Harry had been happily enjoying the gossip, so why had the two juicy scandals-no, the two people-suddenly dragged him into it too?
Harry could already imagine the excitement of those gossip-hungry fools who had originally been watching someone else's drama, now that the gossip had come around to him.
After all, Rolf Scamander and Luna Lovegood's combined popularity at Hogwarts could not match Harry's alone.
Just as Harry was feeling rather speechless, while also wondering why Luna had suddenly called him over, Rolf spoke again.
"I heard from Lovegood that you've come into contact with an evil god? And that some of His aura rubbed off on you?"
Harry frowned slightly at this and gave Luna a somewhat reproachful look.
Why couldn't this girl keep her mouth shut? Why did she blurt out absolutely everything?
As it turned out, although Luna usually seemed rather vacant, she seemed especially good at reading people's expressions-but she always failed to respond appropriately to their feelings.
For instance, right now, Harry was annoyed at her blabbing, and she noticed, so she kept blabbing. "Harry, it's nothing to worry about. Although most people who encounter evil gods die, aren't you still alive and well?"
"Well, thank you so much." Harry nearly burst into tears.
"You're welcome!" Luna looked at Harry with her large gray eyes. "Although I feel like you weren't actually thanking me."
Harry: What else can I say? I'm in despair too!
Did anyone think this girl was dim?
That was impossible. This girl was clever.
But she genuinely did not know what attitude to take with different people.
Often, a single remark from her could leave someone choking on their words for ages.
Take right now: how was Harry supposed to respond to a remark like that?
As Hogwarts' foremost master of