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George, who was standing nearby, nodded, put his arm around Fred's shoulder, and said with a smile, "We are too, Levin. Thank you for convincing Mom that we can achieve our dreams."
Levin smiled as he picked up a modified clock that no longer displayed the time but instead indicated the whereabouts of his family.
He examined the unique clock with great interest and then said, "I decided to invest because I saw your potential and enthusiasm. I'm doing this to maximize the return on my investment, so go for it and do your research."
After the tour, the Weasleys warmly invited Levin to stay for dinner and overnight, but Levin politely declined.
He had many other commitments to attend to and had to say goodbye to the Weasleys.
Before parting, Levin left behind a heavy bag of Galleons as a grant for Mr. Weasley's research expenses.
He smiled at Arthur and said, "Mr. Weasley, I hope this money will be helpful to your research. I believe your talent and passion will surely produce extraordinary results."
Then he turned to Ginny and winked at her: "Ginny, don't forget to make time to go to the tower for training."
Watching Levin's figure disappear into the distance, George suddenly said, "Dad, it seems that not only have we failed to return the money to Levin, but we've also accepted an even bigger donation from him."
The group looked at each other, and the air fell silent.
Just then, Ron poked his head out of the kitchen, breaking the silence.
His house robe had a patch at the hip, and to avoid embarrassing himself in front of Levin, he remained seated in his chair without moving an inch.
“This money…” Arthur solemnly handed the money bag to his wife, Mrs. Molly Weasley.
She took the purse, gently patted the dust off her husband's back, and said with a smile, "I can buy you two some new clothes first, darling."
Seeing this, Ron couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What bad luck. If he had come to ask Dad for a collaboration a year earlier, he wouldn't have had to wear this 'antique' suit."
After saying goodbye to the Weasleys, Levin did not go straight home. Instead, he chose to walk around the village of Autry St. Catchpol, his destination being Luna's house, which was not far away—the strange house on the hillside.
He slowly walked to the gate of the courtyard, his gaze drawn to the hand-painted sign at the entrance.
He was very familiar with the handwriting on the sign; it was Luna's unique style, full of artistic flair while carrying a touch of childlike innocence.
Levin studied her for a moment, and thinking of the girl's endearing and innocent charm, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
He gently pushed open the creaking courtyard gate and walked in along the winding path.
The path was lined with all sorts of strange and unusual plants, including a clump of shrubs covered with small, orange-red, radish-shaped fruits called airship plums, which Luna sometimes wore as earrings.
Two tall, old crabapple trees stand guard on either side of the front gate, covered with light pink crabapple blossoms.
The flowers clustered together, like pink clouds, exuding a captivating fragrance.
He remembered the sign on the door, so he carefully selected a bunch from a large clump of mistletoe adorned with white beads. Levin, holding the bouquet, continued walking along the path.
When he walked up to the heavy black door, which was inlaid with iron nails and an eagle-shaped door knocker, it looked ancient and mysterious.
At this moment, Luna and her father, Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood, were standing in the doorway, talking to each other.
Luna wore a long dress that matched the color of the crabapple blossoms by the door, as if she had blended into the sea of flowers. A bunch of white mistletoe adorned her long golden hair, perfectly complementing her elegant demeanor.
She immediately noticed Levin's arrival, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
Xenophilius, oblivious to everything, stood opposite Luna, wearing a pirate hat and with his mustache swaying like a thrush's beak.
“I’ve managed to get two tickets to a show by the famous witch singer Setina Warbeck,” he said, twitching his mustache with a smug look. “Saturday or Sunday, either day is fine.”
Luna tilted her head, a thoughtful expression on her face. "That's great, Dad. You can watch it twice in a row."
Levin coughed twice on purpose, the sound echoing in the quiet courtyard, and only then did Xenophilius notice that someone had arrived.
"Mr. Levin Green?"
Xenophilius's eyes revealed a hint of surprise; he hadn't expected to see Levin here.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Lovegood.” Levin smiled and bowed, his gaze shifting between Luna and Xenophilius. “I have something I would like to discuss with you.”
Upon hearing this, Xenophilius grasped the door knocker and forcefully pulled open the heavy door.
Levin followed him into the Lovegood family’s living room—which was also Mr. Lovegood’s workroom.
This living room had left a deep impression on Levin since the last time.
It reminded Levin of the unforgettable labyrinth of junk and waste in the House of Requirement, filled with things hidden inside over the centuries, only this one was much smaller.
But this place is filled with all sorts of strange and wonderful items, treasures that Xenophius has collected over the years.
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The dangerous horn that Luna mistook for a "curved-horned snort" but was actually a venomous horn, and the strangely decorated Ravenclaw bust, still stood on the messy curved cabinet.
In addition, the room was filled with books and papers, as if not wanting to leave even a single space.
Exquisite animal models hang from the ceiling, flapping their wings or moving their mouths in the air.
Unlike the last time I came, a photo wall had been cleared out in the room, with many pictures of magical creatures hanging on it, most of which were taken by Luna in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.
Levin's gaze lingered on the photo wall, and suddenly, his eyes fixed on one of the photos.
“A photo of Ron and Krum kissing…you actually framed it in your home,” Levin looked at the photo, both amused and exasperated. “…If Ron comes to visit, he’ll be furious.”
Luna simply smiled faintly, her eyes revealing a hint of mischief and the smugness of a successful prank.
