Xenophilius looked at Vincent with great excitement.
He hurriedly took out paper and pen from his pocket and began writing one Magical Runes.
Luna curiously leaned closer, her face growing increasingly excited as she looked.
"Dad, does Wayne really think that way?"
"Of course, otherwise why would he have founded Wayne Enterprises?"
"Does he know that you already know his target?"
"I definitely don't know."
"Dad, is this the content of the next issue of the magazine?"
"Of course, I think I've already guessed most of it, so there's no need to go for the interview."
The father and daughter were speaking so loudly that even Harry, who was focused on writing his paper, could hear them.
Vincent remained calm; he was used to being the subject of other people's conversations.
That's how public figures are; they have to tolerate criticism while receiving praise.
Besides, few people would take the content of "The Quibbler" seriously, so it wouldn't be a problem for Xenophilius to put his rich imagination into writing.
Conversely, content that is novel and abstract may attract even more attention.
Hermione, unusually, began to look forward to it.
Before this, she had always thought that the Quibbler was a trash magazine.
While The Daily Prophet is also rubbish, at least its content is much more rigorous.
But since Vincent is the main character in the next issue, she's definitely going to buy a copy to collect.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, with large raindrops pattering against the window.
Under Sirius Black's careful guidance, Harry finally finished writing his last Potions paper.
Vincent and Hermione sat down with Cedric and Cho, and the four of them discussed whether they should find a sunny spot to spend the last day of summer vacation.
Four people, two couples, Harry felt a touch of sadness in addition to envy.
Sirius Black patted his shoulder gently. "Harry, you've finished your homework now. You can go wherever you want this afternoon and do whatever you want."
Is it really possible?
"Yes, summer vacation should always leave some wonderful memories."
While Harry was deep in thought, the two couples at the next table had already decided on a place to meet.
Amusement parks are the perfect place for dates.
It's raining heavily in London, but it might not be so in the north of England.
It is home to Alton Towers, the largest theme park in the Britain and one of the top ten amusement parks in the world.
It is located in Staffordshire in central England and is named after Alton Towers in the garden.
The amusement rides here are mainly thrilling and exciting, and they also have a long-standing legend.
Over 200 years ago, Alton Towers was a castle.
After a certain family acquired it, they were mysteriously cursed, and family members died one after another, causing the entire castle to fall into ruin.
It wasn't until 1980, when someone bought the site and built a theme park, that the abandoned castle began to "come back to life".
London is quite far from Scotland, but for Vincent, it's just a blink of an eye.
The four stood at the entrance of the amusement park, but their good mood was almost completely dampened.
It wasn't because the park was closed, but because there were too many people, forming several long queues.
"How about we go somewhere else?"
Qiu's proposal was unanimously rejected by the other three.
Since we're already here, we can't just not go in and take a look.
Queuing? That's so un-wizardlike.
Since it's an amusement park themed around thrills and excitement, then it should offer a thrilling and exciting adventure.
The "four-person ticket-dodging group" found a relatively secluded spot and climbed over the wall.
Looking at the three people who were unusually skilled, Qiu inexplicably thought of several school legends from Hogwarts.
If she wasn't mistaken, the Headless Horseman and the Batman Family were probably all their creations.
Her heart started pounding, and with Cedric's help, she quickly climbed into the amusement park.
The four's first stop was the spiral roller coaster.
Princess Diana even rode on the train with her two young princes in the year it opened.
For Vincent and Hermione, roller coasters were nothing new.
But for Cedric and Cho, it was a novel and exciting experience.
Even though the flying broomstick was much faster, they screamed the whole time, and even wanted to ride it again after they got off.
After three rounds, both of them were still somewhat unsatisfied.
The four of them ate something lightly and then set off for their next activity, "Ghost Walk".
Although the name sounds scary, it's actually a garden for tourists to explore.
The attraction is only open at night, but no rule can stop the four-person group from sneaking in.
Before going inside, Cedric gave Vincent a wink, and the latter nodded knowingly.
The castle gardens were not large, nor did they look particularly gloomy.
But the further you go in, the more uncomfortable you feel.
Hermione tightened her grip on Vincent's arm. "Could the legendary curse really be true?"
Qiu leaned closer to Cedric with a frightened look on her face. "It should be fake, right? If there really was some kind of curse, the Ministry of Magic would have sent someone to remove it long ago."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a gust of cold wind blew over.
Qiu screamed and hurriedly grabbed Cedric's arm.
Vincent pointed ahead, "Whether it's a curse or not, we'll find out by going over there."
Cedric winked at him subtly, then whispered to comfort Qiu beside him, "It's okay, no matter what danger we encounter, I will protect you."
The four of them slowly walked forward and soon saw an old oak tree chained up.
The uncomfortable feeling intensified, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be dropping strangely.
Qiu clung tightly to Cedric's arm. "That tree... that locked tree, could it be the source of the curse?"
Vincent glanced at Cedric, then gently patted Hermione's hand. "It seems so. Let's go take a look."
As the two figures walked away into the distance, suddenly, a mist began to rise around them.
Cho's expression grew even more anxious. "Vincent! Hermione! Are you alright?"
The only answer she received was her own echo.
The fact that even a small garden could produce an echo, coupled with the sudden spread of mist, is truly bizarre.
Cedric held her small hand tightly. "Choi, don't worry. This place may be a bit strange, but Vincent and the others will definitely be back soon."
A chilling wind swept in again, and Qiu's small body trembled uncontrollably. "Cedric, we... we should go find them, I'm scared... scared of them..."
Cedric hugged her tightly. "No, they'll be fine, and we'll be fine too."
His words of comfort had an effect, and Qiu's breathing gradually calmed down.
But at that moment, the two people in the mist heard some faint noises, like the sound of stepping on dry fallen leaves.
Cho looked delighted. "Vincent? Hermione? Is that you?"
A moment later, her own echo came.
The commotion grew louder and louder, and a huge, blurry black shadow appeared in front of the two of them.
Cedric quickly shielded Qiu behind him, saying, "It's alright, Qiu, I will protect you."
The legend of the curse of Alton Towers is not a myth; it actually exists.