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Ty didn't really know why he had come. Of course, there was the fact that this was at Hogwarts and therefore automatically awesome in his eyes, but other than that. . .
As he walked into the altered Great Hall, the first booth that caught his eyes were the Daily Prophet. It was just about the only thing purely magic that his household contained, and he had stared at all the moving pictures for HOURS after his parents had finished leafing through the paper.
Making his way over, Ty instinctively grabbed a pamphlet without even looking at it and looked up at the people - journalists, right? - there. "Hello! What's it like, being a journalist? Is it fun? Do you really get to be mean and cruel and boss people around like in the movies?" he asked the first thing that had come to him.
Of course, it never occurred to him that they might not know what movies were. Or find this statement slightly offensive.
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
_____________I could still change the end |