This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Not long after dinner, Rita, whom we had been talking about just now, arrived.

She put on a light robe and pressed the doorbell next to the confinement door.

The door was opened by Vincent, who had just finished his post-dinner exercise.

"You really don't want to miss any opportunity."

"As a qualified reporter, I think you need to have a strong enough curiosity first, right?"

He nodded slightly, "Sometimes being too curious can kill yourself."

Rita put away the fake smile on her face, "I will make sure of it, Mr. Perfect."

This metaphor is a bit strange, but she really can't find a single weakness.

"Thank you for your compliment, reporter." Vincent walked towards the house.

Eric, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his head, then lowered his head to continue maintaining the firearm.

Evelin put down the novel in her hand, glanced at it with Gugu, and then continued reading.

Although it's not the same time, it's the same place.

As if yesterday happened again, Rita slightly tightened the light robe around her body.

She wouldn't sit in that position last year even if I killed her!

Vincent sat on it, "Reporter, we can start."

The atmosphere in this family is very strange.

Rita sat opposite and took out a small notebook and quill.

"First question, have you ever encountered any trouble in the American wizarding community other than Furakan?"

As expected of a professional, he asked the key points directly when he came up. ♡♢ ♦ ♦

Vincent smiled and shook his head, "It's not a trouble for me, it's even something worth being happy about."

"Can I know the details?"

"Chairman Randolph will want you."

"Wha—" Rita almost bit her tongue.

She suppressed the excitement that suddenly rose in her heart, "I heard that the Magic Congress has mobilized almost all its personnel. Are they looking for something?"

"Yes."

"What is it!" Her hand with the quill pen was very fast, and she had already written a full page in less than two hours.

"Wiccan Party." Vincent did not sell out.

"It's really big news!" Rita's knuckles were so hard that the paper in the small notebook was pierced.

"Are you satisfied, journalist?"

She looked up and saw four smiling faces.

"Click -" Eric pulled the bolt of the assembled rifle.

Evelin and Gugu, who closed the book with a "snap", were both looking at her.

Vincent, who was nearest, took out his wand.

This big news comes with a price.

"Crack-" Rita accidentally broke the tip of the quill.

Those dripping inks flowed on the paper, forming three lines of words very strangely.

[Want to know more?

You deserve to know more,

I can guarantee this is big enough news to shock the world. ]

This is a silent spell, a silent spell from a 12-year-old wizard.

"I-I want to."

The tip of the alder stick pointed toward her little notebook.

[Quirinus Quirrell is just a puppet, and there is someone else behind the scenes.

You might as well take a guess, who is he? ]

Rita's breathing increased, trying to forget the answer she had just thought of.

[Correct answer, he is lordvold——]

She quickly closed the notebook, gasping for air as if she was exhausted.

"He-he's dead."

Vincent lowered his wand, "Being a celebrity comes with a price.

We lost our privacy and the ordinary life we ​​had before.

If you want further fame, you need to pay the corresponding price. "

In Rita's eyes, he didn't look like a 12-year-old wizard at all.

Seducing her step by step, making her willingly fall into the trap.

"Evidence—do you have any evidence?"

The four big smiling faces made her "fragile" heart beat fast.

The content of the report is not even one-third true, and now you want 100% conclusive evidence?

Don't say you don't have it, even if you have it you won't give it.

What lies before Rita is a huge gamble.

Win and reach the pinnacle of your career;

If you lose, there will no longer be a place for the magic world.

It has nothing to do with justice or evil, or the existence of little tricks.

Vincent put down his wand and crossed his fingers on the coffee table. "If he is really dead, why don't you dare to call him by his name?"

Rita's whole body tensed and her eyes flicked to the windows and doors.

"Deep down in your hearts, you all know that he will definitely come back.

I can imagine him coming back, but being treated like he didn't come back. "

Her intuition has always been very sharp.

But here, Vincent felt at a loss for the first time in his career.

Being organized and the key is benefits.

A figure of a person automatically appeared in her mind.

He has a very charming personality and can easily discern people's hearts.

Rita's mood gradually calmed down.

She gave a bright smile that was not fake.

"Flawless Mr. Vincent Wayne, of course I will not give up this golden opportunity."

Vincent's goal was achieved.

Voldemort has a cruel personality and can serve as a qualified shield.

Rita seems to be bold, but in fact she is more willing to save her life than anyone else.

He could foresee the emergence of a page dedicated to reporting on Death Eaters, and he could even foresee that people would dig out the truth behind Quirrell.

Whether the Ministry of Magic will stop it in advance depends on the famous reporter who has already stood up and prepared to leave.

"By the way, Mr. Perfect—"

Rita turned around in front of the door, "You should know who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts is, right?"

"Gilderoy Lockhart."

The smile on her face was quite meaningful, "I once focused on investigating his deeds, but unfortunately, Minister Fudge later stepped forward and removed the special report I was about to complete."

Lockhart and she are both students of Ravenclaw, both wizards pursuing fame and fortune, and both are people who have achieved certain achievements in their own fields.

Rita knew how she got to this position, so she began to investigate the other party.

You won’t know if you don’t check, but you’ll be shocked if you check.

During Lockhart's school days, he was actually more high-profile than Vincent.

He once asked the principal to start a school newspaper;

Engraving his name on the Quidditch pitch in 20-foot-long letters;

I also sent myself 800 Valentine’s Day cards;

Finally, he boldly adopted a method similar to the Dark Mark, projecting his own portrait into the sky of the castle.

The superficial deeds are so extraordinary, but some private remarks reflect the nature of love and vanity.

"He said he would make the Philosopher's Stone before graduation, and also planned to lead the England Quidditch team to win the World Cup, and eventually become the youngest Minister of Magic in the United Kingdom."

Rita felt severe physical and psychological discomfort as if she had seen a Tebbo warthog.

"If it weren't for Minister Fudge's intervention, I would definitely rank him as the number one braggart in the wizarding world."

Vincent knew the reason for Rita's kindness.

Cooperation is not yet on the table, it is just a relationship of interest at the moment.

Since it is in return, there is a high probability that the information she provided will be true.

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