For the remainder of his sixth year, Ludwig Lovegood didn't waste a single second. His days were filled with practice, discovery, and deep contemplation that shaped him into a wizard who was no longer just a young genius—but a budding legend whose strength was beginning to be recognized behind the curtain of the wizarding world.
Every night after classes, he would slip into the enchanted trunk given to him by Nicolas Flamel, a place that had now transformed into his personal research tower. With Helena Ravenclaw, he delved into ancient magic, complex runes, and cross-civilizational alchemy. Helena no longer called him "a curious young man"—but had begun to see him as the successor to great ideas once lost to history. In the floating library within the trunk, they discussed, experimented, created, and wrote new theories never before explored at Hogwarts.
But it wasn't just profound knowledge he pursued.
In the Room of Requirement, Ludwig created a duel simulation room—a space with protective enchantments, morphing walls, and magical challenges that continuously evolved with the user's ability. There, Professor Flitwick challenged him to real duels. The diminutive professor might seem cheerful and small, but in combat, he was a world-class duelist. He emphasized the importance of spell efficiency, combining defense and offense, and controlling emotions during a duel.
"Your power is extraordinary, Ludwig," Flitwick said one night after a long duel. "But magic isn't just about power. It's about precision, intuition, and vision... And you possess all three."
Each duel with Flitwick sharpened Ludwig further. He learned to blend ancient magic from Helena with modern reflexes from high-level dueling. In some duels, he even managed to develop combination spells, such as runic defenses that deflected curses back to the attacker, or elemental transformation-based attacks.
While his nights were spent with Helena and dueling, his weekend afternoons were always taken to the Forbidden Forest.
With his camouflage magical cloak, Ludwig explored the depths of the forbidden woods, collecting rare plants, researching the habitats of magical creatures, and recording everything he found in his Private Grimoire. He began transferring some of these plants and creatures into his Independent Space—a magical realm that was now his vast personal territory: with Thestral farms, clear water pools where Hippogriffs bathed, Mandrake gardens, Gillyweed fields, and even a small lake he filled with an artificial ecosystem.
Within this Independent Space, Ludwig was building his own little world. A place where knowledge, wonder, and hope united. A place that could only be possessed by someone who truly understood the value of creation, not just mastery.
And quietly, though no one knew yet… Ludwig was beginning to orchestrate something far grander. An idea that would change the wizarding world forever.
But time was still marching on, and the sixth year was not yet over. Hogwarts still held its mysteries. And the dark skies outside were beginning to churn with clouds of unknown origin.
The sixth year at Hogwarts finally ended. At King's Cross station, the Hogwarts Express came to a long screeching halt, steam billowing into the summer air. Students disembarked one by one, carrying trunks, cats, owls, and memories from an unforgettable year.
Ludwig stepped off the train with Charlie, Percy, Fred, and George Weasley. The five of them looked more mature, more grown-up. They had weathered a year full of challenges and growth, both in and out of the classroom. Even Fred and George—usually full of jokes—looked a little serious this time, discussing the duel cards and the small business plans they had begun to dream of since encountering Lovegood Store.
Amidst the station's hustle and bustle, Xenophilius and Pandora Lovegood were waiting with Luna, who immediately ran to hug Ludwig upon seeing him. As always, Luna's smile was as bright as the sun, and a small creature resembling a "Pixie-Bee" perched in her hair, a gift from Perenelle during their last summer visit.
After brief greetings and some laughter-filled hugs with the Weasley family, Ludwig prepared for the summer holiday, which this time he would spend again at the residence of Nicolas Flamel and his wife, Perenelle. He asked his parents for permission with a calm smile and polite tone, as usual.
"Father, Mother... I wish to return to Mr. Flamel's home for further study. He said there's still much he can teach me before I graduate next year."
Pandora patted his shoulder with pride, while Xenophilius merely nodded slowly, though his eyes were glistening.
"Remember to write down every piece of knowledge you gain, my son. This world needs clear thinkers like you."
Luna, of course, didn't want to be left behind. With her characteristic enthusiasm, she immediately said,
"I'm coming too! Perenelle promised to show me the crystal butterfly nests that appear during the full moon."
And so, the next day, Ludwig and Luna flew aboard the Lovegood family's private carriage towards France, to Flamel's home, hidden behind mountains and protected by ancient enchantments that could only be opened by those personally invited.
Upon their arrival, Nicolas and Perenelle welcomed them as if they were their own grandchildren. The old house standing amidst the alchemist's garden was just as warm—filled with the aroma of herbs, old paper, and the scent of burnt metal from the underground laboratory.
