68. Roar

Neville continued to stare at the beautiful blonde girl sitting at the Ravenclaw table... She was beautiful and Neville felt mesmerised by her quirky charm.

Neville couldn't think straight, her beautiful blue eyes were hypnotising, her butterbeer cork necklace made her neck look even prettier than what it had before.

"ROAR" Luna's lion hat gave a rather large roar, and a loud banging sound could be heard from the Gryffindor table.

Turning around, Luna saw Neville lying in a heap on the ground, obviously having just fallen off his chair.

"Hmmm… Must be those pesky Crumple-Horned Snorkacks!” sighed Luna.