"Dobby doesn't know either!" Dobby cried, tears welling up in his eyes again. "Dobby has never done such a thing! Mr. Lovegood is a great man too!"
What did he mean by "a great man too"?
Xenophilius's eyebrows rose again. After talking with Luna, the sense of loss and coldness in his heart had already eased quite a bit;
but now, hearing the tacit agreement between Luna and Wizet, along with that "too" in Dobby's words, made him suddenly feel awful again.
Looking at the menu in his hand, for one brief moment, he wanted to order several extra dishes for Wizet and make him finish every last one;
but then he thought of his conversation with Luna. If he really said that, Luna might just help him eat them...
And if Luna helped, could he really stand by and do nothing? In the end, perhaps he would be the one who suffered.
After all, seeing Luna share Wizet's food was even more unbearable than having his own stomach stuffed full.
After such an intense bout of mental turmoil, Xenophilius sighed and decided to make peace with himself and order normally instead;
after all, he needed to get used to it in advance. There might be plenty more situations in the future where he would need to make peace with himself...
While Xenophilius began ordering, Wizet blinked and leaned close to Luna's ear. "Luna, what's wrong with Mr. Lovegood?"
"I don't know either..." Luna shook her head lightly. "The Wrackspurts around him keep becoming more numerous, then fewer..."
"Did Mr. Lovegood mention..." Wizet pressed, "what it was about?"
Luna explained, "Dad told me it was something related to work."
"That makes sense..." Wizet nodded in understanding. "The Quibbler is much bigger now than it used to be. It's normal for