"You like these little guys very much?" Howl said.
"En." Luna nodded, "My father says every little creature is a little spirit of nature."
As she spoke, the large and small Unicorns walked over, as if, under the care of their parents, they had come to play with a little friend.
The little Unicorn affectionately rubbed Luna's hand, making happy snorting sounds.
"Professor, do you want to pet him?"
"No." Howl shook his head. The large Unicorn opposite him was watching him warily.
Cats are not likable characters in nature, and Unicorns do not like males, let alone the aura he emitted, which was not particularly peaceful.
He was afraid that if he got any closer, the large Unicorn would become agitated.
"Professor, then do you know about Crumple-Horned Snorkacks?" Luna suddenly asked curiously.
"I heard your father mention them in your magazine, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to find any traces of their existence." Howl said, "Perhaps… they once existed, but have now disappeared."
"Really?"
"Perhaps I just haven't found them." Howl smiled, "All right, now that you've seen your friends, I think it's time for you to leave here."
"Okay." Luna said, then waved to the Unicorns, "Goodbye."
On the way back, the Little witch asked that question again.
"Professor, what is the Spirit Realm?"
Howl explained, "The Spirit Realm is a world formed when a world accumulates enough spirituality to undergo a qualitative change."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, "Of course, this is just conceptual, theoretical stuff. This world doesn't have a Spirit Realm. Those ghosts all exist in the real world."
"Should ghosts live in the Spirit Realm?"
"Theoretically, yes." Howl nodded, not having much to say about this matter. The vast world is ever-changing, and what he said was merely a deduction based on theory and experience, not a fact.
Misleading students, let's not do that.
"Can I tell my father about this?" Luna inquired.
Her tone was like singing, with anti-logical inflections.
"Of course you can, feel free." Howl nodded, "But I suggest, if your father is going to publish this in The Quibbler, people might not…"
"Oh, no, he won't." Luna shook her head, "My father won't steal your theory; he'll put your name, Professor, on it."
Howl fell silent, his peripheral vision constantly observing the girl.
"You need to understand, this theory, in this world, is like a joke."
"Oh! So that's what you meant, Professor." Luna suddenly understood, "Father won't mind." she said.
"Truth belongs to the world, and error belongs to the age."
The little girl's face showed an expression of indifference, "No matter what, speaking it out is the most important thing."
"Did your father say that?" Howl smiled.
"Mm-hmm."
"He's a very thoughtful person." Howl affirmed.
After seeing off the little girl who had run into the Forbidden Forest, as soon as he reached his office door, he saw a bored Ron, and beside him, there were large and small bags of things.
The boy was squatting beside these bags, concentrating on bending his fingers.
He was bending them backward, towards the back of his hand, with cracking sounds.
"You brat, I told you not to do such silly things." Howl slapped him on the head.
"Oh, Professor, you're finally here." Ron quickly stood up.
"Finally? How long have you been waiting here?" Howl asked in surprise, pushing open the office door.
"Uh… about half an hour, I guess. Fred and George said you were looking for me… Wait! You weren't looking for me?! I've been tricked by them?!"
"No, I actually do have something for you, but I told them to have you come over later." Howl smiled, "Come in."
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