The Wizard's Discovery Chapter 3

"Come on in, and make yourself comfortable," said Dad, as the strange girl was staring around, wide eyed at the tent they had just entered.

"What? How?" Holly stuck her head out of the tent, then looked back in at them confused "This is so weird."
She left the tent, and walked out of Luna's view.
"I thought she had magic like us, Daddy," said Luna "Why is she confused?"

"Think of it like the difference between our magic and goblin magic, moonflower," said Dad, as he took a few notes "Goblins and wizards have been coexisting for years, but imagine if a goblin who had never seen our magic saw it for the first time. This is similar to what she is experiencing."

Luna pondered this for a few moments, just long enough for Holly to re-enter the tent, and sit down, a puzzled look still on her face. "This place seemed a lot smaller from the outside."

"Quite advanced magic, yes," said Dad "Why don't you got take a seat in the dining room, and myself and Luna will get the food out. Do you have any preferences?"

"Holly said she was a vegetarian," said Luna "So fruit and vegetables. Any specific preferences?"

"I like peaches," Holly shrugged.

Dad nodded.

"I'll see what I can find," he said, as he and Luna went into the kitchen, where he gave instructions to the enchanted kitchen utensils as to what to make.
"I'll set the table," said Luna, bringing out the cutlery. As she came out of the kitchen, she saw that Holly had followed them to the door "You don't have to follow us."

"I wanted to see if I could help," said Holly

"Don't be silly," said Luna "You are our guest here. You should let us take care of you. Why don't you sit down? The food will take a little bit to prepare, anyway, and my father wanted to ask you a few questions before we eat."

Holly looked a little uncomfortable as she sat down.

Dad came back in, and sat down across from Holly.

"So, your name is Holly, correct?" asked Dad. Holly nodded an affirmative.

"I am the editor of a magazine in my world called the Quibbler, which tells stories about magical creatures," Dad explained "As I believe my daughter has already told you. I'd like to ask, if it's alright with you, if I could interview you for the magazine. If you wish, we could make this a two-way interview, so we can make this an educational experience for both sides."
Holly still seemed a little uncomfortable.

"You must understand, Mr Lovegood," said Holly "I am not the only person that needs to make that decision. I could get into a lot of trouble if I just tell you all of these things."

"Why can't you go and tell them, then?" Luna asked "We can send them an owl."

"I don't know what that means," said Holly "But getting back down there to tell them about it will take at least a day, and it might take a few more days for them to debate it. I don't know if this idea is feasible. They will probably end up just deciding to come up and mind wipe you. I might be able to contact them earlier, but I'd have to get out of this area. My technology isn't really functioning where we are."

"We can wait here if you'd like to go and speak with them," said Dad "But if you don't come back, we'll understand. This kind of thing is a lot to dump on someone."

"I would like to be interviewed by you," said Holly "But I'm not sure what the implications for that is. Even you knowing about me and my people might cause an uproar down below. So don't be surprised if someone shows up to mind wipe you."

"It's understandable," Dad nodded "But, would this be dangerous for me or my daughter."

"Not if we do it properly," said Holly, reassuringly.

"Well, feel free to enjoy your food," said Dad, as he brought out the food "And we'll remain here until you return with your answer. I do hope we can do the interview."

"As do I," said Holly, eagerly "I want to learn more about you, and your strange magical rooms."

Dad placed the bowls of fruit and vegetables in the centre of the table, as-well as some spaghetti for Luna and himself.

"Let's hope we can come to an arrangement, then," said Dad, as he began eating.