Good Thing Dobby Showed Up in Time!

Hearing those words, Frigga the Eight-Legged Steed lifted her head, struck a proud pose, and gave a soft whinny of satisfaction.

Luna could not help laughing. She laughed so brightly, so adorably, her whole body trembling...

Just as Vizet began to worry that Luna might fall because of it, Luna really did lose her balance for a moment and toppled toward him.

Vizet started adjusting his position, but before he could get himself properly set, Luna had already fallen into his arms, and the air around him filled with a pleasant scent of plants and trees.

Pressed against Vizet's chest, Luna breathed in and out, her nose full of the lovely scent of lavender.

Vizet's body went stiff. He did not feel any impact, as if all that had entered his arms was a piece of soft cotton, along with an incomparably chaotic rumbling that came from who knew where.

For a moment, he could not tell where exactly that rumbling was coming from.

Could it be that seedling trying desperately to move?

Very likely!

Listening to the rumbling that seemed to be everywhere, he felt his own movements grow disordered as well. His limbs would not quite obey him, and he did not know what he was supposed to do.

Perhaps at some point, unable to keep his balance, he too would topple to the ground.

Vizet thought this as if possessed...

But falling to the ground like this might not be so bad... at least Luna would still have him as a backrest...

"I got back just in time... and you've just finished preparing lunch too." Xenophilius Lovegood's voice sounded inside the Carriage Castle. "Darling... father's home!"

"Mr. Lovegood, you're back!" Dobby's shrill voice rang out. "Luna should still be in the garden. Dobby will go call