"Welcome back, Master Ludwig," Nicolas said with a small laugh. "You're just in time. I'm trying to perfect a new transmutation—and I need a young genius to make sure I don't blow the roof off my house."
Perenelle gently patted Luna's head, then led her to the back garden.
"There are new animals that hatched last month. They only come out if you talk to them, Luna."
This holiday was not just a break. It was a return to a place where dreams and magic blended into reality, and Ludwig knew—this summer would be a bridge to something far greater than ever before.
During his stay at Nicolas Flamel's house, Ludwig's days were filled with warm summer sunlight and the scent of thriving alchemical plants in the back garden. However, beneath that peaceful atmosphere, his mind was constantly preoccupied with one unfinished threat—Tom Riddle, Lord Voldemort.
On one quiet morning, Ludwig sat with Nicolas Flamel in a small pavilion beside the open-air laboratory, where they usually discussed alchemy. He held a cup of herbal tea, gazing into the distance.
"Mr. Flamel," he said seriously, "I want to learn more than just creating and understanding. I want to be able to fight. To protect. Not just myself, but my family, Luna, and everyone I cherish. This world isn't safe... I know that."
Nicolas looked at him for a long time, with the gaze of a teacher who knew the heavy burden his student carried.
"You have found a Horcrux... which means, the dark one is not entirely vanquished. And if he rises again, the wizarding world will once again be dark as before."
He sipped his tea, then nodded slowly.
"In that case, it's time for your training to reach its true level."
From that day on, Ludwig's training drastically changed. No longer was it just brewing elixirs or creating philosophical structures from metals and precious stones, but also training in magical combat and defensive arts based on alchemy.
Every morning began with reflex and self-defense training in Flamel's training room—a spacious room with a packed earth floor, ancient runic walls, and various automated training mechanisms. Nicolas taught him how to transform defensive spells into alchemical structures that reinforced magical barriers, how to create emergency weapons from surrounding elements, and most importantly—how to channel magical energy into rapid transmutation reactions.
Meanwhile, Luna also trained, and though her methods were always unique—like creating shields from glass shards bound with dancing spells—Nicolas welcomed that creativity.
"Magic isn't just about power, Luna," he said one afternoon. "But about understanding the deepest desires of matter and asking it to work with you."
Ludwig even began to develop his own fighting style, combining classic Hogwarts magic, dueling master defenses as he learned from Flitwick, and battlefield transmutation à la Flamel. With the help of his magical trunk, he practiced creating alchemical traps, crafting temporary armor, and even controlling elements within a limited scope.
In the evenings, they read ancient scrolls inherited from past alchemists, and Ludwig wrote everything down in his personal magical journal. Meanwhile, under the bright summer moon, Luna invited small animals from Flamel's menagerie to train together, creating combinations of magic and creatures that indirectly supported combat.
"I don't want to be a hero," Ludwig said softly one night, as he and Nicolas gazed at the stars. "I just want to have no regrets if that day comes."
Flamel placed his hand on Ludwig's shoulder.
"That desire... is a wizard's greatest strength. You're not just learning to fight, Ludwig. You are carving out a destiny."
And with that, their summer holiday was not just lessons and memories... but the beginning of a war slowly stirring at the edge of the wizarding world's shadows.
After several intensive and educational weeks at the residence of Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel, the summer holiday finally came to an end. That day, the sky looked bright, and the summer air felt softer, as if signaling that the next adventure awaited.
Ludwig and Luna stood in the Flamels' yard, wearing their traveling robes. Before them, an elegant carriage with a classic design and alchemical carvings softly gleaming in the sunlight stood ready. Four white Thestrals, the result of gentle experiments combining alchemy and purification magic, pulled the carriage. They were almost invisible to ordinary people, but to Luna and Ludwig, their beauty was captivating.
"Thank you for everything," Ludwig said to Nicolas and Perenelle, bowing deeply. "This training... means more than anything."
Perenelle hugged Luna tightly.
"You always have a home here," she said warmly.
With one graceful movement, the carriage gently lifted into the air before soaring high, leaving a golden mist that formed the symbol of the Philosopher's Stone in the Provencal sky.
Upon arriving at the Lovegood family home, the sweet scent of wild flowers and the green lawn greeted them. Pandora and Xenophilius immediately came out to welcome them with warm hugs, asking about everything Luna and Ludwig had learned while at the Flamels' house.
However, Ludwig knew—important business needed to start immediately. He looked at the sky for a moment, then raised his wand towards the afternoon sun.
"Expecto Patronum!"
