Wizet and Luna kept good routines. When they met in the common room that morning, they found that a light rain was still falling outside the windows.
The two walked downstairs hand in hand at an unhurried pace. Luna said brightly, "Jupiter was being very lively last night. It really likes nights with thunder and rain like this..."
"Jupiter" was the name the Thunderbird egg had chosen for itself. Wizet said with some emotion, "According to Mr. Scamander, it should be ready to hatch soon."
"We can take it to Hagrid again." Luna nodded. "He'll like Jupiter..."
By the time they left the castle for the greenhouses, the drizzle had already stopped.
The sky was still gloomy, though. Vast clouds hung overhead like old, wrung-out rags, completely blocking out the sun.
Though the weather was dreary, Sprout's mood was as bright as sunshine. She greeted Wizet and Luna with a beaming smile.
"I thought you two would spend all night discussing it and be unable to get up this morning! The Triwizard Tournament hasn't been held in a very long time..."
"This time, it's being revived on an even larger scale and turned into the Five-Wizard Tournament. I'm sure it'll be even more exciting. The more I think about it, the more I look forward to it..."
While Wizet and Luna helped fertilize the plants, Sprout moved the Bubotubers into Greenhouse Three.
The Bubotuber was a magical plant with extremely high medicinal value. Most magical plants were more "lively" than ordinary ones, and Bubotubers were no exception;
They looked like slugs pushing their way out of the soil, black all over and covered in glowing, pus-filled swellings that twitched slightly without restraint;
This was a sign that the Bubotubers had matured. Judging by the state of their swellings, if the