Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 145 Cedric’s Interview

Cedric sat on the sofa honestly and didn't do anything like peeking in, so he didn't know what Luna was writing.

What he didn't know even more was how to communicate with Luna. Judging from the way she was writing furiously, she was working harder than Granger. Cedric even began to regret that he didn't bring his notes with him. He might need them later.

Answer the professor's questions and so on.

[Mom, that boy suddenly looked very regretful. Is there really nothing wrong with him? 】

[It’s okay, dear, boys of this age are always full of weird ideas. Your father was the same way back then. He thought about finding Ravenclaw’s diadem all day long. Does he still think so now?

?]

【No more, mom, he made one himself.】

At this time, Al flew in front of the two of them on a flying carpet.

"ah?"

After spending such a long time together, Cedric could roughly guess what Mr. Al wanted to say.

"Just lemonade, sir," he said.

Luna also raised her head and looked at Al, who looked strange.

Then she lowered her head again and wrote in her notebook: "Mom, what do you want to drink?"

[Oh, my lovely little girl, mom is just a notebook now, and can’t drink anything - but I can have a taste of the Black Devil wine, okay? I’ve never drunk it before. 】

Luna raised her head again and said politely: "Two glasses of Black Devil wine, thank you."

Al looked at the black notebook and then at Luna. He snapped his paws, and a glass of lemonade, a glass of Black Devil wine, and, well, a glass of hot milk appeared on the table.

Cedric picked up the lemonade and drank it while quietly observing Luna. He found that she actually picked up the cup of hot milk and was about to pour it into the notebook. Fortunately, Al stopped her in time.

Al pinched his waist with one hand, pointed at the hot milk with the other hand, then pointed at Luna herself, and shouted angrily: "Yeah!"

"Mr. Al should be reminding you that this cup of hot milk is for you to drink." Cedric reminded in a loud voice: "As for this cup of strong liquor-eh?"

Cedric watched helplessly as Luna put the hot milk back on the table, then picked up the Black Devil wine and poured it onto the notebook. All of it was absorbed by the notebook without a drop leaking out.

So what is wrong?

Is it a drinking notebook?

Or was it the fact that this little girl originally planned to drink that glass of strong wine?

Just when Cedric was confused, Toby finally came over. He seemed to be here to discuss matters with Mr. Al. He took out a few pieces of parchment and stretched it out in front of Al, asking: "Take a good look at the choice."

If none of them work, I'll think about it again - oh, you can come and take a look too."

Cedric looked over curiously and found a pattern drawn on each piece of parchment.

The first picture shows Mr. Al holding a small shovel in his right hand and holding a magic ball in his left hand, sitting on a throne composed of black skulls.

The second picture shows Mr. Al holding a small shovel in his right hand and holding a black skull in his left hand.

In the third picture, even the shovel is gone, only Mr. Al and the skull are left. The skull is high up, as if looking down on everyone.

Luna only glanced at it and then looked away, and started writing and drawing in her notebook again.

Cedric asked hesitantly: "Professor, can I ask what this is?"

"The cover of the newspaper." Toby smiled and said: "It will also be the new logo of "The Quibbler". Oh, by the way, I haven't told you yet, I bought "The Quibbler". This magazine was originally owned by Love

Miss Good's family property is the girl sitting next to you, Luna Lovegood."

Cedric finally knew the other party's name, but before he could recover from the shock of Professor Hemmer transforming into a newspaper owner, he couldn't help but scream: "Cover?! Are you sure you want to use this pattern?"

As a cover? I mean, Mr. Al is indeed quite suitable, but the skull head is——"

Cedric suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet. He saw Professor Heimer's face visibly darkened, and his long hair that had been brushed back fell to his eyes. His eyes were staring at Cedric.

"What's wrong with a skull, Mr. Diggory?"

Cedric struggled for a while, but he finally said truthfully: "It looks very evil, Professor. Skulls are a symbol of evil in magic. You can't just because you are a black devil - that's not what I meant, eh."

Al snickered quietly, looking very proud.

Toby glared at Al and said: "There is no need for the sniffers. Few wizards understand how evil creatures they are."

Al turned around angrily and yelled at Toby.

Just when Cedric didn't know what to do, Luna suddenly raised the notebook with both hands, unfolded it and showed it to Toby.

Cedric looked over subconsciously and found that it was a sketch with a back. But even so, he could tell that this person was Professor Heimer. Even his hair was so thick that it was brushed back.

On his shoulders, there is also a frontal portrait of Mr. Al, sitting on his shoulders.

Al stared at the portrait for a while. He looked up at Toby, somewhat unsure of his decision.

"There is no skull," Toby muttered, "Forget it, just use this one."

Cedric had a vague feeling that Luna seemed to have succeeded in using this portrait to transform Professor Highmore from a dark devil into an ancient magic professor at Hogwarts. He really hoped that this was just an illusion.

Toby shifted his gaze to Cedric.

"Mr. Diggory," he said, "It's time to get down to business. I've called you here today for an interview."

"Oh?" Cedric blinked in confusion.

"The reporter is Miss Lovegood next to you."

"ah?"

"Don't worry, her father was originally the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler", so there should be no problem. He will mainly interview you about the process of making an automatic magic wand. Remember to emphasize the role of ancient magic - not just magic circles, but ancient magic.

.”

Cedric didn't know where to find fault. This so-called interview was so casual that it simply exceeded his imagination.

At the same time, Cedric saw Professor Heimer walking back to the previous "wall", picking up the magic ball, and gradually carving the portrait that Luna had shown on the wall.

"Are you planning to sell such a big magazine?" Cedric said in disbelief: "Even if it is sold to a giant, the giant can't understand it."

"You mean this?"

Toby turned around, and the magic ball continued to engrave the logo of the new version of "The Quibbler" - Toby with his back facing away, and Al on his shoulders from the front.

"This is specially provided to Hogwarts. It is specially used to be placed in the common rooms of each college. It is free for students to read. It can also replace the role of the bulletin board."

"It's so heavy that the students can't even open it."

"It's right if it sinks. It would be better if it sinks so hard that even the principal can't move it."

"What?!"

Cedric realized that he seemed to know something terrible.

He turned his head, hoping to see the same shock on Luna's face, or to help persuade Professor Heimer.

But Luna had already picked up the notebook seriously and asked him calmly: "Mr. Cedric Diggory?"

"It's me, I said, did you hear what the professor was saying -"

"Are you a vampire?"

"What?! I'm not a vampire, and I don't have vampire blood—"

"Then have you ever thought about becoming a vampire?"

".ah?"