Wizet withdrew his gaze, slipped the Hogwarts Voice from the table into his pocket, then stood and stretched toward the window.
Seeing that it was about time, he left the Ravenclaw common room as well.
He headed down the corridor leading to the Headmaster's Office. Facing the Gargoyle statue at the end of the hall, he clearly spoke the password: "Ginger toffee!"
The crouching Gargoyle statue tucked in its wings and nimbly hopped aside, revealing the spiral staircase behind it.
The door to the Headmaster's Office stood half-open, and the faint sound of conversation drifted out.
Wizet stopped. Just as he was about to wait where he stood, Fawkes pushed open the door to the Headmaster's Office.
Fawkes flapped his wings, tracing an elegant arc through the air. With a light flick of his tail feathers, he landed on Wizet's arm.
He let out a pleasant, drawn-out cry and stretched out his neck to rub against Wizet's cheek.
As if sensing something, he turned his head and extended his long beak toward the back of Wizet's neck, giving it a gentle peck.
Wizet blinked and saw a pale-colored down feather caught in Fawkes's beak. "Oh... that's one of Jupiter's down feathers. You two must have met, right?"
Whenever he and Luna had classes, the young Thunderbird, Jupiter, would go off to find somewhere to play, most often in the Forbidden Forest.
Fawkes also had a habit of foraging in the Forbidden Forest, and he occasionally crossed paths with the young Thunderbird there.
Naturally, the young Thunderbird was curious about Fawkes. However, due to Fawkes's magical talent, it was difficult for him to get close to the phoenix.
Fawkes nodded, opened his beak, and dropped the down feather. He let out a somewhat aloof cry in reply.
Hearing Fawkes's tone, Wizet