From the tip of his wand, a Patronus emerged in the form of a giant raven. Unlike ordinary Patronuses that glowed softly, this raven possessed a fierce and resolute aura, as if holding a cold intelligence that could pierce the hearts of enemies. Its wings spread wide, and its talons seemed to scratch the sky as it flapped away—towards the Weasley residence.
A few hours later, Charlie Weasley arrived at the Lovegood home, accompanied by his siblings: Percy, now in his fourth year, and the twins Fred and George, who had just completed their first year at Hogwarts. Ron and Ginny also came along, and as usual, Luna greeted Ginny with a warm hug and immediately showed her some small animals from Perenelle's gift collection.
Charlie, upon seeing Ludwig, immediately walked over with long strides and clapped him on the shoulder.
"So, what on earth prompted your Patronus to chase me with an expression like it just came off a battlefield?" he said, half-joking.
Ludwig merely smiled faintly.
"Because this is going to be an important meeting. We have much to begin."
The Weasley children looked curious, and Fred immediately exclaimed,
"If this is about duel cards, we've prepared new decks! We even made a mixed card: Gandalf vs. Charizard!"
Everyone laughed. But Charlie, seeing the look in Ludwig's eyes, knew that this meeting wasn't just about dueling or cards—it was the beginning of something much bigger. And as always, he was ready to stand by his friend, facing whatever was to come.
At the Lovegood family home, the afternoon was filled with soft light emanating from the large stained-glass window on the upper floor of the Mage Tower—the family's study tower, which had now become a favorite gathering and training spot for the children.
Fred and George, as usual, were already squabbling over their duel cards, playfully teasing each other while assembling mixed decks of Pokémon characters and creatures from Middle-earth.
"Are you really sure Clefairy can defeat a Balrog?" George taunted Fred. "If she uses Moonblast with the power of love, anything is possible," Fred retorted without hesitation.
Ron and Ginny practiced in another small arena, trying out new combinations of elemental cards. Meanwhile, Luna sat quietly with a happy expression, arranging a deck with a fairy theme and cute Pokémon like Happiny and Milotic.
"I'm going to make the most beautiful deck for Christmas this year," she said, hugging a small, purple-furred creature given to her by Perenelle Flamel.
On the lower floor of the Mage Tower, Ludwig led Charlie and Percy to his private study. The room was surrounded by shelves filled with ancient magical books, alchemical journals, and maps of the wizarding world from various centuries. In the center of the room stood an old Pensieve filled with ancient alchemical carvings and illuminated by soft crystals on the ceiling.
Charlie immediately recognized it.
"A Pensieve? You want to show us memories?"
Ludwig nodded seriously.
"There's something I've been keeping... something important I can't explain with just words."
Percy looked nervous but curious. Ludwig raised his wand, drew a silvery thread of light from his temple, and dropped it into the Pensieve. The liquid rippled gently, then settled, like a lake surface waiting for them to dive in.
"Come," he said softly.
The three of them leaned down and touched their faces to the Pensieve.
In an instant, they were drawn into the memory. The mist vanished, and they stood in the middle of an Albanian forest, at night, with a dense, silent atmosphere. They saw Helena Ravenclaw—in her living, young, and beautiful form—carrying her mother's Diadem, looking confused and frightened.
They witnessed the tragic story as the Bloody Baron, sent to retrieve Helena, was consumed by rage and jealousy. The scene of the murder was vividly depicted, followed by deep regret until the Baron stabbed himself. Then, everything turned into silvery ash, revealing the transformation of the Diadem, now contaminated by powerful dark magic—transformed into a Horcrux.
The next flash showed Dumbledore's unease upon receiving the Diadem from Ludwig and Miss Grey, until it was finally confirmed by Nicolas Flamel as a Horcrux.
The memory ended. The three emerged from the Pensieve in silence.
Charlie let out a heavy breath.
"My goodness... so this is why. This... isn't just a card game or a shop. You're preparing for something much bigger."
Ludwig looked at both of them, his gaze deep and clear.
"Voldemort isn't dead. And he will return. I don't know when, but I won't just sit idly by. I want you to know, and to be with me."
Percy, usually skeptical, was silent, his eyes wide with fear and responsibility.
"Ludwig... what can we do to help?"
Ludwig smiled faintly, full of conviction.
"Training. Preparation. You two will be important parts. The wizarding world must be ready... and we will be its beginning."
Within Ludwig's private room, after the previous serious atmosphere began to dissipate, Ludwig sat in a large dragon-hide armchair, while Charlie and Percy took seats opposite him. The candlelight glowed softly, reflecting a gentle gleam from the walls filled with books, alchemical notes, and rare magical equipment.