Witch Weekly Magazine January 2015 | Page 10

told, is almost my mirror image in personality and looks, besides his coloring of course. Both boys enjoy the outdoors, we've taken them on every trip we go on. They love spending time with the Weasley clan even though they’re so much younger than them.

How's your father? Do you still work with him?

I occasionally still write for the Quibbler, but it's mostly managed by Daddy alone now. Sometimes though, he gets quite distracted by the twins so I help him meet his deadlines. He enjoys having them come visit. I think he gets a bit lonely at The Rook on his lonesome. Rolf and I actually decided that once the twins start at Hogwarts we're going to settle down and buy a house near Daddy for when the boys come home on holiday.

You've made quite a name for yourself in magizoology. Before the age of thirty you discovered the Gulping Plimpy and the Umgubular Slashkilter. You've also coauthored a few research papers with your husband on the existence of heliopaths and dabberblimps. What's next for you?

Rolf has promised me he'll help me locate the nargles again, but they're rather sneaky and now they know we're on to them. Perhaps we'll do more research on Thestrals. After the war there was a large number of people that could suddenly see them, but no one really understands them, I've always found them fascinating.

Do you think you always wanted to work in the field of magizoology?

When I was younger I fancied the idea of working with Daddy on the Quibbler for the rest of my life, but I always loved magical creatures. Daddy used to tell me so many stories about wonderful beasts that were out there, but no one was ever able to find because they were waiting on me. I think the idea really came to me at Hogwarts. My favorite class was Care of Magical Creatures. Hagrid was very kind and allowed me to come after hours to visit with all of the creatures. I still talk to him occasionally and he’s been very helpful in pointing me towards leads.

After this we continued chatting happily for about an hour and a half before she had to run off to pick up her twins. Luna Lovegood still speaks in a dreamy voice and exhibits an odd fashion sense, but when she discusses her beloved creatures and family it’s not hard to notice she's not the same girl everyone remembers.

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Do you think you always wanted to work in the field of magizoology?

When I was younger I fancied the idea of working with Daddy on the Quibbler for the rest of my life, but I always loved magical creatures. Daddy used to tell me so many stories about wonderful beasts that were out there, but no one was ever able to find because they were waiting on me. I think the idea really came to me at Hogwarts. My favorite class was Care of Magical Creatures. Hagrid was very kind and allowed me to come after hours to visit with all of the creatures. I still talk to him occasionally and he’s been very helpful in pointing me towards leads.

After this we continued chatting happily for about an hour and a half before she had to run off to pick up her twins. Luna Lovegood still speaks in a dreamy voice and exhibits an odd fashion sense, but when she discusses her beloved creatures and family it’s not hard to notice she's not the same girl everyone remembers.

Luna at a recent lecture on the Umgubular Slashkilter.

A Quick Magical Creature Review:

Dabberblimp: Incredibly fast flying creatures that come in many colourations depending on their locale.

Gulping Plimpy: Located at deeper levels of the sea than the simple Plimpy. A round fish typically the size of a toad with two webbed feet. Repelled by Gurdyroot.

Heliopath: Spirits made of fire, known for their ability to burn down entire villages in a matter of minutes. Heliopaths typically live solitary lives in dense forests.

Nargle: Sprite-like creatures thought to have become extinct after developing the evolutionary trick of invisibility. Known to hide in mistletoe

Umgubular Slashkilter: Proposed (by Lovegood) to be waif-like creatures of the highlands that move so quickly and at such a height that men's kilts waft up quickly—often resulting in embarrassment.