Hogwarts' White Lord

In this dream, she wandered through a marvelous garden, met a boy named Ivan amidst the mist, and shared the simple joys of her dream with him.

Relaxed, unhurried, and without a care in the world.

This was Luna's state of mind at the moment.

So, seeing that Ivan didn't seem to appreciate the beautiful scenery around him but appeared somewhat puzzled, she felt it was a pity.

This place was so interesting; why didn't Ivan take a look?

"You're right," Ivan said softly, almost to himself, as he subconsciously reached out to touch her hair. It felt smooth and soft, not at all as unkempt as described in tales.

Luna didn't resist; she simply stood quietly.

She was like a pure and gentle little fawn—innocent, sweet, and serene.

"Can you take me for a walk, little Luna?" Ivan extended his hand, and she took it with a smile.

And so, hand in hand, the two of them began to explore this enchanting garden together.

If someone were to look down from above, they would see that this so-called garden was, in fact, an island floating in a vast space.

And there were countless such islands scattered across this world, in various shapes and sizes.

Various forms of life danced and played, creating a strange and beautiful scene rarely seen in the human world.

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"Chirp, chirp~~"

Sunlight streamed through the window, and Ivan woke from his sleep.

He remembered everything that had happened.

He and Luna had spent time playing with various microscopic creatures in the garden. The elf-like girl, with just a brief encounter, had brought Ivan a feeling of peace that seemed to purify his very soul.

Unknowingly, the two had wandered and explored together in the dream for a long time, until Luna's figure suddenly disappeared before him.

At first, Ivan panicked, worried that something might have happened to Luna.

But soon, he understood.

Luna had disappeared simply because she had woken up.

Unlike Ivan, whose soul was strong enough to stay without being forced back, Luna had likely entered that world by accident during her sleep.

"What a pity."

Thanks to his powerful soul, Ivan could enter the dream dimension anytime he wished.

Even now, if he closed his eyes and emptied his mind, he could return to that place.

"Is this a new ability?"

Ivan had a feeling that the more he visited the dream dimension, the closer his connection with it would become.

This wasn't a bad thing—in fact, it could be incredibly helpful to Ivan.

He called it the "dream dimension," though in essence, it was still part of the material world.

"There's a place in the Department of Mysteries called the 'Planet Room,' and the planets are celestial bodies in the universe."

Based on the magic knowledge he'd learned so far, wizards understood the concept of the universe, and some had even begun studying the connections between the stars and magic thousands of years ago.

In many ways, the civilization of wizards was far more advanced than that of Muggles.

Unfortunately, with the implementation of the Statute of Secrecy, wizarding society had come to a standstill.

Many of the once-grand explorations and discoveries had been shelved, and the magical world no longer shone with the same brilliance it once had.

"But what about the microscopic world?"

"Since Luna can enter that world, there must be others who have done something similar before her and me."

"What did those wizards call it?"

If the universe was an embodiment of the "grand" on a cosmic scale, then the dream dimension was the "tiny," a world in itself, yet existing at the opposite end of the spectrum.

"Small worlds contain vastness," Ivan thought, recalling the saying: the grand and the tiny, both are worlds, both are filled with life and their own guardians.

"Based on this, the wizard's worldview is truly extraordinary."

He wondered how many such gardens existed in the dream dimension, and whether the universe held magical life forms that differed from those on Earth.

Of course, these were not things Ivan could fully understand right now.

Knowing too much all at once wasn't necessarily a good thing.

Ivan was self-aware, so he quickly suppressed his more complex thoughts and recalled the pleasant time he had spent with Luna instead.

"Luna… what an incredible girl."

For some reason, Ivan envied Luna's outlook on life.

Perhaps only with Luna's carefree mindset could someone truly appreciate the mysteries of the dream dimension without getting overwhelmed.

"My soul attribute may be higher, but I'm not as at ease as Luna."

Ivan liked Luna very much; being with her made him feel both happy and relaxed.

It was a pity that they could only meet in dreams.

And with Luna's soul attribute, she couldn't enter and leave the dream dimension at will.

"What a shame."

Ivan had a strong desire to study the dream dimension and to create magic that could engage with microscopic elements.

But human energy was limited.

Ivan still needed to research bloodline reversion, magical transformation, and many other subjects.

The dream dimension was certainly fascinating, but that didn't mean it was more powerful or essential than other fields.

Compared to concepts like "death" or "time," magic at the microscopic level was not quite as advanced.

"Speaking of which, did Luna in the original book also enter the dream dimension?"

Ivan wasn't sure. "I remember Luna's mother was named Pandora, and she seemed to be a witch of extraordinary talent."

Ivan didn't know if the eccentric girl from the original book had ever entered the dream dimension. But even if Luna had a similar experience, she'd probably just consider it a dream.

For Luna, this kind of thing would be another adventure she occasionally experienced.

"It takes at least a soul attribute of 4 points to enter and exit freely."

"And I have a soul attribute of 5 points."

Ivan continued, "With strong enough magic, one begins to touch the rules that govern this realm."

He felt that Luna's soul attribute was likely very close to 4 points but hadn't quite reached it yet.

So, the creatures Luna often mentioned—like Nargles, Wrackspurts, and Crumple-Horned Snorkacks—might not all be her imagination. Luna believed in these creatures, perhaps because she'd actually seen them in her dreams.

If she played with them often enough in that dream world, anyone else might also wonder why such visions felt so real.

However, in the material world, Luna couldn't find friends to share these experiences with, leading others to think of her as odd.

"Let's take a look at Luna's future."

Ivan glanced at the full-length mirror on the wardrobe beside him. With a single thought, various images began to appear in his mind.

Soon, Ivan ended his prediction for Luna.

A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth—it was clear that he'd seen a very promising future for her.

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