George hurriedly set his cup down, coughed lightly, and said, "Oh... right! Neville, you weren't wrong. The rides we wanted to go on really did have a lot of people lining up!"
"What's wrong with you?" Luna seemed to notice something and blinked as she asked, "I can see lots of Nargles around you."
Before she had even finished speaking, Harry and the others almost raised their cups at the same time.
But they only lifted the cups to their lips, without the slightest intention of taking a proper drink, merely using the opening to exchange glances.
They had thought of observing from a distance through binoculars to avoid being noticed by Vizet and Luna, but they had forgotten that Luna had this magical talent too.
While Neville was sighing with emotion, the events of the afternoon had also caused Nargles to appear around them.
If they put themselves in Luna's shoes and looked at their surroundings, seeing this scene would probably leave them puzzled too.
Just like...
Right now, they were all raising their cups in perfect unison.
At that thought, they almost set their cups down at the same time, only to discover that everyone else was doing something similar, and their movements froze in an equally synchronized way.
It had to be said that after all this back and forth, their movements were becoming more and more coordinated. They were just a little too conspicuous.
Fortunately, Bask appeared in time, bringing up the Rosemary Garlic Roasted Lamb Leg just as Harry and the others were raising and lowering their cups.
Not only did this help cover up their movements, it also gave them time to think.
As members of M.S.C., after spending so much time with Luna, they had come to understand what Luna meant by "Nargles"