Kreacher received Luna's reply and left in satisfaction.
Listening to the crack as Kreacher departed, Sirius Black felt his thoughts grow somewhat tangled.
He shook his head, finally shaking off the panic from earlier.
It was then that he realized something...
Why was Luna taking this attitude?
In fact, not just Sirius Black—everyone in the room, aside from Xenophilius and Kreacher, had the same doubts at that moment.
After all, they were all members of M. Having spent so much time together and held so many meetings in this room, they understood certain aspects of Luna better than Xenophilius did.
In Xenophilius's eyes, Luna was like the nickname he always used for her: a flawless treasure.
Yet what kind of brilliance that treasure could shine with was something Xenophilius, the father who cherished her most, might not necessarily see clearly.
Especially when it came to Vizet's relationship with Luna. Xenophilius, who could only see them during holidays each year, probably had only a vague impression and could not truly grasp more than that.
Xenophilius's current reaction also served as indirect proof of this.
Hearing what Luna said to Kreacher, he let out a long breath. "My precious, it's wonderful that you can think that way!"
Luna did not explain further, simply giving Xenophilius a hug. "Father, I know you're very worried about me, but I'm really fine!"
Aberforth Dumbledore entered the room at that moment. He carried a tray as well, with a full tea set arranged on it, steam still rising from the spout of the Teapot.
As Aberforth Dumbledore made tea, Sirius and Lupin exchanged a look.
Before coming to the room, they had spoken with Aberforth Dumbledore.
At the time, they could clearly sense that Aberforth Dumbledore was in low spirits. Vizet's news had evidently affected his