Modifying the Flying Car, Luna (4000 words)

The Burrow and shacks.

"Lucien, Muggle have boxes that can make ice themselves, without using the Freezing Charm! That's amazing. Did they keep a small, docile Frost Sprite inside? Does it need to be fed regularly?"

"Well, there are no frost spirits inside. Its principle is..."

Mr. Weasley, Arthur Weasley, was modifying a car while discussing Muggle life with Lucien.

Of course, it was mainly Mr. Weasley who asked some strange and wonderful questions, while Lucien tried his best to explain Muggle technology using magic.

"And what about those Muggle that don't use owls, where you just press a few buttons and can talk to people far away? What are they?"

Knowing that Mr. Weasley was referring to a mobile phone, Lucien was also thinking as he introduced its features.

Indeed, the Wizarding World still uses traditional letters for communication; why not develop more efficient communication devices?

The key to creating such a prop is the distance of the sound transmission magic...

Well, if we can solve the problem of sound transmission magic, then we can also solve the problem of image transmission, since the principles of the two are quite similar.

It must be said that the evolution of magic and the technological progress of Muggle are truly different.

The transmission of sound to images has required several technological advancements and innovations from Muggle.

But magic can skip those steps, resulting in a leapfrog development.

If costs can be controlled and magical communication devices can be made more widely available, they will likely become best-selling products.

Even if owls might lose their jobs, they can still deliver packages and parcels.

Setting aside his creative ideas for the moment, Lucien focused his attention back on the task at hand.

Mr. Weasley invited him to tour a car, which was originally a rusty old car, but Mr. Weasley clearly wanted to add a little magic to it.

"Oh, flying is such a convenient thing, why don't Muggle put that function in cars?"

Listening to Mr. Weasley's mutterings, Lucien's lips twitched, because that kind of flying vehicle was called an airplane...

As he disassembled the car, removing its bulky and useless parts and replacing them with alchemical constructs, Mr. Weasley brandished his wand with magical runes.

"Ron mentioned to me that you, Lucien, have already explored Alchemy, so I was wondering if you might be interested in this car. Speaking of which, I really have to thank you for helping Ron with his studies. That kid, he used to give me a real headache..."

Lucien helped Mr. Weasley adjust himself and listened to him chat about everyday things.

"They've been raiding wizards' residences lately. I'm in Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office, which means I forbid applying magic to things made by Muggle, for fear they'll end up back in Muggle hands..."

The more Lucien listened, the more something seemed off. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Wait, you're forbidding this? Then what are we doing right now?"

Lucien stared at the car, which had been completely altered, and fell silent.

Oh, so because that's what I do, I'm not worried about getting caught at all?

Lucien looked around the shack, which was filled with Muggle- related items, most of which had been magically consecrated.

Speaking of Mr. Weasley, isn't he going to invite his colleagues over? Won't they arrest him for a meritorious service award...?

"It feels like something's missing?"

Mr. Weasley stroked his chin, looking at the nearly completed car in front of him, and muttered to himself.

Lucien thought for a moment and kindly reminded him:

"Perhaps it's an invisibility spell? After all, Muggle cars don't usually fly."

"Oh, right, right, thank you for reminding me, Lucien."

Mr. Weasley clapped his hands and got back to work.

Lucien also lent a hand, adding a small magic circle to Mr. Weasley's invisibility spell after he cast it.

"Lucien, what's going on? I'm a little confused."

Mr. Weasley was momentarily unable to decipher the Ancient Runes on the magic circle and turned to look at Lucien in surprise.

"This is a magic circle used to automatically trigger spells. I set it so that once the car starts flying, it will simultaneously activate stealth mode to prevent Muggle from seeing it. Isn't that rather troublesome?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Weasley slapped his forehead and belatedly said:

"Yes, it's you young people who have such quick thinking!"

As Mr. Weasley was about to leave the shed, he quickly added:

"Lucien, um, don't tell Molly about the car thing, she doesn't really like me messing around with these things."

