Luna opened her eyes and stared at the ever-changing clouds in the sky, staring at the ever-changing shapes of the sky. The pure sun shone on her face through the pores of the Brazilian rainforest, and the air was fresh and pleasant. Her husband, Rov Scarmand, took a picture of a plant two kilometers away. A little bug crawled on her.

They stayed in this rainforest for three months, looking for the kind of birds that the locals mentioned, "the whole body will shine and drag a rainbow to fly", an eight-year-old boy said that he had seen it with his own eyes by the river, but unfortunately he disappeared in the blink of an eye. The source of the news is absolutely reliable, but it is impossible to tell the authenticity. It may be just that the boy was dazzled and mistakenly linked the rainbow after the rain to some beautiful birds (such as the toucan) that he could not call him, but they came as a honeymoon trip for the two.

They searched the nearby waters and ponds, and found only some beautiful feathers and a few sapphires. Now the feathers and gems are placed in small boxes, together with airships, cork necklaces, and pebbles. In Rove's words, it is "You have to accommodate the aesthetics of ordinary people, and have one or two pieces of normal jewelry."

Luna smelled the rich fragrance of grass and soil and felt drowsy. After a while, she was awakened by the whistle of the warning spell. It was Rov Scarmand, who came back with a camera and a thick notebook.

"Another endangered wild plant was found," Rove said. "A detector was left nearby and the local environmental protection department was handed over." He looked at his wife who was jumping from the ground and couldn't help but frown, "You are lying on the ground again..."

Luna quickly took out the wand hidden in the thick hair behind her head and pointed at her. The white mist evaporated from the clothes soaked in dew. She turned around in interest and jumped twice.

"How is this time?"

"Okay." Rov murmured quietly.

The two started to tidy up their tents. Today was the last day of staying in the rain forest. They were reluctant to leave before leaving. Halfway through the things, they sat in the middle of big bags and flipped up thick photo albums.

“This is the local village and residents…”

"I like them, they love to tell jokes," Luna interrupted.

"Yes, three words are inseparable from a joke. This is a photo of me playing football with them. Look, they are so happy! That is a smile of victory. I think if it were Quidditch, I might not have lost so badly... You were learning the preparation method next to you... So who was taking the photo... But I think it is necessary to remind you that the locals use this technology to make fishing tools instead of putting vines on their bodies..."

"In the magic tavern, we met two new wizard friends of Castrobshe, one of whom insisted on cursing my little finger, a beautiful coma curse, my dear..."

"A big-moukow swayed into the tent, but was scared away by the magic lamp."

"The next are several magical animals endemic to Brazil, all of which you discovered first. It's so strange, reminding me of the scene when we first met."

He was amazed, flipping the album forward, skimming nearly one-third of the wedding photos, and pausing on the first few pages.

The two heads gathered together. In the photo, Luna, who is a few years younger than now, squatted on the ground, stretched out her hand to touch a creature that looked like a ferret. The little guy sniffed happily while eating a steaming hot dog. The background was a snowy place.

"To be honest, I've been in the Arctic for two years," Rov said sourly, "I found nothing. I seriously doubted that my grandfather missed some key information...but it wasn't considered empty-handed."

Luna hummed happily on the side, and the tune sounded like a work from the quirky sister group twelve years ago - ‘A great victory’.

Rov hummed a few words.

Nearly noon, they walked out of the Brazilian rainforest with two suitcases, one big and one small. After Rov handed over a thick stack of photos to the local bioconservation organization, the two arrived at the border, registered and returned to the UK through the door key.

"The wizard is such a natural explorer," said a border policeman.

"We have always been like this." Rov replied.

"Hey, I'm talking about the one who boarded Mars." The policeman teased.

...

On the hill near the village of Ottery San Catchipol, the grass was blown into a circle of ripples in the wind, and a small house with overturned boots was in the distance.

"My dear daughter! You're back."

