As for luck, if it's very good, it's called shit luck; if it's bad, it's called bloody bad luck.
Obviously everyone is a noble and rare family of witches and mediums. Why is it that my grandmother and aunt are so famous in the family tree, but I have never used witchcraft correctly once, and I obviously helped the uncle next door steal the broken pipe. They repaired it secretly, but flooded other people's homes; they obviously helped the grandma across the street to make the TV work better, but they caused it to spit out green smoke and die... There are countless such cases, and this time they actually attracted a fake ancient handsome man? Is this a disaster coming from the sky, or is it a blessing in disguise?