Silan and Neville took a wide detour under the moonlight, deliberately avoiding Hagrid's hut.
It took a little longer, but it was better than being spotted by Hagrid and sent back to the castle.
To avoid being detected by Fang the hound, Silan and Neville kept moving slowly upwind.
After circling around Hagrid's hut, Silan and Neville entered the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
To ensure their safety, they did not dare venture too deeply inside. Instead, they searched for a Mooncalf nest along the forest's edge.
Mooncalves were gentle magical creatures that loved moonlight.
To make basking in the moonlight easier, they generally built their nests on hills with broad, open views, where there would not be too many dense trees around.
After walking for a while, Silan and Neville finally found a Mooncalf nest.
Silan and Neville quietly crept up the hill and poked their heads out to observe the Mooncalf nest.
"Mooncalves are gentle, but they're rather afraid of people. They only come out when the night is deep and quiet, and the moonlight is bright..."
Silan was just about to turn and remind Neville not to make a sound.
But then he heard Neville's confident voice. "I'll lure them out!"
"Huh?" Silan did not react for a moment.
The night was clear and cold, the moonlight was bright, and it was a full moon. The Mooncalves would definitely come out; they only needed to wait quietly.
But Neville had already rushed out.
Very soon, Silan witnessed a bizarre sight.
Under the bright moonlight, Neville crouched halfway down with his arms spread wide, as though he wanted to gather the moon into his embrace.
Then he began shaking his limbs, twisting his waist, and swiveling his rear. The further he went, the more intense his movements became,