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In Peter’s dream, he was back in his fifth year.
"So, what do you expect me to do?" Dumbledore asked after hearing his report.
"Uh..." Peter glanced around nervously before cautiously suggesting, "Maybe you could stop them from sneaking out at night?"
Dumbledore sighed. "If I catch them, given their plans and actions, I would have no choice but to expel them."
Peter wondered, Had Dumbledore known all along and simply allowed it?
He said, "But Snape nearly died. I know it wasn’t Remus’s fault, but..."
Dumbledore interrupted, "What Sirius did was wrong, and James shares the blame. But you and Remus are not entirely innocent either. You only come to me after the situation has become this severe—do you expect me to expel all of Gryffindor in your year?"
"No! No, no, I never meant that!" Peter stammered. "I just... I just..."
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Before Sirius and the others did something truly fatal...
Dumbledore added, "I don’t want anyone to know that you are a tattletale. Otherwise, even if they were expelled, no one in this school would dare befriend you."
"I-I, but... then what am I supposed to do? Are you really going to do nothing?" Peter asked, his voice rising in frustration.
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Tell James and the others to practice shooting at the Whomping Willow’s knot themselves. And from now on, you will no longer join them on their night-time adventures."
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Why does Professor Dumbledore keep things like this in his drawer? Peter thought and asked hesitantly, "What if they insist that I have to join them?"
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That is my lesson for you. Not for me, but for yourself."
He slid the gun toward Peter.
Peter felt that his honesty had only landed him in deeper trouble, Dumbledore wasn’t here to help him at all.
Dumbledore blinked. "This our little secret."
Peter had no choice but to pick up the toy gun, sighing silently as he nodded in reluctant agreement.
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Tom pressed the doorbell of the Lovegood household.
“Who is it?” Xenophilius Lovegood peered through the peephole and saw Tom standing outside.
Through the door, Tom said, “I’m here for a job interview, sir.”
Xenophilius opened the door slightly and said, “We’re not hiring editors, but we do accept article submissions.”
Tom shook his head. “I’m not here to apply as an editor—I want to be your daughter's tutor.”
Xenophilius took a few seconds to process this. “Tutor?”
Tom hesitated for a moment before explaining, “Um, Luna and I are friends.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs0u3BAmpgc
I heard she doesn’t want to go back to school, so I thought maybe I could come live here and study with her.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡejSznssEQS
You wouldn’t need to pay me; I can help around the house in exchange for a place to stay. Because… well, my... dad kicked me out.”
This wasn’t the first time Tom had created a job for his employer out of thin air.
Xenophilius blinked, still processing the request. He was used to Luna’s whimsical ideas, so despite his surprise, he managed to respond, “But Luna’s never mentioned you before! What’s your name? How old are you?”
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I was homeschooled too. Although I haven’t taken my N.E.W.T.s yet, I’m definitely ready. I brought textbooks with me—you can quiz me on any subject right now, about anything. Sir, I really need this job.”
Before Xenophilius could decide, Luna appeared.
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But if you don’t let him in, he’ll definitely kill you. Really.”
Tom looked embarrassed.
Xenophilius burst into laughter at his daughter’s deadpan joke. “Hahaha! Come in, then. What kind of tea do you like?”
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“So, why did your father kick you out?” Xenophilius asked while pouring tea for Tom.
He had heard of the Scamander family’s deep involvement in magical creature research and conservation.
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I don’t have enough allowance to afford my rent for a whole year, and since I’m already seventeen, asking for more money feels… wrong. So…”
Xenophilius nodded thoughtfully, and asked, “And how did you and Luna meet?”
Tom glanced at Luna, who was watching him silently.
“Luna wrote a letter to my family asking about the possible existence of the Chamber of Secrets’ monster. Since my relatives knew I specialized in subterranean creatures, they forwarded the letter to me. I didn’t tell her about my theories—I just advised her not to take any risks. Then… we became pen pals.”
Tom looked at Xenophilius with sincere eyes, Luna mirrored his calm expression, despite their racing hearts. They both hoped Xenophilius wouldn’t ask any more questions.
Finally, Xenophilius sighed in relief. “Luna once told me she hadn’t made any new friends at Hogwarts. That scared me.”
Luna forced a stiff smile. "I thought I hadn’t, either. Tom, I thought you didn’t think I was qualified.”
Tom took a deep breath. “I sincerely apologize. Luna, would you be my friend?”
Xenophilius watched how Tom looked at Luna and suddenly felt uneasy. He quickly interrupted, “Tom—cough cough—thank you for coming, but we really can’t take you in.”
Luna protested. “Why not, Dad?”
Xenophilius said firmly, “You need to go back to Hogwarts and meet more people. Luna, please listen to me—you need social interaction.”
Luna frowned. “Too many people are cruel to me. They hurt me. I just…”
Tom added, “Luna has tried so hard. Her mind is beyond extraordinary—”
Xenophilius cut him off, annoyed. “I don’t need you to tell me how to raise my daughter!”
Tom immediately shut his mouth.
Luna, quietly furious, got up, ran upstairs, and slammed the door.
Tom and Xenophilius exchanged glances.
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Xenophilius spoke while casting spells to clean up the house. Dishes washed themselves in the sink, dust vanished from the floor, crumpled parchment sheets neatly stacked themselves, and expired food disappeared from the fridge.
