Kevin nodded sympathetically at Oriel's explanation. He looked cognizant enough of the Quibbler's reputation to be appropriately bashful about his employ. But still, Kevin was curious. He'd met Quibbler writers before, but so few and far between that he'd never had the chance to ask them about it.
"Okay, tell me. What's the one you're looking at now?" he asked, leaning back in his chair, ready to listen/criticize/debunk/whatever needed doing. He expected something along the lines of "nargles", but would settle for a treatise on thestrals.
"I'm the Muggle Affairs Correspondent for the Prophet; I get first dibs on anything that happens in Muggle England that might affect you or me," he said, a little proud of himself for having attained a proper and, in his view, critical beat at such a young age.