A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 433: Red nails

Rita Skeeter bowed her head deeply, not daring to speak aloud. She felt herself breathing hard, but this time she was sure she wasn't under the influence of magic, it was just that there were things more thrilling than magic.

She knew she had to make a decision soon. She knew very well that this person in front of her didn't care about her life or death. The only purpose he came to her last time was to make her learn to shut up, and after she did that, she was no longer troubled by it. But again, if she wants to ask for help, she has to pay some price.

While she is confident, the name Rita Skeeter represents value in itself.

"Dear Mr. Hemp," she said sincerely, "I would like to get some advice when I make a fatal mistake." Alone, Dumbledore.

In her new book, although her name is taboo, she, who has always been bold and good at exploiting, uses a lot of hints, and uses the unexplainable but well-recognized "Dark Lord and his loyal Death Eaters". Entangled" gimmick, she added a lot of details.

As for the information about Regulus, she didn't find much inside information. Her reputation among wizards was stink, and it was useless to turn into a beetle. Ordinary people would not talk about a dead person anytime and anywhere. She only found some public information, and stitched together the characteristics of more than a dozen famous ancestors of the Black family.

That's why the descendant of the "pure and noble blood" pure-blood family in the book is sometimes personable and tolerant, sometimes cautious and sharp-tongued, a bit like the person in front of her...

The person who can’t even mention the name is different. This is a drama that she carefully crafted. The Dark Lord's Secret Past", she personally suggested that foreign publishers connected the mysterious man with the big man who is now imprisoned in the tower, and she was very familiar with these small tricks.

The long experience of voyeurism made her recognize one thing. Although people keep taboo, there is a noisy little devil in everyone's heart. They hope to see the unattainable big man step down Altar, or be kicked off the altar.

And she, Rita Skeeter, acted as a stumbling block.

With this idea in mind, she filled the book with a lot of real details, for which she had to pursue the past of the mysterious man like a hardworking beetle, especially his childhood experience. This is a dangerous behavior. She carefully chose the breakthrough point. After knowing several great surnames, she resolutely focused on the mysterious man's childhood and his life in the orphanage.

Coincidentally, she met Dumbledore who was also interested in the mysterious man's childhood. They met at the residence of the director of an orphanage, and Dumbledore said nothing about the fatal danger she might encounter. I didn't mention it, but just gently persuaded her "it's better not to do this..."

This old buzzing bee! Rita Skeeter cursed with a homonym of Dumbledore's name.

How old is he?

Rita Skeeter was thinking with secret vicious thoughts, but thinking that with his profound magic power, he might end up outliving her, all her thoughts were gone. It might be nice to criticize his way of running the school in the papers, or describe him as a crazy old lunatic, but she wouldn't dare dig out the real secrets while he was alive.

A scrutinizing gaze swept across her, causing her to gasp, and her body couldn't help shivering. The blazing fireplace didn't bring her much warmth, and her complicated thoughts were extinguished all at once.

"Are you asking me for advice?"

"Frankly speaking, I can't see your regret... Maybe you enjoy it?" Felix said softly: "It makes sense, you make a choice and bear the consequences that the choice brings to you." All consequences."

"No, it's not like that." Rita Skeeter hurriedly said: "I know you have a lot of influence on some people, such as the last Blake... just need to say hello"

"Say hello?" Felix interrupted her: "If I understand correctly, you want me to sacrifice the interests of my friends to help someone who, IMHO, has little relationship?"

Skeeter's breath stopped suddenly.

"Hawk (that's it)!" Warren cried out indignantly in his arms.

Rita Skeeter's posture became even lower. She narrated all her experiences in the past few days, and she seemed to be in a state of acting. Eyes filled with tears.

"I regret what happened to you." Felix responded simply after hearing this, "But don't say you are innocent, everything is a decision you made while awake."

"I know..." Rita Skeeter said slyly, "I bring some 'sincerity'." She held up her hands, showing him her long bright red nails, and these The nail made a "click click" sound and fell off her hand.

