Unlike the jumpy, startled atmosphere among the older people, the courtyard that belonged to the young was far from the performance stage, close to the waters of the Black Lake.
Only the thousand-year-old young ghost, Helena, stood in the center. With her fingers, she controlled the projected illusion of a crown design hovering in the air, showing and explaining her design to the young wizards—mostly witches—sitting around on blankets spread over the grass.
Luna wore that bright, gleaming yellow dress and sat cross-legged at her daughter's feet, helping her demonstrate the spellwork. She used divine power to illuminate the design drawing suspended in midair.
It was a slender Mithril Headband. Compared with the crowns Muggles made, set with all kinds of gems and designed in elaborate complexity, or Luna's own Diadem, it looked rather simple—though not by wizarding standards. Besides, Helena had also fully taken into account that this crown, which was more like a Headband, would be used by her father.
The other witches—whether Daisy, the eldest of the House of Harris sisters, Emily, Hermione, and Penelope, or Fleur, who was no longer serving as host and had relaxed, along with her veela cousin, plus others like the doctor and the rest—made even the blooming flowers in the courtyard pale in comparison. Today, this group of witches had happened upon a topic they were all interested in, and they chattered away, helping the Female Ghost with suggestions for the Diadem design, asking her to add or remove things from it.
Once it was more or less finalized, the witches began clamoring to make it on the spot. That immediately perked Emily up. This was a perfect chance to take a stroll through the treasure vault. She sprang to her feet and said, "I'll go fetch some materials. Besides Mithril,