Chapter 379 Interview with the Daily Prophet
The most influential newspaper in England.
When the Daily Prophet is operating at full capacity, its efficiency is still very high.
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Outside Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.
Ino was stopped by Rita, whom she had only met once.
"Hermione, go buy the book first, and don't forget to get my share."
Hearing this, Hermione looked hesitantly at the 'reputable' reporter in front of her, and after thinking for a moment, she finally nodded.
"Okay! Then I'll buy books first."
Watching Hermione enter the bookstore, Ino slowly turned around and said, "Miss Skeeter, let's go over there. It's been a long time since we had ice cream in Diagon Alley."
On the side, Rita looked along the line of sight. Diagonally across from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, the Florin Fusco Ice Cream Shop had slowly opened its door.
She didn't comment on Fusco's approach, but it was a bit snobbish to open the door when she saw someone today after being closed for the whole summer.
Of course, she also knows that this is an instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. It is estimated that from today, many shops in Diagon Alley will reopen.
After thinking about it, Rita immediately nodded and praised Eno's suggestion:
"Of course! Mr. Fusco's ice cream was also my favorite when I was a kid."
She wasn't lying about that, after all, Fusco spent most of his life selling ice cream in Diagon Alley.
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As an ice cream shop with a history, Fusco's store is also well-furnished.
Next to the display window outside the store, a simple table was set up.
After rejecting Mr. Fusco's kind umbrella, Ino picked up the packaged blueberry-flavored ice cream.
At the end of August, I was sitting on the street that had just been washed by the rain, feeling the humidity in the air and tasting the cold blueberry fruit.
"If you have anything to ask, please do it as soon as possible! Otherwise, my girlfriend will finish buying books and she won't have any free time."
On the wicker chair, Ino slowly ate ice cream while looking at the cautious Rita.
On the other side, after Rita received permission, she did not ask questions as impatiently as usual, but was a little hesitant.
Ino saw this but didn't say anything.
He gave him the opportunity to interview. Whether he takes it or not depends on the person involved. Thinking about it, as a gold medal reporter, you don't have only this ability.
At the moment, he was sitting quietly on the wicker chair, eating spoonfuls of ice cream from the bucket. As the top layer of blueberry flavor disappears, the chocolate flavor sandwiched in the middle also appears.
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Compared to Ino's leisurely attitude, Rita wished she had two brains to think at this moment.
She knew very well that this interview was different from the previous Triwizard Tournament.
If before, it was just a kind of respect for the stars of tomorrow, but after the battle of Hogsmeade, looking at the whole of England and even the world, no one dares to underestimate the young man in front of him.
This is the man who forced the Dark Lord away.
In a year and a half, all the film and television materials have been circulated.
Some people even set up some kind of research club privately and invited many knowledgeable people to analyze and discuss the content of the battle.
After a long period of analysis, we came to the conclusion that the Dark Lord was indeed defeated.
Although there was no life-killing curse in the battle, the dense clouds in the sky and the large number of melee soldiers also did not take action. Only dozens or hundreds of archers launched the attack.
Especially the archers, with their personal testimony as evidence, naturally no one will think that the clouds are decorations.
Finally, after some discussion, a result was reached: because there were too many innocent people below, Swinburne restrained.
Thinking of this, Rita also breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
The one fighting the Dark Lord is not the Dark Lord after all. After all, the young man in front of him cares about innocent lives.
As the stress disappears, the mind becomes active again.
"Sir! Do you mind that my interview will revolve around the topic of life and death?"
While talking, Rita took out the pen and paper she carried with her and spread them out on the table.
"Of course, you can start!" Ino nodded slightly, he was quite satisfied with Rita's performance.
"Okay! First question, what do you think of death?"
Picking up the quill, Rita started writing quickly.
"Death is not the end of life, it is the beginning of another form, and what I did was just reverse this form..."
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August 31, 1996.
A newspaper titled "Death Is Not the End" detonated the entire magical world.
This news seemed to have wings, flying across the English and French Channel and across the Atlantic Ocean...
France, Germany, Austria, the United States... Countless countries have reprinted the content of the Daily Prophet, and the news has spread all over the world.
Death and resurrection, this timeless topic, has once again become the mainstream.
At the same time, the name Eno Swinburne reappeared in the public eye again after disappearing for a year and a half.
Resurrection from the dead shocked many people. After all, no one could refuse this.
Even evil dark wizards may have people they want to resurrect and cherish.
They picked up the newspaper excitedly, but after reading the content published in the newspaper, many people sat there in despair.
The conditions are too harsh.
Just twelve portions of pure sand of time has already made the most knowledgeable scholars scratch their heads, because there is no such material in the known history of magic.
Not to mention the well-preserved body, which left many people speechless.
Mysterious materials and harsh conditions remind many historians of the famous Nicolas Flamel.
In 1436 AD, five hundred and sixty years ago, Nicolas once did something similar due to his troubles - he made public the materials of the Philosopher's Stone.
This also set off a frenzy at the time, and countless alchemists began to try to make it, but without exception, all ended in failure.
Of course, some people have had crooked ideas and want to seize the existing finished products.
However, Nico, who has lived for nearly seven hundred years, has actually explained a lot of problems.
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The storm and the clamor are gradually rising, and it may take some time to ferment.
But as the person involved, Ino is sitting in the Granger family courtyard at this moment, drinking afternoon tea comfortably.
"Twelve parts of pure time sand? Can it really resurrect a person? You'd better not lie, otherwise it's very immoral."
Hermione put down the newspaper in her hand, her face a little weird.
She knew that her resurrection was the golden apple, not the time sand that she had never heard of.
"I'm not lying! As long as they can find it."
Ino glanced at the newspaper. The content on it was something he thought of during the interview.
Twelve portions of the Sand of Time, twelve black coffins, and the ritual magic of resurrection with the blood of virgins.
This was the content recorded in the tower in the Grimm story.
If someone could really find these materials in the magic world, he really wouldn't mind helping them once.
On the side, Hermione thought about it thoughtfully after hearing the answer, and asked uncertainly:
"So, there is nothing in this world at all? Only in the story world can it be found?"
"That's right!" Ino nodded seriously, and then chuckled:
"So next time, you can go to the Arad continent through the shelter. There are too many brilliant civilizations there..."
Ino stopped halfway through the words, because Hermione's parents were walking slowly in his sight.
Especially Mrs. Granger, holding a newspaper tightly in her hand, her face was full of worry and surviving a disaster, as well as a trace of anger at being deceived.
The lie seemed to have been exposed.
Ino looked at Hermione quietly, and the two looked at each other, and saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.
After all the calculations, he forgot that as a direct relative of a wizard, he was eligible to subscribe to the Daily Prophet.
