Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

To be honest, unemployment is not for Rita.

Previously carefully hot spots have been straightened and hung in chaos.

Red nail polish on two inches long pointed nails has peeled off and two fake jewellery have fallen off the glasses.

The bag made of crocodile skin also lost its glow and, like everyone else, gave it a cruel feel.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, the star of hope and the perfect lady of magic.” Rita sarcastically walked over to Ivan and Hermione's table, “what are you two doing here now? ”

After Ivan captured her last semester, she remained locked in a glass jar in the form of a beetle that lasted most of the year.

It wasn't until the summer vacation started that Hermione released her.

As a deal, she was not allowed to write any paper without the consent of Ivan and Hermione.

This is really killing Rita, not doing anything at home every day.

Don't think about it, she must hate Ivan and Hermione right now.

“Naturally, it's a deal!” Hermione didn't mean to say, "Spread all the rage against Ivan on Rita," but if you're sarcastic about both of us in that tone, the deal will blow. ”

Ivan nodded unconditionally in support of Hermione.

“What deal?” Rita asked, taking a trembling breath, "You haven't mentioned the deal yet, a serious lady, you two just called me over, just like summoning your own servant, one day..."

“One day you'll write articles attacking me, Evan and Harry, won't you?!” Hermione said indifferently, "It doesn't make any sense. I don't understand. Why don't you find someone who cares? ”

“Without my help, they've written a lot of articles attacking you, and I think they're doing better than I thought.” Rita says, "Tell Tom to bring her a glass of flame whiskey," how do you feel? Betrayed? Distracted? ”

“Lupin told me about this a while ago and they seem to have gotten some help from you.” Ivan said.

If Rita didn't do anything about the current situation, that would be weird.

“It's not my fault that my manuscript was stolen, just about you and Dumbledore.” Rita revealed a nervous smile, he knew very well that the boy in front of him did not look as harmless to humans and animals as he appeared to be. "It was also a great loss to me, but anyway, I kept my promise and never wrote any more stories, you can't...”

“Well, Ms. Skeeter, I think we should be honest.” Ivan took a sip and said, "Hermione was right, and if you still have that attitude, I'm afraid we have nothing to talk about. ”

“What do you want?” Rita pushed her glasses down and stared sharply at Evan, "wouldn't you just ask me out for a drink? I remember our relationship didn't seem to be so good...”

“Obviously, we're here to talk to you about cooperation.” Ivan said, "You should know Voldemort's back! ”

Listening to this name, Rita apparently swept past a chestnut and was holding her hand in mid-air with flame whisky.

Her face flashed uncovered panic and her smile became stiff.

Without calling Voldemort names like Evan, Hermione, and Harry, it is simply inconceivable for the rest of the magic world that they have a natural fear of Voldemort, and Ron has not been able to do so until now.

Harry has been trying to correct Ron, but he hastily changed the subject every time.

“You mean the kind of crap Dumbledore has been saying to the outside lately: The Mystery Man is back and you and Harry Potter are the only witnesses?!” Rita asked, couldn't help but fight a chill, “this is crazy. ”

“This is not insane, but something that does happen. Moreover, we were not the only witnesses, and there were more than two dozen dead eaters present.” Ivan said, "If you need us, we can always provide their names and make this public for these people. ”

“That sounds great!” Rita whispered that her right hand quickly stroked through the purse, pulling out parchment paper and a green quill, "a prominent headline: Mason and Potter pointed out the dead eater among us. Well, I think it would be better to use Harry Potter here for propaganda, under one of his big pictures: Harry Potter, a 15-year-old survivor of a mysterious attack, and his classmate Ivan Mason accuse the famous people in the magic world of being dead eaters, and public opinion is loud...”

The shorthand quill was already in her hand and was about to be put in her mouth, and the intoxicating expression disappeared from her face.

“Of course!” she put down her quill and glared at Hermione, "Miss Perfectly Mighty doesn't want to publish this article, does she? ”

“Actually!” Hermione sweetly said, "Perfectly beautiful lady is hoping to publish this article, otherwise why are we looking for you? ”

Rita stood still, staring at Hermione, turning her head and looking at Ivan, wondering if they were serious.

“Ivan and Harry told the Minister of Magic the truth, but he was too stupid to believe them.” Hermione went on to say, "He thinks Dumbledore is taking power and even starting to stigmatize Dumbledore...”

“Everybody knows Fogey's stupid.” Rita whispered excitedly to Hermione, "you just said, hoping I'd cover what you said about someone who couldn't even mention his name? ”

She doesn't care if Voldemort is really back. All she needs is an eye-catching topic. What better way to detonate public opinion than if Voldemort is back and hidden among people?!

And Rita's not a fool, either, and he can feel Ivan and Hermione telling the truth.

If that were the case, her story would be in history and play a vital role.

The International Federation of Wizards would certainly award her an award, even a Order of Merlin.

As for the oppression of the Ministry of Magic, that was never within Rita's consideration.

“Yes!” Hermione said, "Me and Ivan want you to cover all the facts. As Ivan and Harry said, they'll give you all the details, name all the dead eaters they saw there, tell you what Voldemort looks like now... hey, can you be steady? ”

She scornfully said, throwing over a napkin.

Once again, Rita overreacted when she heard Voldemort's name.

This time, she shook herself, spilled half a glass of flame whisky on her body, and her clothes were all wet!

Rita simply wiped her clothes and gasped for air, still staring at Ivan and Hermione.