Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Too bad you can't film this scene, otherwise it's definitely the front page tomorrow.

Ivan was thinking about having a dedicated cameraman for Rita Skeeter, and as she had done in the Daily Prophet, a good photograph could be a pen for stories that would be easier to attract the reader's attention.

Just give her an extra Golden Gallon a month and Rita will definitely have the right person in her hand.

Foggy and Umbridge left in a hurry, and Rita Skeeter persevered in her pursuit.

She kept asking questions about the trial and did not intend to leave Fogey alone so easily.

Others nodded at Ivan from time to time, but many others looked elsewhere.

That look just seemed to take Mr. Ivan, Harry and Weasley as part of the wall.

Percy was the last to leave the courtroom, and the atmosphere in the hallway was the most awkward when he came out.

He swept Mr. Weasley's face without expression and grabbed a large roll of parchment paper and a large backup feather pen, his back straightened, his nostrils facing the sky and walked meteorically.

Apart from the tight lines around Mr. Weasley's mouth, there were no signs of seeing his third son.

“We should tell you the good news, they must be very anxious up there!” Mr. Weasley said that when Percy's heel disappeared on the ladder leading to the ninth floor, he showed Ivan and Harry to go forward, "By the way, Ivan, I know you've been hiring Rita Skeeter to write for the paper recently, but you better stay away from that woman, she'll only make rumors. Over the past few years, she has caused numerous problems, and half of the work of the entire Ministry of Magic has been done for her...”

“I'll keep an eye out!” Ivan said, "We will scrutinize her articles before they are published. ”

That said, Corita Skeeter has a good grasp of the scale.

She knows how to guide readers between lines without leaving critical evidence.

Even if the whole article is bullshit across the line, there's no way to get people to say anything.

As for whether or not she was making a rumor, whether or not it would cause trouble, as long as it wasn't about her side, Ivan didn't care either.

As things stand, with Rita Skeeter around, Foggy will have more or less a problem, which is enough.

“Just count yourself in.” Mr. Weasley said, walking up the stairs, "I'll show you guys around the department later, and then I'll send you back, and I'll dare to take care of that bin...”

“What are you going to do with it?” Harry grinned and asked.

Suddenly, everything seemed five times more fun than usual.

When he was acquitted, he was in a much better mood and was finally able to relax and visit the Ministry of Magic.

“Oh, just an anti-evil spell magic, that's all.” When they went upstairs, Mr. Weasley said, "There's nothing to fix what's broken, mainly the attitude behind this vandalism. Some wizards may find it fun to tease Muggles, but it may express something deeper and uglier, and as a...”

Halfway through, Mr. Weasley suddenly stopped, and they just walked down the corridor on the ninth floor and saw Umbridge commanding two wizards to drive Rita Skeeter out, as if it had been ordered by Foggy.

Fuji himself stood a few steps away from them and was talking to a tall man in a low voice.

The man had smooth, greasy golden hair and a pointy face.

Hearing their footsteps, the tall man turned his face.

He also suddenly stopped, squeezing cold grey eyes and staring dead at Evan and Harry's face.

“Yes, yes, Guardian Potter and Mason the Star of Hope!” Lucius Malfoy emphasises coldly with irony.

Harry suddenly felt breathless, as if he had stepped into something solidified.

He looked at each other angrily, I can't believe Lucius Malfoy still looked at him face to face, I can't believe Malfoy actually showed up here, in the Magic Department of the Hall, and Connelly Fogey was talking to him, and the friendly attitude seemed like the best friend.

You know, they said to Fogee a few weeks ago that Malfoy was a dead eater.

Next to Harry, Ivan also frowned at Malfoy, and the last time he saw those two cold, gray eyes, they were hidden behind two slits of the Death Eater's Hood, and his phantom appeared in that dark cemetery to renew his allegiance to his old master.

Lucius Malfoy is a very cunning man whose character and Malfoy family status and wealth will never be completely loyal to anyone, will never truly put Voldemort's interests first like those lunatics, and he will always have his own plans.

In other words, he is a member of the Voldemort camp.

In Ivan's view, he could actually work with Malfoy and there was no fundamental disagreement between the two sides.

Of course, be extra careful with Malfoy, who is far more troublesome than Rita Skeeter.

At least Ivan doesn't have anything in his hand to impress him yet.

But when he figured out how the returning Voldemort felt about the Malfoy family, Ivan believed he still had a chance, and Voldemort would certainly not easily bypass Malfoy, who had destroyed one of his souls.

He will keep this firmly in mind and let them die little by little...

By the time Malfoy understood all this, it was the moment when he was betrayed by Voldemort without any hesitation.

“The Minister just told me about your lucky escape, Potter!” Mr. Malfoy said with a tone of cavity, his grey eyes staring closely at Harry, "what a surprise, you can drill out of a very narrow hole constantly, honestly, like a snake. ”

Mr. Weasley grabbed Harry's shoulder tightly and warned him not to move slightly.

“Yeah.” Harry said, taking a deep breath, "Yeah, I'm good at getting away. ”

Lucius Malfoy then turned his eyes to Ivan.

“Look at your companion, Porter, if I were you, I wouldn't let a mud breed stand beside me.” He said slowly.

“If I were you, Mr. Malfoy, I wouldn't stand idly here.” Ivan said, smiling up at the corner of his mouth.

He decided to remind the other party, by the way, of a slight stimulus, which would be better if it sped up Malfoy's pour.

This is a good opportunity, by the way, otherwise he really can't get in touch with each other.

It would be fitting to add some deadly trouble to Voldemort and Lucius with just a few words.

“After you've lost something important to your master and damaged it, do you think he'll let you go easily because you know him?” Ivan said.

“What do you mean?” Lucius narrows his eyes, “I don't understand what you're saying. ”

“You will understand that Draco and I are classmates, although a little contradictory, but generally enjoying ourselves, naturally do not want to see him step by step towards destruction.” Evan said, looking back at each other, happily looking at each other's evolving expression.