"I like that saying..." A loud, aged voice rang out. "But as far as I remember, only two people have ever spent their time deciphering it after entering the awards hall."
Wizet looked toward the voice. It belonged to an extremely elderly, hunched witch, deep and shallow wrinkles densely etched across every inch of her skin.
He greeted her, "Good day, Madam Marchbanks!"
He had looked up relevant information yesterday and familiarized himself with every nominee;
The elderly witch before him was Griselda Marchbanks. Not only was she a member of the Wizengamot Administration, she was also the head of the Wizarding Examinations Authority.
At the sound of Griselda Marchbanks's voice, Ludo Bagman instinctively shrank his neck. Tossing out a hurried, "Wizet, I'll have a look around over there," he quickly left.
Griselda Marchbanks nodded at Wizet. "Looks like you did your homework. That's why I like Ravenclaw students—they're less troublesome during exams, too."
She looked up at the Runes on the ceiling. "Lovegood, do you know who left those words behind?"
Wizet gently shook his head. "Madam Marchbanks, I don't..."
"I thought you would say Dumbledore..." Griselda Marchbanks smiled. "Have you heard that saying before?"
Wizet spoke slowly. "That saying should come from a play called Lady Windermere's Fan..."
"If I remember correctly, Lady Windermere's Fan was written in 1893. Headmaster Dumbledore's age does not seem to match up."
"Besides, based on my understanding of Headmaster Dumbledore, he probably would not do something like this... so I don't think it was him."
"However, I do have another thought concerning Headmaster Dumbledore... I think he was the one who deciphered the saying."
"You're right..." Griselda Marchbanks's smile grew even brighter. "And the other person who deciphered it was you!"
She nodded repeatedly at Wizet, her tone full of satisfaction. "No