A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 460: Birthday gift

Rita Skeeter has her own agenda.

She can be annoying while being successful at the same time, because she knows what can't be reported and who can't be offended. There is a very interesting fact here: different people attach different importance to the same thing, and the same person attaches different importance to different things.

She can report on the extravagance and power of the Malfoy family, but she will not touch on their history of being entrusted by the Muggle king and the fact that they have had close contacts with Death Eaters; Her vocabulary describes Dumbledore as a "stiff old lunatic," but she would never write about a forbidden friendship from half a century ago, or refer to his dead relatives.

Unless they're gone.

Relying on this unique understanding of news, she formed her own reporting style, which is unique in the magic world and has a group of loyal fans. However, in the past two years, her life has been unlucky, and she has overturned one after another.

The first time the car overturned was two years ago. She met a low-key wizard and misjudged the situation. She thought that it would be no big deal to offend her. In the end, she hit the iron plate and was found;

The second time was also two years ago, when she was discovered by that idiot Lockhart about the secret of the illegal Animagus, she had to preemptively use Empty to get rid of the trouble, when she knew that Lockhart When she was a real master of memory, she broke out in a cold sweat. Being well-informed, she naturally knew how much she weighed, and her crappy forgetting spell couldn't trap him for too long, so she hurriedly Go to the Ministry of Magic to report to Animagus.

Although her reputation got worse, she escaped unharmed, only being fined a sum of money.

The third touches on her ambitious project, Running Away from the Black Terror. Ever since her rival and confidant was imprisoned in Azkaban, she has been thinking about finishing an influential new book, and Regulus, who has Dumbledore's honorary endorsement and is also the heir of the ancient pure-blood family Blake came into her sight, and he had a hidden identity, he used to be a Death Eater!

She doesn't care if it's true or not, but there's something to this story, isn't it? And even more fortunately, the two protagonists of the incident are both dead.

The only obstacle in this matter may be the sole heir of the Black family, Sirius Black. She would never have dared to do this if his warrant was still hanging in Diagon Alley, but that Black was ultimately proven wronged. What a stupid guy. He spent more than ten years in prison for nothing. Rita Skeeter once suspected that he had mental problems.

But anyway, since Sirius Black was wronged, she was not afraid of him. Think about it, the last member of an ancient pure-blood family ran away from home at the age of 16 without inheriting any connections in the family, what is there to be afraid of?

In her opinion, Sirius should have been busy trying to get around and restore his family's glory.

As a result, the development of the matter was completely out of control. First, Sirius Black kept sending her howling letters, and then came the news that the Dark Lord’s loyal lackey had returned from the dead and escaped capture, which made her terrified. Exasperated, when did Azkaban become a sieve?

Damn Barty Crouch! Both are!

She repeatedly inquired about the truth through various relationships, and the more she learned, the more chilling she became. She even resorted to a secret intelligence, and finally met a senior official of the Ministry of Magic. He looked at her like a dead person.

She immediately took refuge in the most powerful wizard she could come into contact with, Felix Heap, and did not hesitate to give all kinds of secret information she had collected over the years.

She also finally knew who she had offended. She had guessed all kinds of possibilities, and even wondered if she was being targeted by a saint, but she never thought that it was a dead person .

The servant pretends to be dead, and the master also pretends to be dead. Is this some kind of strange habit?

Even though she got the promise from Felix Haip, she was worried that she would be used as bait. What if the fish didn't catch her and she would be swallowed instead? After repeated weighing, she decided to go out and hide for a while. She quietly moved to the Muggle community under the pretext of writing a book with peace of mind, and temporarily cut off contact with the wizarding world.

During a walk, she found a newsstand, and one of the Muggle tabloids unexpectedly suited her taste. Although she didn't like the third edition very much...but she still used some "tricks" to pretend to be a trainee reporter.

After a few small tests, she became the most outstanding intern under the editor-in-chief, and she will be promoted to a full-time reporter just around the corner. And she is indeed not ready to give up this identity, she decided to persuade the editor-in-chief who has a bad taste in dressing to allow her to have a certain degree of autonomy.

In the morning, Rita Skeeter came out from the station of The Sun. She promised to bring an important report to the newspaper every month, and the harvest is naturally the flexibility of working hours.

At noon, she returned to Diagon Alley.

Rita Skeeter took a deep breath and felt her whole body relax. On the way back to the headquarters of the Daily Prophet, she accidentally saw various posters on Diagon Alley, and even Barty Crouch Jr.'s arrest warrant was blocked.

Rita Skeeter stared blankly at the dozen or so people on the poster. They were all warriors of the Tournament, and she was no stranger to them. reports. But now it was clear that something big had happened that she didn't know about.

Half an hour later, at the headquarters of the Daily Prophet, she learned what had happened from the photographer's assistant.

Second project!

Magic Projector!

Of course, there are also ancient runes!

Rita Skeeter, who has been working at The Sun for two months, of course knows what a projector is, and she even understands the operating logic of the "Future World" company.

"Those little guys are famous now?" she asked, smoothing her curly hair.

"Rita, you're missing out on a huge galleon!" said her photographer.

Rita Skeeter looked down at him from behind bejeweled spectacles, "Oh, Bozo...there's never a shortage of news, I've done more important things."

"So, uh, what are you going to do now"

"A share of the action, of course!" said Rita Skeeter ~IndoMTL.com~ as she reached into her crocodile leather handbag and pulled out a dark green pen and a shorthand pad. As the photographer stared at her new outfit in amazement, Rita Skeeter quietly switched the position of the Ouroboros ring on her finger, revealing only a dark green ring.

"Hurry up!" she said sternly, "Don't tell me you haven't done anything this time! Bring all the pictures you took!"

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Meanwhile, Felix stares at a package delivered by an owl.

It was a birthday present.

He gently opened the outer package, and inside was a birthday card and a birthday cake. After checking several times and finding no trace of magic, he opened the birthday card. The greeting on the card was brief, and the signature was still a simple first name, Jane, without a last name.

"It's strange...did I mention my birthday? What's more, it's a week late..." Felix said to himself. His birthday was on April 8, but now it's on the 15th. The owl with the Owl Post Office anklet had flown away, which meant there was no need for him to write back.