Kuku, kuku kuku~

Just then, Hermione Granger heard a strange sound beside her.

Turning her head, she realized it was coming from the culprit, a certain white-haired fluffball. The little rascal was biting her sleeve with all her might, desperately trying to suppress a laugh, her eyes narrowed into slits with joy, her whole body shaking with amusement.

If Erina remembered correctly, even in the original story, Hermione rarely got the upper hand when facing the whimsical and imaginative Luna Lovegood – let alone now, facing two contestants relying purely on intuition.

Clearly, for Erina, seeing Hermione so helplessly compromised was simply too amusing.

"Erina Kaslana!"

Hermione raised her eyebrows, naturally knowing what the other girl was laughing at!

Want to be the big sister? Hmph, in that case, don't blame her for disregarding the plastic friendship between besties.

"Oh, by the way... I just found out your birthday is September 25th, Erina?"

Hermione paused here, glancing at the white-haired fluffball who was watching the fun with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"I remember, some people seemed to have said they were only eleven years old this year. Although I don't know how you got your Hogwarts letter, that means our first-year big sister is actually only—"

"Ahem, let's end this topic here."

Erina, flustered, grabbed a grilled sausage and stuffed it into Hermione's mouth, cutting off the girl's words, and cleared her throat. With a serious expression, she quickly said to Hannah and Hermione,

"Speaking of which, we still need to discuss the new version of *The Quibbler* later. Although I've already talked to Luna about it, it was only a general direction – if nothing unexpected happens, the four of us will be responsible for one or two content sections of the magazine. In other words, one of the editors."

"Responsible for content sections? Editors?! We're not just submitting articles?"

Hannah seemed a little dazed, and Hermione also looked surprised.

For them, running a publication, even if it was just the lowest-ranked entertainment weekly in the wizarding world, was a rather exciting leap forward – at least no first-year student had ever done it before.

"Of course, we'll still write articles about the History of Magic, but in our spare time, we'll also be responsible for reviewing and arranging some of the content of the new *Quibbler*. As for the reason..."

Erina shrugged, gesturing towards the staff table with a relaxed expression.

"Simply put, Hogwarts has decided to invest in *The Quibbler*, so it's now a semi-official school publication. Naturally, the content it carries needs to be updated and iterated."

In the distance, Mr. Lovegood seemed to be having a "friendly" discussion with the Minister for Magic.

Well, perhaps not so pleasant, judging from Cornelius Fudge's awkward but polite smile.

After all, few people can remain calm when faced with bizarre questions like, "Are you really a goblin slayer?", "How does the Ministry of Magic plan to deal with the Hippogriff rebellion?", "Are you considering importing Veela from Bulgaria to solve the single rate in the wizarding world?"...

However, Albus Dumbledore, sitting not far from the two, didn't come out to mediate. Instead, under Madam Pomfrey's watchful gaze, he quietly poked at the boiled old potato in his plate, his expression particularly melancholic.

Predictably, his diet wouldn't be too pleasant for the next week or two – especially when Hogwarts was facing a comprehensive food overhaul. As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, surrounded by tempting aromas, Albus Dumbledore couldn't even leave the table early.

The only thing that made Dumbledore feel a little better was that since Erina was choosing to "retaliate", Gellert Grindelwald, as the mastermind, would probably not be much better off, so at least he had company...

Thinking this, Dumbledore subconsciously looked towards the end of the staff table, and happened to see the notorious Dark Lord shamelessly seizing Professor Quirrell's food, while his poor Defence Against the Dark Arts professor could only eat those bland, watery potatoes – keep in mind, even for the faculty, wasting food was not allowed.

This...this?!

The bitterness in Dumbledore's heart deepened – it was too difficult.

Ignoring the centenarian's life worries, and the suppressed rage of a certain pitiful tool, Erina turned back to Hannah and Hermione and continued,

"I've done some research, and there isn't a professional food journal in the wizarding world yet. If *The Quibbler* wants to seize business opportunities in a market with fixed purchase intentions, this unexplored field is undoubtedly the most suitable. So I'm happy to inform the three of you that you will be the first special food reviewers for *The Quibbler*. Coupled with the food photos that may appear in future issues, we can bring joy to countless people."

"Eh? Reviewers..." Hannah blinked, weakly raising her hand and hesitatingly said, "Can I understand that, in addition to tasting, we also have to write post-eating reviews?"

"That's right, just write one or two thousand words a day, not too much. Don't worry, from now on *The Quibbler* will pay you for your contributions, calculated at the price of top reporters at *The Daily Prophet*."

Erina nodded happily, revealing a devilish smile.

"If the daily dishes aren't enough to write about, I'll also make some experimental dishes to help you complete your tasks."

Experimental dishes?!

The smile on Hannah's face completely froze. She suddenly recalled the mermite-stewed herring she had eaten the day before yesterday, the terrible taste of which still lingered in her body, as if it were food from the devil.

At the same time, the expressions on the faces of Hermione, who was diligently chewing on a sausage, also became stagnant. The two little wings looked at each other dully, as if petrified, seemingly communicating silently.

"As for you, Luna," Erina turned to Luna Lovegood, "As we discussed before, you will be *The Quibbler*'s resident Hogwarts correspondent, responsible for controlling the overall tone of the magazine, as well as photography, news interviews, after-sales service, promotional Q&A, and a series of other tasks. As for accommodation, don't worry, you can choose any of the four house common rooms..."

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