"Luna isn't suited for homeschooling alone. She's too easily distracted—she needs some pressure. I can’t give her daily exams, lectures, and assignments while managing this magazine alone. I barely have time for housework as it is. She used to help, but I’ve forbidden it. Her time should be spent on studying and preparing for her future! She hasn’t even explored other career paths or subjects yet. Hogwarts is the best place for her to grow."
Tom waited until the cleaning spells settled before replying.
"That’s exactly why I think I’d be the perfect tutor. Luna will listen to me."
Xenophilius sighed. "Tom, I must be direct. I don’t want Luna to start dating too early. You’re such a handsome boy, but she’s too young. Please, at least wait until she’s seventeen."
Tom looked uncomfortable. "I only see Luna as a friend. We just met today. I just… believe she needs a different kind of education. She’s an extraordinary witch, but the world doesn’t see what she sees. This world could drive her mad."
Xenophilius noticed the genuine concern in Tom’s eyes and felt more inclined to trust him.
"Luna needs to learn independence. One day, I’ll be gone. I don’t want her to just find a good husband to take care of her—I want her to change this world. I want this world to accept her ‘madness.’"
Tom thought for a moment, then said softly, "But isn’t avoiding the world also a form of coexistence? Luna can’t hide at Hogwarts. Fighting back for herself means breaking the rules, but if she doesn’t, the bullying only gets worse.
Those tiny, thoughtless words, those seemingly insignificant pranks, build up over time... No matter how strong someone is, no one can survive that forever.
Luna is already brave. She will change the world, but not by destroying herself in the process. She needs proper rest and affirmation to grow. And Hogwarts doesn’t give her that."
Xenophilius was silent for a long time. Then, with a sigh, he said, "Fine. You can stay for a while. We have a guest room."
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"Why did you choose that name, Rolf?"
Luna asked as she wandered into Tom’s room while he was unpacking.
Xenophilius was still busy working downstairs in his study room, too occupied to pay them any mind.
Tom sat on the bed and said, "Professor chose it. He asked if I had any objections, but I didn’t have any particular thoughts about it."
Luna tilted her head. "The honor and fame of the wolf—was that Professor’s impression of you?"
Tom shrugged. "Maybe he thought of werewolves at the time. This year, He planned to hire a werewolf to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. After all, this whole thing started because of that werewolf’s admission to Hogwarts, so..."
Luna's curiosity sparked. "What werewolf? What thing?"
She hadn’t been in touch with Ginny over the summer.
A few months ago, when Ginny returned to Hogwarts, Luna had congratulated her briefly before asking if Tom had died.
Ginny had simply said no but didn’t offer any further details.
The school year went by, exams were dismissed, and on the train ride home, Ginny was surrounded by her large Weasley family. There hadn’t been an opportunity for Luna to talk to her.
So Luna silently assumed she had been "left out."
Tom recalled that he had ordered Ginny to keep everything a secret, so it made sense that she hadn’t told Luna anything.
He shut the door, cast a Soundproofing Charm, and told Luna everything that had happened from the beginning.
"...So this year, Harry Potter's mission is to uncover the truth and save his godfather." He concluded. Luna listened, utterly captivated.
Just then—clack, clack—footsteps approached.
"Luna, Tom, dinner’s ready!"
Xenophilius sighed as he called them out. He wasn’t thrilled about them being alone in a room together. His daughter was only twelve, and the boy was only seventeen years old.
Their relationship seemed to be progressing a little too fast...
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"I've decided—I’m going back to Hogwarts!"
Luna announced excitedly at the dinner table.
Xenophilius and Tom were both taken aback, exchanging a glance.
"Sweetheart, are you really sure? I won’t pressure you anymore," Xenophilius said cautiously.
Tom objected, "Sirius Black isn’t some thrilling adventure. Dumbledore might not be able to keep things under control."
But Luna ignored him entirely, continuing with excitement. "I’m going to learn Animagus too! It’s so cool!"
Xenophilius was delighted by his daughter’s enthusiasm. After all, Black wasn’t targeting her, so he wasn’t particularly worried. He said, "Thank you, Tom."
Luna grinned. "Rolf! I’m calling him Rolf from now on! I love that name!"
Tom, swept up by Luna’s infectious energy, didn’t argue any further.
"Alright, from now on, call me Rolf."
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"You want me to capture Sirius Black myself, to avenge James, don’t you?" Remus said to Dumbledore, As He was persuading him to become a teacher.
Dumbledore replied, "You were once friends. Perhaps you can see through his intentions. Besides, don’t you want to meet Harry?"
Remus’s face turned pale. "I don’t believe in revenge. Even if I killed him with my own hands, James and Lily wouldn’t come back. Harry doesn’t need my protection. I’m more of a danger to him. I’m a danger to everyone. You should leave. I shouldn’t have even enrolled at Hogwarts."
Dumbledore responded, "But you did enroll, received a good education, and became a great wizard. Remus, you owe me. Teach for a year, please? I can’t find anyone else to teach. Everyone’s so afraid of Sirius."
Remus hesitated. "But I’ve never taught before, and I don’t have any lesson plans."
Dumbledore smiled. "I have plenty of lesson plans, I just need someone to carry them out."
Remus thought for a moment. "But during the full moon..."
Dumbledore interrupted, "There’s Severus’s wolfsbane potion, and I’ll find someone to cover for those few days."
Remus considered for a bit more, then finally agreed.
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