Signing this travel contract is tantamount to signing a death warrant.

Xenophilius Luna and would certainly not choose the "horror journey".

To this end, he even reluctantly bought the latest issues of the Daily Prophet in search of a reliable wizarding hotel.

The reason for using the word "painful" is because Xenophilius looked down on the Daily Prophet.

He believed that the newspaper was Cornelius Fudge's mouthpiece, only speaking well of Cornelius Fudge and not reporting any truth related to him.

Therefore, buying several issues of The Daily Prophet was tantamount to indirectly funding Cornelius Fudge.

Over the course of a few days, Xenophilius either planning routes at home or discussing travel expenses at the Wizard's Inn, and he even took the Muggle bus there.

He also witnessed the prosperity of the Muggle World and would occasionally praise the wonders of the Muggle.

While Xenophilius was busy choosing a hotel, Wizet took the initiative to take care of Luna.

He even made a special trip to Flourish and Blotts and noted down many books related to the Home Life Magic.

He memorized magic books such as "Practical Home Magic," "Conjure a Feast!!" and "Enchant Your Cheese."

Aside from continuing to practice Occlumency and deepening his research on Ancient Magic: Instant Shield, he devoted most of his time to Home Life Magic.

After several days of learning, he has gained a deeper understanding of the Home Life Magic.

Especially in the realm of cooking magic, fixed spells are rarely used; it is even somewhat similar to Transfiguration, placing greater emphasis on the wizard's autonomy.

Learning these kinds of Home Life Magic gave Wizet a feeling of returning to a distant past.

It's as if you're witnessing a wizard with a talent for spellcasting gradually master and use magic to cook up a sumptuous meal.

These books on Home Life Magic rarely contain any spells; they generally use simple words such as "rise," "fall," "rub," and "cut."

It describes more of a feeling, what kind of feeling it can drive ingredients to do, which is very interesting to learn.

Once you get the hang of it, you won't even need these simple commands; you can simply let the ingredients and utensils start cooking, which is very pleasant and magical.

This is why a large number of wizards are extremely unskilled in Home Life Magic and can only complete the cooking process by manually operating kitchen utensils.

Like Xenophilius, who only possessed the Home Life Magic, he was always cooking various stews at home.

Fortunately, Wizet had a similar learning experience at the Hog's Head, so it wasn't difficult for her to master Home Life Magic.

Just as Wizet put down "Conjure a Feast!!" and was about to call Luna home, the door was pushed open.

Luna held an umbrella and a net bag in one hand and a small bucket in the other.

The clear water in the bucket rippled and wet her trouser legs.

The midday sun shone on her back, casting a golden halo around her, especially her small, delicate ears, which appeared somewhat translucent in the sunlight, like the wings of an elf.

"Next time you want to go fishing, you can call me." Wizet quickly took the bucket and waved his wand, "Dust and Grime Begone!"

Water stains and dust clumped together and were thrown into the garden by Wizet to irrigate the plants.

The Christmas Cactus in the garden, nourished, happily swayed its vines, and its flowers trembled as well.

Luna's eyes were bright, and she tilted her head slightly as she said, "I want to eat fish. Could you make something... different?"

"Rainbow Ball Fish ..." Wizet glanced at the small bucket, smiled and nodded, "If you don't want stew, I'll make fried fish! I just learned how to make it today."

"Up! Smash!" Wizet waved his wand, and the Rainbow Ball Fish flew out of the water, struggling before crashing heavily into the sink.

Luna hummed a little tune as she carried her bucket up the stairs...