#99: Newspaper
Reading the newspaper depressed me, much less the Muggle newspaper. I cursed Muggle Studies as I flipped through pages describing transportation difficulties and mothering tips. “How can Muggles be so dimwitted?” I muttered. At this rate, I was never going to find anything to base my report on.
“It’s just how they’re made, Narcissa,” a sleek voice answered from across the quiet common room. Lucius was lounging on a sofa, picking through a heavy volume.
“Finally, something we agree on,” I commented lightly, turning back to the black and white pages of monotony. “I mean, the pictures don’t even move!”
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