Lucien nodded, indicating that he understood.

It's alright. Actually, even if I don't say it, the Chosen One will soon be riding in this Flying Ford Anglia.

Lucien gently knocked on Ginny's door.

Niffler had lent the girl his Jinji a few days ago, and now that he was preparing to go home for the start of school, he naturally had to take it back, lest the little guy empty the Weasley family.

The door opened with a click.

But standing in front of Lucien was not Ginny, but a strange girl.

She had silver eyes and dark golden-brown hair.

Her eyes bulged out, giving the impression that she was always in a state of surprise; her skin was pale, and her eyebrows were very light.

She wore a pair of carrot-shaped earrings and a necklace made of Butterbeer bottle corks around her neck.

This unusual outfit...

Although Lucien had never met this seemingly ethereal girl, he already had some guesses in his mind.

Ah, Lucien.

When Ginny saw it was Lucien, she picked up Niffler and introduced the girl:

"She is Luna, Luna Lovegood."

"Luna's family also lives in the village; they're our neighbors."

Luna's father was the editor-in-chief of * the Quibbler *, a book that documented "rare" things.

Lucien looked at the girl in front of him, oh, it really was Luna.

It's said that this girl can see things that ordinary people can't, but we don't know if it's true or not.

Putting everything else aside, Thestral are real; it's just that those who haven't witnessed death can't see them.

"Hello, Luna, I'm Lucien, Lucien Grafton."

Lucien greeted his future Ravenclaw classmate, but Luna remained unmoved by his words.

A pair of silver eyes stared blankly at him.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, a leisurely yet dazed voice came from Luna's mouth:

You are so special.

"Special?"

When Lucien heard this description from Luna, he couldn't help but wonder why she would make such a nonsensical comment when he had just met her.

Lucien asked in a gentle voice:

"Luna, why do you think I'm 'special'?"

Luna tilted her head, her empty gaze sweeping over Lucien.

"Wow, it's amazing that you don't even have a single Wrackspurt around you. I've never seen anything like it before."

"Wrackspurt?"

In Lucien's memory, this Luna had a nickname: "Loony".

He can see things that ordinary people cannot, and his behavior and speech are also strange. I don't know which of these two traits caused the other.

The Wrackspurt must be a special creature that only Luna can see, oh, and we also have to include her father.

Hearing Lucien's question, Luna nodded gently, moved closer to him, and kindly fanned Lucien's ears with her two small hands.

"Hmm, Wrackspurt... they're invisible, they'll float into your ears and mess with your brain."

"That's really strange. You were clearly wondering just now, yet you still didn't attract those little guys."

Luna then reached up and touched her own ear, her thumb and forefinger overlapping as if she were pinching an invisible little insect.

"Look, even if you put Wrackspurt next to you, it will actively run away?"

Lucien watched as Luna brought the "Wrackspurt" close to him, a slowly rotating black vortex appearing in his eyes.

There's nothing there.

The Eye of Magic Sight detected no trace of magic; Luna, that girl, really is...

"But there are so many other things around you, um, they look so peculiar, I've never seen them before, like, like..."

"Like they came from another world?"

Upon hearing these words, the vortex in Lucien's pupils froze for a moment.

What can this girl see?!

What does "from other worlds" mean?

One's soul is from another world, or more accurately, it comes from a different world.

There are many other things around me that came with my soul.

this...

Lucien narrowed his eyes, feeling both wary and curious about the girl before him.

Why don't you ask her what the things she saw looked like?

"Hey, they're all gone! In an instant, they all vanished!"

Luna suddenly exclaimed, a flicker of life returning to her empty eyes. She couldn't help but circle around Lucien, as if searching for something that had vanished.

"They're all gone. Did you eat them?"

Luna looked up at Lucien and asked a strange question in a vacant tone.

This kind of leap in thought process left Lucien unable to keep up.

