Really, as the twins said, the Lovegood home is not too far away. They rode a flying broom,and flew across hills, until they reached an unusual house. Behind the house was a huge black cylinder with an ugly replica of the moon hanging in the afternoon, looks like a huge piece! ”
“We are here,” said one of the twins, “this is the house.”
“The house is like a huge chess piece!” Ron exclaimed.
Landing at the door of the house, they saw three pieces of some painted markings set on a collapsed door. The first one says: sing and tune, edit, thank. The second says: pick your own parasite. The third reads, do not try to drive the plum.
They slowly opened the creaky door, and a z-shaped path leading to the front door was covered with a variety of strange plants, including a Dirigible plum bush. Two old hawthorns trees swayed in the wind, and the bare branches were covered with heavy berries and red fruit. A head that looks like an eagle’s head stood on a branch and looked at them.
“It’s no wonder that Luna will live in this place,” Ginny said, “No wonder she’ s always so strange.”
“Luna is the daughter of Xenophilius and Pandora,” said one of the twins. “In the past, she occasionally played with Ginny in the vicinity of the house, but something later happened, and now you could hardly see Luna near her home.”
“But there’s a little bit of truth in what Ginny says. That girl is really strange and it is accurate to say that the Lovegoods are all very strange!” Said the other of the twins.
Fred or George (Charles can not tell the twins) knocked on the heavy black door covered with nails three times.
Just a few seconds passed and the door was opened. There stood a tall man with
a pair of slender eyes, and shoulder-length white hair.
“Hello, Fred and George,” he said with a smile.
“I am Fred, I am George.” said the twins.
“Don’t play an old man like me. I swear even your mother can not distinguish between you two.” He looked at George and the other people, saying :” These are your brother and sister? Then he pointed to Charles said:” The this is your friend!”
“Yes,” replied the twins, “this is our sister, Ginny, and our brother, Ron.” Then they
pointed to Charles and said: “This is Charles and he really wanted to see you.”
Then they turned to Charles and said,” This is the editor of The Quibbler, Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood.
“Hello, Mr. Lovegood,” Charles stretched out his hand, “I am Charles Gooles. I really like your magazine.
“Thank you,” said Xenophilius politely and shook hands. He said, “Welcome to the Lovegood household.”
Everyone entered the house, and now they stood in a strange kitchen. The room was round, which made Charles feel like walking into a huge playroom. All things were to match the walls, and made into a curved shape- the furnace, the sink, and the cupboard, etc. – and they are painted with bright colors of flowers, insects and birds. “Strange aesthetics!” Charles exclaimed.
“Thank you for your praise! Mr. Gooles. People usually feel that this is very…”
“Everybody has his own aesthetics, no need to change for someone else’s point of view!” Charles exclaimed.
“Wise look, Charles. Few people would think so!” Xenophilius seemed to be a
bit excited because of the praise. “You must be a Ravenclaw!”
“Unfortunately, he is a Gryffindor!” The twins interrupted.
“It ‘s a pity!” He said, because Charles was like-minded, but sadly, was not in Ravenclaw. “You should be Ravenclaw.”
“This is not important sir!” Charles said, “There is no fixed password on the door of the Ravenclaw Public Lounge, as long as you can answer the question, you can enter.”
“I do not know why you are a Gryffindor! But I like you regardless!” He said.
“Luna is fishing outside, and will come back soon,” he said, adding that they should be introduced to Luna, his daughter.
Charles nodded his head.
Xenophilius asked “Are you interested in visiting my studio?” and everyone naturally nodded, agreeing.
He took a pedestrian route through a spiral wrought iron staircase that lead to the
second floor and arrived. The room crashed loudly inside, and from time to time came the sound of heavy blows. “This is my studio.” He smiled and said: “We need to be careful inside.” Then they all went in. This room is like both the living room and office, although relatively smaller and is also round. The layout looks a bit like a maze, where there are a pile of books stacked neatly together. There are some rare magic creatures beating their wings, mouth issuing a crackling sound, hanging from the ceiling.
There is a wooden machine with magic making it work. Looking for a while, Charles recognized that this is Taiwan’s old-fashioned printing press, because of it’s printing noise.
On the side of a chaotically curved wooden board, there is a statue of a beautiful and serious witch, who was wearing a strange looking scarf. Around her head was a sparkly golden headset. The front of a belt was of a pair of sparkling blue little wings, another belt was tied with a carrot. Due to the… unusual fashion taste, Charles suspected that this is the mother of Luna, who died.
“It’s a headset that can eliminate everything that distracts the thinker, and this,” he said, pointing to the little wings: “Is a thought propeller, which increases the chance of inspiration, and finally,” (Gesturing at the carrots), “that can help feed you imagination.”
“How very avant-garde!” Charles has always been full of curiosity about these ancient things.
“You really are a man who knows how to appreciate!” He said, “I’ll have to talk to you about so many thing! It’s going to fantastic.”
“I am honored!” Charles replied excitedly.