Shanofilius ran out of the house to hug Luna, and Luna gently patted her father's back. Shanofilius was dressed dirty, with marshmallow-like hair tangled in a mess, like an abandoned bird's nest. His eye problems seemed to be worse, so he used it as an excuse to pretend not to see the man next to his daughter. Until Rov took the initiative to greet him, he reluctantly gave the other party an extremely perfunctory hug.

"Sorry, I forgot your name, Rod, Roman--"

"It's Rove." Luna said happily. Xie Nofilius "cuts", one eye seemed to fly out of his eye socket. He looked at his daughter's husband with the other eye, silently took the suitcase from Luna's hand, and pulled her toward the black door with the other hand. Rove Scarmand shook his head and followed.

This attitude is pretty good.

According to a reporter who sneaked into the wedding scene and was driven out halfway, "The old widower in seemed to have planned to chant a curse to his son-in-law at the wedding ceremony and turn him into a big-mouthed ball fish. Unfortunately, he did not succeed, otherwise there would be hope for the most exciting news of the year - witnessed by the Hepp, the Porter, the Weasleys, the Longbottoms, the Scarmands and other relatives."

But Rov knew that this was pure nonsense, at least not entirely true.

In contrast, he believed that Xenophilius originally planned to transform him into the horn of a poisonous horn, because when he first came here to visit, he accidentally pointed out the surprise that Mr. gave to his daughter - the gray spiral horn purchased from a smuggler was not a bent snoring beast but a poisonous horn, which was extremely dangerous to place at home... He paid the price for his honesty.

The room was a standard round shape, like a round pepper shaker.

The ground floor is the kitchen, stove, pool, and cupboards painted with flowers, insects and birds. Up the cast iron spiral staircase, the second floor is the more messy living room and studio. An old-fashioned printing press occupies the best lighting and location, while other places are scattered with debris. It can be seen that during the time my daughter was not at home, Mr. Lovegod was completely in a state of being cleaned up. A few magic lamps, the size of a palm, flew around the ceiling. Two stairs extended upwards from this floor, leading to Luna and Mr. Lovegod's bedrooms.

The three of them spent an afternoon sorting out their travel information. Mr. still regarded Rov as air, but asked Luna about everything and cared about it, and showed amazing curiosity about the interesting details that happened on the journey.

"Oh, is that true... This seems to verify a theory."

Luna's observation surprised the two men present. Rov felt a little regretful that these wonderful views would only appear in the unreliable magazine "Singing the Contradictory", and were published with strange stories such as the Flame Elves, the Shivering Maggot, and Martian Life.

The last one does not count.

When Mr. Heip and Ms. Granger returned from Mars, the answer to this question was no longer important. People were trapped in fanatical fantasies and were obsessed with the topic of possible immigration to alien planets in their lifetime. It took them a long time before they realized that the next time Mars was closest to Earth would be until 2018.

In the following years, people successively established six space bases on the moon.

Luna suddenly looked up at the ceiling.

"There are a thousand people above our heads," she said.

“I’m really worried that those people will fall,” said Shanofilius, “but if they can sit on a broomstick…”

In the evening, Mr. was in a good mood to perform his cooking skills. Luna suggested giving Rov a chance to try it. "He has all the cooking recipes of the family." "Then he can take advantage of it." Mr. muttered, "No one else has ever had the chance to see it except the garden engineer."

He began to talk about the last time the Haipu and his wife came to visit their home.

"Felix Hepp...is a good man, knowledgeable, humorous and funny. I interviewed him about Mars and his views on the horned snoring beast. He said he had raised two of them; but his wife had no sense of humor..."

Rov was busy in the kitchen downstairs for a while, poking his head out from the cast iron stairs, and Luna asked him with her eyes. "I'm missing a few seasonings, but I think I can find them nearby." Rov said confidently.

After dinner, Mr. 's attitude towards Rov improved a lot. He said vaguely: "I tasted the food made by Pandora. After so many years, it may be an illusion..."

"The vegetable garden built by my mother." Luna said in a daze.

The next morning, Luna and Rov came to the headquarters of the Prophet Daily. Both of them had submitted articles to the Prophet Daily, but later Luna completely turned to the "family industry", while Rov hoped to let more people pay attention to the survival of magical animals like his grandfather.