She truly lives up to her nickname "Loony."

I glanced at Ginny was standing to the side, looking completely bewildered.

It's not convenient now; I'll find another opportunity to have a proper chat with this junior.

"Ginny, I'm going home for dinner now. Oh, right, this Niffler is so cute, though a little chubby. Maybe we could put less stuff in its pouch?"

"Lucien, see you when school starts."

Before Lucien could respond, Luna skipped away.

Lucien frowned and took the Niffler from Ginny.

I'm not fat.

Isn't this cute...?

A few days later, Diagon Alley.

"Aunt, that's Gringotts, the second safest place in the world after Hogwarts, and also the wizarding bank..."

"That's Ollivander Wand Shop. I bought my wand there. They've been specializing in wand making for over two thousand years..."

"That shop with a lot of owls is Eeylops Owl Emporium. Didn't you want to buy one as a pet...?"

Lucien showed Aunt Penelope Diagon Alley, the wizarding commercial street.

Penelope was visiting such a place for the first time, found it quite novel. Her bright eyes scanned her surroundings, and she would occasionally chat with her nephew about the magical items sold in the shops.

It's back-to-school season again, and young wizards are shopping for school supplies in Diagon Alley, either with their professors or their parents.

Lucien will be in his second year of high school after the new semester starts. Apart from the new textbooks, there's nothing else he needs to buy.

The second-year curriculum at Hogwarts was not longer than that of the first year; in fact, there was one less Flying Class, but the duration of those lessons was extended accordingly.

"Lucien!"

A joyful shout rang out from not far away.

A little witch with a head of fluffy brown hair strode over, her hair bobbing with each step.

After greeting Lucien, Hermione then politely greeted Penelope.

She tried her best to appear poised and dignified, clearly not wanting to make a bad impression on Lucien's aunt.

Although Hermione had met Lucien once before at his birthday party, she couldn't help but admire how beautiful Lucien's aunt was!

Hermione was also surprised to learn for the first time that Lucien's family was so wealthy and powerful that they were practically unattainable in Muggle society.

But her aunt treated her very gently, without any condescension, unlike those annoying Pure-blood nobles in Wizarding World.

This relieved Hermione, and recalling Lucien's usual approachable manner, she thought it was a testament to her excellent Home Tutoring.

At that birthday party, Hermione and the others learned about Lucien's family situation for the first time, that his parents had died young. Lucien had never talked about these things before, and instead appeared mature and composed.

Hermione felt something was off, thinking that someone who was usually so strong might also have a soft and vulnerable side.

The little witch chatted with Lucien about her summer adventures, while Penelope watched with a smile.

With Penelope's experience, how could she not see through the little girl's thoughts? And not just the one in front of her, but also the other classmate Lucien invited, that blonde girl named Greengrass...

Penelope is quite open-minded about whether Lucien will marry a witch, as long as the child is happy.

After chatting for a few minutes, the three of them went to Flourish and Blotts together.

Breaking news!

"An internationally renowned author, recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class, five-time winner of the Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award, honorary member of the Dark Force Defense League, and author of bestselling works such as * Break with a Banshee *, *Sailing with Voyages with Vampires Travels with Trolls..."

"Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart!"

"A book signing will be held here in half an hour. You can purchase Mr. Lockhart's books now and wait in line."

"We will select one lucky reader to have the opportunity to take a photo with Mr. Lockhart..."

Upon hearing this repeated promotional message, Lucien raised an eyebrow.

Ah, it's the future Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!

That guy with all those titles is nothing but a fraud and a thief.

They specialize in plagiarizing others' work and then using Obliviate to make them forget their own experiences.

Well, that Obliviate is indeed master-level. If you have the chance, try to see if you can learn it.

Seeing that his aunt and Hermione's parents were chatting, Lucien made an excuse to leave temporarily.

We need to finalize the cooperation deal we discussed a few days ago.