Really, as the twins said, the Lovegood home is not too far away. They rode a flying broom,and flew across hills, until they reached an unusual house. Behind the house was a huge black cylinder with an ugly replica of the moon hanging in the afternoon, looks like a huge piece! ”
“We are here,” said one of the twins, “this is the house.”
“The house is like a huge chess piece!” Ron exclaimed.
Landing at the door of the house, they saw three pieces of some painted markings set on a collapsed door. The first one says: sing and tune, edit, thank. The second says: pick your own parasite. The third reads, do not try to drive the plum.
They slowly opened the creaky door, and a z-shaped path leading to the front door was covered with a variety of strange plants, including a Dirigible plum bush. Two old hawthorns trees swayed in the wind, and the bare branches were covered with heavy berries and red fruit. A head that looks like an eagle’s head stood on a branch and looked at them.
“It’s no wonder that Luna will live in this place,” Ginny said, “No wonder she’ s always so strange.”
“Luna is the daughter of Xenophilius and Pandora,” said one of the twins. “In the past, she occasionally played with Ginny in the vicinity of the house, but something later happened, and now you could hardly see Luna near her home.”
“But there’s a little bit of truth in what Ginny says. That girl is really strange and it is accurate to say that the Lovegoods are all very strange!” Said the other of the twins.
Fred or George (Charles can not tell the twins) knocked on the heavy black door covered with nails three times.
Just a few seconds passed and the door was opened. There stood a tall man with
a pair of slender eyes, and shoulder-length white hair.
“Hello, Fred and George,” he said with a smile.
“I am Fred, I am George.” said the twins.
“Don’t play an old man like me. I swear even your mother can not distinguish between you two.” He looked at George and the other people, saying :” These are your brother and sister? Then he pointed to Charles said:” The this is your friend!”
“Yes,” replied the twins, “this is our sister, Ginny, and our brother, Ron.” Then they
pointed to Charles and said: “This is Charles and he really wanted to see you.”
Then they turned to Charles and said,” This is the editor of The Quibbler, Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood.
“Hello, Mr. Lovegood,” Charles stretched out his hand, “I am Charles Gooles. I really like your magazine.
“Thank you,” said Xenophilius politely and shook hands. He said, “Welcome to the Lovegood household.”
Everyone entered the house, and now they stood in a strange kitchen. The room was round, which made Charles feel like walking into a huge playroom. All things were to match the walls, and made into a curved shape- the furnace, the sink, and the cupboard, etc. – and they are painted with bright colors of flowers, insects and birds. “Strange aesthetics!” Charles exclaimed.
“Thank you for your praise! Mr. Gooles. People usually feel that this is very…”
“Everybody has his own aesthetics, no need to change for someone else’s point of view!” Charles exclaimed.
“Wise look, Charles. Few people would think so!” Xenophilius seemed to be a
bit excited because of the praise. “You must be a Ravenclaw!”
“Unfortunately, he is a Gryffindor!” The twins interrupted.
“It ‘s a pity!” He said, because Charles was like-minded, but sadly, was not in Ravenclaw. “You should be Ravenclaw.”
“This is not important sir!” Charles said, “There is no fixed password on the door of the Ravenclaw Public Lounge, as long as you can answer the question, you can enter.”
“I do not know why you are a Gryffindor! But I like you regardless!” He said.
“Luna is fishing outside, and will come back soon,” he said, adding that they should be introduced to Luna, his daughter.
Charles nodded his head.
Xenophilius asked “Are you interested in visiting my studio?” and everyone naturally nodded, agreeing.
He took a pedestrian route through a spiral wrought iron staircase that lead to the
second floor and arrived. The room crashed loudly inside, and from time to time came the sound of heavy blows. “This is my studio.” He smiled and said: “We need to be careful inside.” Then they all went in. This room is like both the living room and office, although relatively smaller and is also round. The layout looks a bit like a maze, where there are a pile of books stacked neatly together. There are some rare magic creatures beating their wings, mouth issuing a crackling sound, hanging from the ceiling.
There is a wooden machine with magic making it work. Looking for a while, Charles recognized that this is Taiwan’s old-fashioned printing press, because of it’s printing noise.
On the side of a chaotically curved wooden board, there is a statue of a beautiful and serious witch, who was wearing a strange looking scarf. Around her head was a sparkly golden headset. The front of a belt was of a pair of sparkling blue little wings, another belt was tied with a carrot. Due to the… unusual fashion taste, Charles suspected that this is the mother of Luna, who died.
“It’s a headset that can eliminate everything that distracts the thinker, and this,” he said, pointing to the little wings: “Is a thought propeller, which increases the chance of inspiration, and finally,” (Gesturing at the carrots), “that can help feed you imagination.”
“How very avant-garde!” Charles has always been full of curiosity about these ancient things.
“You really are a man who knows how to appreciate!” He said, “I’ll have to talk to you about so many thing! It’s going to fantastic.”
“I am honored!” Charles replied excitedly.
