Holidays at Hogwarts

Luna watched Kane's expression change constantly, then leaned closer with a puzzled look to examine him carefully before waving a hand in front of his face.

"Mm... do you know something?"

Kane immediately shook his head. If Luna's mother had truly been taken to the Eternal Realm, that was one thing. But if she had actually been blown to bits by a magical experiment, wouldn't that completely crush Luna?

"Mm, your expression isn't very convincing. But I believe you, because there isn't a single Wrackspurt on you."

Luna slowly put on the Monster-Repelling Glasses resting on the small table and spoke softly.

"Wrackspurts? Are they those silvery-white, transparent little ghosts?" Kane instinctively equated the new term with the Moon Spirits on Lunar Island, though he still asked just to be safe.

Luna nodded. "You've seen them?"

Of course Kane had. There were plenty of those things on Lunar Island in the Eternal Realm.

And it was only natural that Luna said there were no Moon Spirits around him. After all, shadows and the moon were two forces that disliked and opposed each other. Moon Spirits certainly would not appear around him, the who-knew-how-manyeth owner of the Shadow Toilet.

Even though his thoughts really were as tangled as a ball of yarn right now.

With that in mind, Kane was in no hurry to return to Hogwarts. He still needed to ask Luna for more information, such as where Wrackspurts usually appeared.

Luna raised an eyebrow. "Classrooms... There are lots above the heads of people who study, and lots above the heads of intelligent people too. Like Hermione Granger, or Headmaster Dumbledore. And then there are troubled people."

Kane nodded. It was indeed just as he had expected. If the essence of shadow was blindness, chaos, corruption, fear, and devouring, then