Wizet murmured the little poem over and over. For him now, even without opening the card, that experience could still rise vividly before his eyes.
"Thunder is the sky's sigh. It bursts through its fur, hiding autumn's desolation within..."
"Bursting through its fur, hiding autumn's desolation within?"
Realizing something, he opened the card with both hands. As though entering a Pensieve, he arrived in the memory preserved within the card...
He crouched down and reached toward the red fox cub, feeling its fluffy fur.
At the same time, Luna's little poem surfaced in his mind again. "Thunder is the sky's sigh. It bursts through its fur, hiding autumn's desolation within."
"Thunder hides autumn's desolation..." he murmured, his eyes suddenly lighting up. "Inside the little red fox's fur!"
"If that's the case..." His eyes shone even brighter. A question left unresolved before had finally found the key to its answer.
Wizet's consciousness returned to reality. After carefully putting away the card, he took a notebook from his pocket.
After Miriam Strout had learned of the complete treatment plan, she raised a question about thunder and lightning. At the time, he had been unable to provide a vivid explanation, so he had written it down in the notebook.
Wizet had not forgotten about it. He had recorded many related insights beside that question about thunder and lightning.
He remembered clearly that he had devised that treatment plan after being inspired by a maxim from the Emerald Tablet.
"Thunder and lightning, in Animagus practice..." He stared at the contents of the notebook and murmured softly, "serve as a means of communication in 'as above, so below'..."
He walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and paused for a moment before writing something new. "Nature itself possesses immense magic. It corresponds to