Ten nails that looked like small daggers floated in front of Felix, and Xixiu wanted to reach out to pick them up, but was stopped by him. He observed through the air for a while, then turned his head calmly.

"I have three suggestions. You can choose to listen, or not listen, or just listen to one or two. You are a smart person, Rita, and you need to judge for yourself."

"First, downplay the influence of that book. As for how much you can do, it depends on how determined you are. But I need to remind you that Dumbledore will not be interested in a dead person's childhood..."

"Second, I will contact Sirius and say that you promised to write a biography for Regulus. He doesn't care about his own reputation, but he can't allow others to sully his brother. So, Rita, send your best Take out your writing skills."

"Finally..."

Felix's slender fingers flicked slightly, and a ring of ouroboros suddenly appeared, turning into a black jade-like snake, and rushed to her with a "swish". Before she could react, to her bare fingers.

Rita Skeeter stared blankly at the ring, and stared at the small green eyes of the constantly swimming little snake.

"If there is any trouble that threatens your life, just rub this ring. Believe me, you have time to send a distress message. If those people do it because of your 'offensive behavior', they will not let you go easily. Die."

Rita Skeeter breathed out, her expression became more solemn, she lowered her head and took two steps back, respectfully said: "I can do these three things, Mr. Haipu." Then she transformed into As a fat beetle, flew out of the castle.

Felix lowered his head in thought, took out a piece of parchment, and wrote a short message:

"Sirius, I know you are bothering about that annoying book, and I was just about to tell you about it.

Rita Skeeter approached me just now. This book will not be reprinted, but the thousands of copies that have already been issued may not be recovered. I arranged for Remus to purchase those stocks on the market two days ago , try to minimize the impact.

In addition, she also promised to write a biography for Regulus. Every word in the biography must be approved by you. You can demand her with the strictest standards. I believe that you and Kreacher can provide enough details to make the characters in the book fleshy, but I suggest you to fade out the name of the Horcrux, or postpone the publication of this part...

So, you'd better stop hanging around Rita Skeeter's house, she's become a frightened bird, and I don't want to read in the papers that you've been sent to Azkaban while I'm having breakfast .

In addition, if you want to enter Hogwarts next year as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, you'd better make some preparations in advance. I have a friend in the Muggle world, and he can arrange for you to be a teaching assistant for a period of time.

If interested, please contact Mr. Zacharias Clifford at…”

After writing the letter, the flame in the fireplace suddenly turned bright emerald green, and Felix threw the parchment into the flame, where it twirled and disappeared.

Collecting his senses, Varen was staring at the bright red nails in mid-air, "Oh, I can't give you that." Felix said, putting away the nails that recorded countless secrets.

His positioning for this thing is that maybe it will be used tomorrow when it may never be used.

Then he twirled his magic wand, and a ray of silver light flew out from the tip of the wand. The light was like silver silk, wrapping around Varen's body and gradually turning into a solid body. Varun kept twisting his body, surprised Looking at all this, it seems that there are countless invisible flower fairies weaving clothes behind it, and finally forming a silver cloak.

"Chirp?"

"One of the results of recent research is to reshape the patron saint and condense it into a new entity." Felix said with a smile, "You can try it."

Valun blinked ~IndoMTL.com~ and looked at the glowing cloak behind him, putting the hood on his head, revealing only half of his pink beak.

"Chirp! Chirp?"

It found itself floating, and Varen looked at Felix in surprise, who neither drew his wand nor stretched out his finger, but just smiled at it.

Warren twisted his body, and the silver cloak behind him also swung, and then it flew towards the side of the office

"Wow!"

After a while, Varun mastered the cloak behind him proficiently, as long as he turned around slightly, the cloak could quickly change its position.

Xixi had a great time playing, flying around the room, screaming in surprise.

Felix kept thinking in his mind that this magic is probably only available to him, but he has actually mastered a kind of flying magic, but there are some side effects, and he doesn't usually use it very much.

As for the principle and samples of the 'flying wings', he has given them all to Lupine.