Parker's back here with her lunch, obtained from the NPC Deli: caviar on little crackers, gouda cheese, white grapes, crudites with strawberry jam, shrimp on toasties, and mini-gooseberry tartlets.
"Thanks. For my journalism class, I'm going to be looking to Professor Skeeter's writing for inspiration to make my own writing better." Peter somehow managed to say that with a straight face. "Unfortunately, The Daily Prophet doesn't have internet archives, so I was wondering if we might have some stuff from a magical, otherdimensionly newspaper somewhere in the library," Peter explained. "Any help you could give would be great."
"There's a little bit of truth in everything," Peter said. "Like the fact that I've seen the error in my ways when it comes to antagonizing Professor Skeeter."
He lowered his voice briefly. "The main error was not being sneaky enough. But I really am going to be following her style. I'm sure it'll make a impact by the end of the semester." There may have been a wink. "So, can you help me?"
Rory arched one brow. "Yup. Give me a sec to figure out where back issues of the Prophet would be."
She rolled her chair over to the computer and typed in a few keywords. When she got a result, she scribbled it down on a scrap of paper and headed towards the stacks, beckoning Peter along.
"Okay, should be back in here," she mused as she led the way into stacks and stacks of newspapers of all kinds, obviously from various dimensions. "What year are we looking at? Do you know?"
Zero stopped. "I am. I gave the Creature Languages students the wrong vocab sheets. They were about candygrams. How are candygrams supposed t'stop a shark bitin' your squalling leg off??"
Sam didn't let herself think about why there were vocab sheets for Creature Languages about candygrams, or she'd be slamming her head into the desk next to Zero.
"Maybe the sharks will be so distracted by all the sugar and the fact that humans are speaking to them that they'll be amused and leave them alone?"
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