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The tarot cards don't reveal much information - after all, Allen has never done much research in this area.

If you don't have enough ability, you just have to cheat.

Coupled with scattered information and so on, Allen was still somewhat confident that he could reveal the opponent's secrets.

Well - this guy seems to be in contact with everyone. Even after Voldemort has risen again, he is still doing well - so, could she have been in contact with Death Eaters or something before?

It’s hard to say—based on how terrifying Voldemort was back then, this guy’s wallflower personality must have published articles praising Voldemort’s smelly feet. After all, he was a person whose name could not even be mentioned after his death.

Judging from the fact that she did well in the future and even became a royal writer for the Ministry of Magic - her article praising Voldemort must not have been discovered, otherwise she is not as rich and powerful as the Malfoy family.

You are powerful, why should you clear yourself?

So it's obvious - this guy used a vest, a pen name, and then doubled down on his bets.

As for my real name, I don’t publish any articles criticizing Voldemort. I even ignore the existence of Voldemort and only publish other people’s articles. As for my pen name, I hide it tightly. I will do a good job for Voldemort and the Death Eaters in public opinion. If Voldemort succeeds in taking over magic.

The world was exposed. According to those articles, her treatment was definitely not much different. If not, then she could completely forget about it, let the pen name die with Voldemort, and then slowly climb up the ladder.

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Considering that a nine-hundred-page tome about Dumbledore appeared just a week after Dumbledore's death, Allen felt that his previous conjecture was likely to be true.

"Interesting - really interesting. I discovered another very interesting thing from many years ago, and it was something worth going to Azkaban!" Allen looked at it from the corner of his eye.

Rita found herself shivering involuntarily.

That's it - this guy has indeed done something bad back then, and this is a more serious problem than illegal Animagus.

A guy who is with Voldemort, bragging for Voldemort - not only means that her sentence in Azkaban will be longer, but also means that she has completely died on the road of being a reporter. Obviously, the Ministry of Magic can accept it

Criticism, but a guy who once boasted about Voldemort will never think of publishing any articles in this life!

"It's a very smart behavior. He was betting on both sides and hiding his identity so well. If it hadn't been divined, even I wouldn't be able to believe this fact - a great reporter who always flaunts himself was actually a hardcore mystery man back then.

Where are your fans!”

"No! I didn't - they were all doing this at that time. If I didn't do that, I would be killed when he got up. How many people have done this, and I had no choice but to do it. This is not

Blame me!" She repeated nervously, as if she had been stepped on.

Tsk - I knew there must be unfinished black material.

Although there is probably more to be gained if you dig more, there is enough black material now - there is no point in digging so much. If the other party is an honest person and does things peacefully, then Allen will not bother to argue with her.

If not, it doesn't make much sense if he holds a hand full of black materials about dead people, right?

Then, he wiped his palm on the tarot cards - the cards scattered on the table began to flutter, and finally fell into a pile, and then fell into his hand.

After putting the cards in his pocket, Allen stood up, stretched out his hand towards Rita Skeeter, who still looked panicked, and shook it forcefully: "It was a pleasant interview, I'm very happy

I like Hogwarts, and I hope your report can fully demonstrate its charm - it was a pleasure cooperating with you, and we will see you next time."

After saying this, Allen hummed a tune and left the broom room without making any threatening words at all.

Well, it's almost time for dinner, so I have to go quickly.

To his surprise, just a few steps after leaving the empty classroom, Allen met a frowning Harry.

"Hey, Harry, why don't you go to dinner?"

"Have you finished the interview, Alan?" Harry was a little nervous and said without answering the question.

"Of course - it was a very interesting interview and we had a great time talking." Allen said with a smile - of course, I am very happy. I can't help the reporter whether he is happy, surprised or surprised.

, Allen added inwardly.

"That pen is just talking nonsense. That crazy woman won't use it as a report material, right?" Harry looked worried.

"Don't worry, you can eat in peace. You can't change anything about the report, right?" Allen stretched and walked past Harry toward the auditorium: "Hurry up, we have to go to dinner!"

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A few days later, people eating breakfast on campus welcomed a new wave of owls.

As the newspaper with the largest circulation in the wizarding world, the number of subscriptions to the Daily Prophet in Hogwarts is still quite large. Just as Alan drank the cup of cereal, Marshall next to him was already holding the newspaper to him with an excited look on his face.

Then Allen said in a voice that was almost shouting: "Look, Allen, you are in the newspaper!"

What he pointed at was a photo of Allen and his group. Allen was in an inconspicuous position in the photo, smiling - this was a thickened special issue, with Rita's report on the front page.

"Wait a minute, I'm looking for reports about you - I found it!" Marshall was so surprised that he almost scared Allen, but the people next to him didn't feel that way.

"Read it, Marshall, say it!"

"Speak louder and listen to what the Daily Prophet has to say!"

Marshall didn't hesitate and moved his chair slightly back: "Well, there is one over here. Please keep your voice down so as not to disturb Filch."

"Ahem - According to an interview with our reporter, Rita Skeeter, the Hogwarts warrior Alan is a gentlemanly, standard, traditional British wizard. He has the traditions that all wizards appreciate.

Virtue—" Marshall paused, then winked at the others.

"Tsk, tsk, Alan, tell me, how much money did you stuff into the Daily Prophet?"

"Hey, he possesses the traditional virtues possessed by all wizards - Allen, we have known each other for so long, and I just discovered it."

Innocent teasing erupted on the Hufflepuff table. A group of people, including Alan himself, laughed non-stop. It took a long time to stop so that Marshall could continue reading the newspaper.

"There are a lot of compliments for you, but I won't read them right now - isn't Rita always good at writing critical news? I'll look for it." Marshall flipped through the newspaper and found Harry's on the second page.

Giant solo photo.

"Well, I almost thought someone had changed. It's still the same kind of ridicule, but most of the words were used to praise the school - as expected, it is the person who went out of Hogwarts, and his heart is towards Hogwarts."

He looked at it again, and then said in surprise: "I think I've said enough about you, look at Harry!"

Allen grabbed the newspaper and saw the newspaper about Harry - Wan Xiaozi, which was another tear-jerking emotional drama.

Well, there is no negative news about him, and Hogwarts is highly praised - everything meets his requirements.

Sorry Harry, I tried my best, but I underestimated a gossip reporter's memory of the material, and also underestimated her ability to explain the language... (To be continued)