Chapter 978 Tarot Cards and Navigator

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

The clouds in the distant night sky finally stopped rolling and returned to their former calm.

Grindelwald closed the shutters and wandered back to Dumbledore's table.

"If you are really worried," Dumbledore said without raising his head, "you can go along."

"Can't I rest assured?! Ha."

Grindelwald glanced at Dumbledore with a subtle expression and grinned.

The Hyperion's return "pick-up" request was passed by Mr. Principal in less than three seconds under his watchful eyes. He was just standing on the window sill, helping an old guy with no dignity to complete some tasks. It was just a farewell gesture he wanted to make.

"But I'm curious," Grindelwald said, playing with Dumbledore's phoenix. "Aren't you worried at all?"

Dumbledore finished writing the letter slowly, blew on it gently, and tapped the wand to seal the wax seal in an instant.

"What are you worried about? It's just an outing. I never interfere with students' weekend arrangements—"

He said calmly, raising his head and looking at Grindelwald.

"Or do you think I should be worried?"

"That's true," Grindelwald nodded in agreement, "It's just a large flat-top fishing boat anyway. What bad intentions can a twelve or thirteen-year-old little witch have? Even if she just took out a mortgage last year. Hogwarts, but she's still a child..."

"I know Miss Kaslana. She will not put the people she values ​​​​in danger."

Dumbledore said, turning the parchment in his hand one hundred and eighty degrees and pushing it towards the retired old devil who was teasing his phoenix not far away.

"This is the reserve application of [Priestess], [Chariot], and [Justice]. It may be a bit early, but I don't have much objection to this matter. The strength and growth rate of the new generation are far faster. Far more than we imagined. If you have no objections, then it is best to sign before Miss [Fool] returns to Hogwarts. Of course, by the way, re-confirm the objects of guidance..."

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Devonshire, the highest point in the village of Quebir.

Not like the plain, same-looking houses below.

On the hillside of this emerging wizarding village stands an utterly bizarre house.

From a distance, it looks like a huge black chimney pointing straight into the sky, with a ghostly moon decoration hanging behind the house.

This is the headquarters of The Quibbler Comprehensive Publishing Co., Ltd., the most fashionable magazine group in the wizarding world today.

Or rather, the Lovegoods.

"Oh, no no no—"

Xenophilius Lovegood said anxiously, his long, marshmallow-like white hair swaying from side to side.

"This can't be like this, of course not! Of course Luna is very good, but she... This is different from what was promised before. Luna is not ready yet... I... I think this is very inappropriate. To be honest, you It's an honor to visit here, but it doesn't—"

"I'm not a lobbyist, Mr. Lovegood."

Directly in front of the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler", a translucent figure floated.

Generally speaking, ghosts rarely visit the homes of strange wizards. They are more accustomed to lingering in the scenes where they stayed in life.

That doesn't mean they can't move around, though.

"As you can see, I don't take orders from anyone, and I can't force you to make any promises..."

The almost headless Nick, or Mr. World, looked at Xenophilius and then around, full of curiosity.

This was almost the strangest room he had ever seen.

The room is a standard round shape, and it feels like being in a giant pepper shaker.

Everything is curved to match the walls: the stove, sink and cupboards are all painted in bright primary colors with flowers, insects and birds. In the center of the room was a cast-iron spiral staircase that led to the upper floor, and it was making a rattling sound.

There was the No. 1 printing machine for the publication "The Quibbler," which once carried all the printing tasks for this publication.

It's really confusing. Can two "Major Arcana" level wizards be born here?

"Well, Mr. Lovegood, I'm here to consult on some matters today..."

The almost headless Nick retracted his thoughts, coughed slightly, and looked at Xenophilius with a serious expression.

"In the 'reserve' training proposal submitted by Miss [Fool], she plans to split some of her own work and spread it among three 'reserve Major Arcana' witches. However, in view of the [Priestess], [Chariot] ], [Justice] have little experience, and for a long time, all orders and responses they issue will be reviewed by members of the Major Arcana until they officially obtain their respective main cards..."

"Judging from the current communication situation, [Justice] will be in charge of [Pope], [Chariot] will be in charge of [Tower], and as for Miss Luna Lovegood, the [Priestess] should be in charge of I'm here to guide you - mainly assisting with matters related to Gringotts."