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After admiring the photo wall, Levin sat down on the soft sofa, a spot that offered a perfect view of the flowerbeds outside.
That was Luna's carefully tended flower garden; although it wasn't large, it had a unique charm.
Colorful honeysuckle and morning glory flowers climb all over the flower trellis, their blooming flowers swaying in the wind like a vivid painting.
The tall white lilies stand gracefully, swaying gently in the breeze and exuding a delicate fragrance.
Luna gracefully sat down on the sofa opposite Levin and began to prepare tea and snacks for him.
Her movements were skillful and elegant, and the fragrance emanating from the flowers behind her mingled with the aroma of tea, creating an incredibly refined atmosphere.
This warm and cozy atmosphere is truly delightful.
Levin composed himself, adjusted his posture to appear more serious, and said to Xenophilius:
“Mr. Lovegood, you have extensive experience and outstanding abilities in the magical world’s media field. In recent years, under your leadership, The Quibbler has grown from a niche magazine into a mainstream media outlet with sales second only to The Daily Prophet. I greatly admire your talent and vision.”
Since he needed their help, Levin made no mention of the assistance he and Onyxia had provided, and continued:
"I am now planning to start a wizarding television station, hoping to bring a richer and more diverse audio-visual experience to the wizarding world. I sincerely invite you to serve as the station's director. With your oversight and leadership, I believe our programs will definitely become a sensation throughout the wizarding world."
“Thank you very much for your trust and invitation, Levin,” Mr. Lovegood said slowly, stroking his beard. “But I must admit, I am not familiar with the field of television. Newspapers, magazines, and television stations seem to be two completely different worlds. I have never even been exposed to this before…”
He lacked confidence and was unsure whether he was up to the task of this new position.
In addition, "Singing the Divergent" is his hard work and pride over the years, and he is unwilling to give it up easily.
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The photo shows Luna Fan.
Chapter 463 Television Station and Ice Cream
Lovegood phrased it delicately, but Levin saw right through his psychic abilities.
So he immediately came up with a plan to persuade them:
“I will provide detailed information about Muggle TV stations, as well as some videotapes of their popular shows.”
Levin gently reassured Mr. Lovegood, “You just need to use these as a reference and then go for it. I believe in your creativity and talent; you’ll definitely be able to create a unique program for the wizarding world.”
He took a sip of the black tea Luna had brewed and continued, "In fact, television is still a relatively new thing for wizards, so as long as the initial program isn't terribly bad, it's very likely to be a success. Of course, this will make your burden heavier, since 'The Quibbler' also needs your management, and you'll have to run around to both places."
Upon hearing that he didn't need to give up "The Quibbler," a glint of joy flashed in Mr. Lovegood's eyes: "It's alright, I'm not afraid of hard work. As long as it's something I love, I will give it my all."
“I think many of your segments on ‘The Quibbler’ are very unique, and they would be even better adapted into a TV program,” Levin suggested. “We could call it ‘Into Magic’ or ‘Discovery’ or ‘750’ or something. Muggles have similar TV programs…”
After listening to Levin's introduction, Mr. Lovegood expressed great interest.
"There's one more thing I'd like to discuss with you."
He hesitated slightly, but decided to speak frankly: "Recently, The Quibbler's criticism of Fudge's denial of Dumbledore's declaration of Voldemort's return seems a bit too radical. I know this is a matter of journalistic integrity, but the timing is not right. We need to slow down and avoid causing unnecessary trouble."
Seeing the displeasure on Mr. Lovegood's face, he quickly explained:
"This doesn't mean we should give up the pursuit of the truth, but we need to be more cautious. We can continue to collect evidence of Voldemort's return, and we can occasionally report some related signs to lay the groundwork for future reports. But for now, let's not directly link the signs to Voldemort, so as not to cause panic and confusion."
Then, he sincerely promised Mr. Lovegood:
"Rest assured, this situation won't last long. Jaina and I will continue our efforts at the official level. When the time is right, we will reveal the truth together. At that time, it will be the perfect opportunity for The Quibbler to replace The Daily Prophet as the leading media outlet."
Although still somewhat dissatisfied, Mr. Lovegood eventually reluctantly accepted this compromise.
Seeing that Mr. Lovegood finally nodded in agreement, Levin finally felt relieved.
However, the thought of the request that followed made him hesitant again.
“Mr. Lovegood, there is another matter I would like to ask for your opinion on.”
He paused, seemingly considering his words: "I would like to invite Luna to my home for a period of magical training... if you agree."
As soon as Levin finished speaking, Luna eagerly stood up:
"let's go!"
The father was not given any opportunity to express his opinion.
Mr. Lovegood was caught off guard by Luna's sudden action. He stood there dumbfounded, opening his mouth as if to say something.
However, Luna had already grabbed Levin's hand and quickly walked outside.
In the end, he could only look down blankly at the two concert tickets in his hand and let out a sigh.
"You can't stay in college if you're a female student!"
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"You just went out?"
As soon as Levin got home, Hermione caught him.
Hermione arrived very early this holiday.
After returning home for summer vacation, she didn't seem to appreciate the peaceful life at home, and instead went to Levin's place every few days.
This prompted Mr. Granger to echo the sentiments of Mr. Lovegood.
"Yeah, I just went out to take care of some errands and stopped by the Weasleys' house," Levin replied frankly.
"You've gone to find your new love, haven't you?"