After coming out of the editor-in-chief's office, the two met a person in the corridor - Rita Skitt, a reporter who was keen on writing slanderous articles.

Rita Skit looked at the two from above the jewel-studded square glasses, "Let me see... Luna , Rov Scarmand, a rookie in fantastic zoology, had a great collaboration before getting married... The last wedding was too hasty, and I hadn't had time to congratulate both of them."

"That's because you came uninvited and were expelled." Rov said seriously.

"The material is rare." Skit waved his hand, "There are many big names, of course I have to find ways to get in. The last time I had this opportunity was two years ago, but I didn't dare to make small moves that time... Have you heard of it?"

"What?" Rov said in surprise.

"The big scene I have been looking forward to is so boring in recent years." Skitt's face turned slightly red, and his long nails pierced into the crocodile leather bag in his hand.

"Quidic World Cup," Luna said suddenly.

Skit glanced at her, "Yes, the 426th Quidditch World Cup was held on the Floating Island in July 2010. But I dug up bigger news and would definitely shock everyone's attention. It was even more exciting than Felix Hepp married her own student." She deliberately lowered her voice in the last sentence, and after she said it, she looked around in the corridor, as if afraid of being heard, she warned: "I only say this here."

"Is there anything that cannot be said?" Luna asked curiously.

Rov pulled his wife's sleeve, Rita Skit hummed twice, his sharp eyes rolled around her, landed on the food box in Luna's hand, and sobbed: "If I want me to say that to be Luna 's husband, first of all, you must have an iron stomach. According to the reliable information I have obtained, her nickname was "crazy girl" when she was in school, and she was happy to feed horsemen and eight-eyed giant spider."

"This is fake news," Rov Scarmand stood up, holding his wife like a man, and said seriously: "Luna did not show any special interest in the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider, and I was cooking most of the time. Do you want to know the trick?"

Rita Skitter stared at him without saying a word.

"Just a few special spices were needed, I discovered it when we first met because I happened to like it."

Rita Skit left in his high heels, looking very angry. A smile appeared on Rov Scamander's face, and he looked down at his wife, and found that she was also looking at him, her eyes not blinking, and she was directly hooked.

"So mom puts spices in it while cooking?" Luna asked, "Dad has tried it many times, but it has not succeeded."

"I guessed that I saw it in the garden when I visited my house. Your family was also very tolerant of weeds," said Rov Scarmand. He stared at the pair of slightly protruding light silver-white pupils and asked softly: "Luna? Has anyone ever said your eyes are beautiful?"

"Yes!" Luna said affirmatively, "Dad, mom, Ginny, Ferenze, Vanit, Shandora, Teresa..."

"Wait, who is the name behind it?"

"They are all horsemen."

Rove choked and suddenly realized the feeling of Rita Skit.

"You can praise my hair." Luna said understandingly, and Rov's eyes flashed over his wife's matte and dirty blonde hair, and he couldn't help but persuade: "Dear, I think you'd better take care of your hair carefully, just like at a wedding, look good, like flowing gold... Of course, don't have that skirt!"

“Which one?”

"The one with rainbow, sequins and silver unicorn horn headdress."

"But I like it very much." Luna said with some distress.

"Well, you can wear it at home, but if it is a very grand occasion..." Rov said carefully. Seeing his wife's eyes fluttering, his heart tightened. Quidditch World Cup! Tens of millions of people! Merlin! He said quickly:

"Dear, I thought of a good idea, we should customize a set of clothes for the opening ceremony of the World Cup."

"us?"

"...Yes." Rov's expression seemed very tragic.

Luna smiled suddenly, and she said seriously: "Oh, you can dress more formally - according to the eyes of ordinary people, yes, that's it."

"No need, I'm determined!"

The two walked out of the building of the headquarters of the Prophet Daily with their hands.

"When will we go back to school?" Rov's voice said.

"Okay, I miss it there."

"Wear a scoring hat again, I feel like I have the potential of Gryffindor..."
Chapter completed!