Because I Trust Your Judgment, and I've Never Had Any Doubts

Answering questions about the Animagus Second Form potion... seeing Peter Pettigrew, who had already lost his soul... Cornelius Fudge fleeing Hogwarts in disgrace...

A great many things had happened last night, and perhaps they would affect quite a few people's sleep.

But for Vizet, they had not had much of an effect. The next day, he still woke naturally at about the usual time.

He was a little worried Luna had not slept well. To make sure the two statements could be sent out, he had asked Luna to help draw two pictures, so Luna had gone to sleep a little later than usual.

But when he arrived at the Common Room, he found Luna had just walked over to a desk, with not the slightest trace of sleepiness between her brows.

Seeing Luna as bright and lively as ever, Vizet relaxed too. After a quick wash, they headed to the Greenhouse together.

Once they had finished the work in the Greenhouse, they walked toward the lake at Hogwarts in the morning sunlight.

A light breeze swept over the surface of the lake, stirring up ripples, and the water shimmered with sparkling waves beneath the sun.

"Vizet..." Luna said suddenly as she gazed at the lake. "Did Father ever say anything to you? About the Minister of Magic..."

Vizet was somewhat surprised by Luna's words, because Luna rarely asked this sort of question.

He thought back very carefully and earnestly, then gently shook his head and said, "The time I've spent alone with Mr. Lovegood..."

"Actually wasn't very long... As for Minister Fudge, most of what I know about him came from you... He usually talks to me about you."

"Mm..." Luna nodded lightly. "Then do you find it strange? I clearly haven't had much contact with that minister, yet