Luna's Ancient Magic Power

"Advisor?" Newt looked at Dumbledore, feeling he should refuse the request.

But when I think of the vast grasslands and those vibrant, Magical creature, I just can't bring myself to refuse...

Just as Newt was struggling with his decision, Xenophilius and Luna walked over.

Xenophilius said, "Headmaster Dumbledore, Mr. Scamander, Luna may have caught a cold, so we'll head back to the hotel to rest."

Dumbledore looked into the distance, where he could vaguely see a few silver hues through the thick clouds.

The nights in Sweden are so short; in about an hour, daylight will return.

He smiled and waved, saying, "Of course, it's getting late, go back and get some rest!"

After saying goodbye to Dumbledore, Wizet and his companions walked along the cobblestone path, accompanied by many other wizards.

They all looked unwell, pale and trembling, clearly from extreme shock.

Upon seeing Wizet and her companions, the wizards rushed forward, took Wizet's hands, and repeatedly expressed their gratitude.

Some of the more emotional wizards even had tears streaming down their faces, as if releasing the fear that had been building up.

Although they had been turned into reindeer, they could still see and naturally understood what Wizet and the others had done.

In any case, without the help of Wizet and the others, no one knows how things would have turned out.

Wizet felt somewhat embarrassed as her hand was grabbed and shaken up and down.

Xenophilius also realized this and took the initiative to stand in front of Wizet and Luna, dealing with their barrage of thanks.

"We're here for tourism..."

"Want to contact us? Here's my business card..."

"Yes... I am the editor-in-chief of ' The Quibbler '..."

"His name is Wizet, we are family..."

"Uh, his appearance? His background is rather complicated and bizarre..."

"Yes, that's true. They've suffered hardships, which is why they're willing to help others..."

As the editor-in-chief of the Quibbler, Xenophilius was able to handle such situations.

"You caught a cold?" Wizet breathed a sigh of relief and asked the question that had been bothering him since earlier, "Is it because you weren't protected by Frigga when you were in the sky?"

"Of course not." Luna smiled as she saw the anxious look in Wizet's eyes. "It's the first time I've been in the air like that... I've never experienced anything like it before."

"Yeah, this is my first time experiencing this too." Wizet sigh of relief.

He then recalled their experience in the air, "You've mastered that magic now?"

"Got it!" Luna suddenly picked up her wand and whispered the spell into the distance, "La Wei A Sa!"

A wizard who was about to fall was suddenly caught by a force, preventing him from hitting a protruding pebble on the ground.

"You really mastered it!" Wizet smiled, but there was also a hint of confusion. "Did anything happen while you were up there?"

"I saw something glowing fly towards me," Luna recalled. "Frigga told me it was harmless, so I..."

Her wrist, as smooth and fair as jade, made the Mistletoe Bracelet on it even more exquisite.

Inside one of the flower stamens on the bracelet, you can see a silver-blue crystal that looks like an ice crystal.

Wizet immediately used her Magic Eye, and a Silver-Blue Light slowly spread outward from the silver-blue ice crystal.

It is proof of Ancient Magic Power.

Luna smiled radiantly, "Remember? I told you back then that you could teach me other things in the future..."

After watching Wizet and the others leave, Dumbledore lowered his voice and asked, "Newt, it seems you're intentionally hiding something from Wizet?"

Newt countered, "Do you remember what you asked your Patronus to tell me before?"

Through his Half-moon Spectacles, Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "You mean... that Obscurus... is Wizet?"

Newt took the glass ball out of his pocket; it was now empty. "The Black Mist that remained inside was actually the Obscurus."

"I searched the entire box before I finally managed to collect just this one wisp. When they came down just now, the Black Mist inside couldn't wait to return."

"This shouldn't be normal," Dumbledore judged from Newt's tone. "Otherwise, it should have returned when you first arrived."

"That's right!" Newt nodded. "I can feel a joy in it, a most instinctive and pure joy. Something must have happened at the top of the World Tree."

"I see?" Dumbledore stroked his beard. "I understand now."

Newt asked, "Are you going to go ask?"

"Let nature take its course?"

"You are... Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"Is there a problem? Since it's already back, let it be!"

"I feel like I was born in the wrong era..." Newt said sarcastically, "If I were you now, maybe I wouldn't have had such a... legendary experience."

"He may have a lot to shoulder in the future..." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes. "Weren't you going on a trip to Africa? How about it? Interested?"

"You really want to go there?" Newt scrutinized Dumbledore. "Is it for the Animagus? Or for the murals... or something else?"

"Isn't it natural to appreciate the scenery and broaden one's horizons while traveling?" Dumbledore countered. "These are merely incidental! Are you going?"

Newt was a little conflicted. "But the Magical creature in Africa are all quite lively, Tina probably doesn't want me to take any risks... after all, she's getting on in years."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, his expression cunning like a fox. "What if I were to provide protection throughout? I would need an experienced guide."

"You'll be my bodyguard the whole time?" Newt stroked his chin. "Can I see any Magical creature I want? Whether it's Erumpent, Runespoor, or Nundu?"

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Of course! I'm just a traveler, and I'll follow the guide's instructions in everything except for the murals."

Newt continued, "You're not planning to find a new professor?"

"Like I said before, I can consult with you!" Dumbledore smiled slightly. "Would you like to consider it?"

"Alright! For the sake of Magical creature!" Newt sighed, sounding somewhat like he was willing to "go to the rescue."

Twisting vortexes kept appearing around, from which Swedish Ministry of Magic employees emerged one after another.

A yawn came from behind Dumbledore, Bjorn of the Department of Mysteries also woke up.

"Newt, it seems we need to clean up things up here before we go to Africa ..."