After looking at Xenophilius who was hesitant to speak, Nick, who was almost headless, bowed and quickly added.

"Oh, since this is essentially Miss Fool's independent decentralization of power, there is no way to initiate a vote in the 'Tarot Society' for candidates."

According to the rules jointly formulated by Elena, Dumbledore and others, any resolution to add an O5 level must be voted on by all the 'Tarot Society', and the number of objections must not be more than one-seventh. This is also the reason why Xie The reason why Nophilius is not so anxious for the time being.

As long as he doesn't let go, Luna won't be able to become a new O5 member unless all the other 'Major Arcana' agree.

Of course, Xenophilius understood early on that the Demon King would never be honest in his contract...

Compared to him far away in Devonshire, the cunning and dangerous short witch had many ways to influence little Luna.

After spending time together day and night, sooner or later his beloved little moon will turn into the shape of Elena.

but……

Is it the authority of Gringotts Wizarding Bank? Seems pretty good.

Xenophilius pondered for a few seconds and looked at the almost headless Nick.

As one of the O5 members, the 'Hermit' of the Major Arcana, Xenophilius certainly knew the true identity of the resident ghost of Gryffindor.

The famous Earl of Isaacs, Thomas Cromwell, ended the centuries-long war between wizards and Muggles and expelled the Holy See from the British stronghold. This legendary figure is comparable to the other 'Great Acres'. Na' is much more reliable and safer.

etc? !

Is there currently a Major Arcana as a guide?

Xenophilius's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Nick eagerly.

"Well, if I don't object for the time being, can I..."

"Only you can't, Mr. Lovegood - Miss Reserve [Priestess] cannot be your final reviewer. Due to the most basic principle of kinship avoidance, this will affect the independence of subsequent decision-making. However, you can apply to be another A few reservists..."

"...Miss Granger and Miss Abbott? Didn't you just say that their leaders are--"

"As one of the Major Arcana, you can discuss with [Pope] and [Tower]."

Nearly headless Nick smiled gracefully and glanced thoughtfully at Xenophilius.

Unlike several other wizards, the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler" seems to have never demonstrated magical prowess.

Just like the fit of [Magician], Xenophilius Lovegood has always perfectly interpreted the meaning of [Hermit]:

The hermit wore a robe, carried a lamp and a cane, and groped alone in the darkness. This card represents solitude. The hermit tries to give up external temptations and achieve inner peace, and then obtain the truth through solitary meditation in a silent environment.

In the magical world, "truth" may sometimes be more powerful than all spells and magic texts.

"Ahem, let's forget it, I think-"

Xenophilius blinked and imagined that scene, and said somewhat uncomfortably.

"Then, let's go upstairs and continue chatting. If you are to take care of my Luna in the future...then many habits and preferences are still very important. If possible, I would even like to write them down for you in detail. However, As for the ghost notepad——"

"Don't worry, Mr. Lovegood, we have our own way of recording."

The almost headless Nick smiled and took out a roll of light gray transparent parchment from his pocket.

"Oh, that's really perfect -"

Xenophilius sighed helplessly, turned around and walked upstairs.

Fortunately, no matter what, Luna stayed in Hogwarts Castle during her school days.

As for after the holidays, he would either go back to live in this house, or, like this Christmas, he would go to Hogwarts Castle to spend Christmas with his daughter, or at worst, he would go to stay temporarily in the home of some respected wizards. It's quite reassuring.

In Xenophilius's view, strictly abiding by school rules is one of the few advantages Dumbledore has today.

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Meanwhile, the Hyperion.

Hermione, Luna, and Hannah gradually recovered.

They gathered at the captain's podium, looking around curiously while listening to Elena introduce the Hyperion to them.

Under Elena's operation, the bridge floor became translucent, like an inverted Hogwarts auditorium ceiling, faithfully reflecting the scene below. The castle, black lake, and forbidden forest were like small models on a sand table. It quickly retreated and quickly disappeared from sight.

The goblin and wizard operators around them started chatting quietly after setting up the automatic cruise.

"Welcome to the Hyperion," Elena said softly, "the world's first space carrier, a joint asset of Hogwarts, Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and the Destiny Group..."

"After landing at the base, before the next round of weapons testing, maybe I can temporarily lift the illusion and lead you to fly around the Hyperion a few times to take a good look at this big guy..."

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