Wizet and Luna explained what had happened. Xenophilius Lovegood sat in his chair, maintaining that somewhat peculiar expression the entire time.
"Mr. Lovegood..." Wizet said. "That's more or less what happened."
"What am I supposed to say?" Xenophilius's mouth twitched, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words. "Mr. Bonham... is he really someone who keeps his word?"
"Or should I say... he's truly considerate... He specifically called a board meeting and got you the title of honorary consultant so you wouldn't be bored staying here?"
Wizet and Luna exchanged glances. Though neither spoke, the corners of their mouths lifted in mutual understanding.
"Forget it, forget it!" Xenophilius scratched his head, scattering his formerly neat hair. "It's time for dinner. We should go get something to eat..."
"Consider it a celebration for you too..." He rose to his feet, took out his wand, and cast a Mending Charm on his hair. "Let's go to that Italian restaurant we've been visiting these past few days!"
The tearoom on the sixth floor of St. Mungo's also served proper meals. While Wizet had still been unconscious, Luna usually ate lunch there;
after Xenophilius got off work, he would take Luna out for dinner, then return to the publishing house to work overtime, coming back around nine to take Luna home with him.
After Xenophilius returned to the publishing house to work overtime, Wizet and Luna went back to the ward and began sorting through the various parcels piled around them.
After a great deal of fuss, Wizet and Luna finally finished sorting everything into categories.
Looking at the neatly arranged items, Luna said to Wizet with a smile, "It feels like we could open a general store."
"Yes!" Wizet agreed. "We could set it up on the sixth floor.