Movie World I am King

"Because there is such a thing on Mount Astor..." Sarah said, gently using her fingers out of thin air, and a creature image composed of blue lines appeared in front of Zhou Ye...

Zhou Ye looked at the creature in front of him that looked a bit human, but had two pairs of transparent wings behind him, and asked in confusion, "This is? Storum??"

"Yes, it's this kind of gadget..." Sarah is not surprised by her boyfriend's erudition. She has seen too much in the time she gets along...

"I remember that the gathering place of these little things is not in the Alps?" Zhou Ye just finished saying this and couldn't help but smile and said, "Forget it, I actually forgot that the Pyrenees is the backbone of the Alps. The extended part... Strictly speaking, this can also be called the Alps..."

"Yes... honey!" Sarah said with a smile.

Although these little things called Stomam look like humanoids, they are very small, about less than one meter in height. They are classified as elves by the researchers of magical creatures. The reason is that they He has simple wisdom and is naturally sensitive to storm elements...

They especially like to root their nests on high and steep cliffs. Their flying speed is very amazing, and they like to live in groups. In the sky, they have few rivals...

They can hover in the air like a helicopter, or they can fly backwards in the air like a hummingbird... Simply put, although this kind of little guy is small, it's not easy to deal with...

"It's a pity..." Zhou Ye sighed sadly while looking at the patterns in the sky.

"It's nothing... dear, we can definitely win!" Sarah thought that her man was unfortunate that this competition was too difficult, but in fact, Zhou Ye was just a pity that this little thing was too ugly, otherwise... …You can grab a few and go back as pets.

However, of course Zhou Ye would not explain those things to Sarah. He just pushed people to him, and turned his head, but it was a pity that the Storm Elves were too ugly...this—the bastard thing is not done like this...Zhou Ye is not stupid. ."Well, I believe we can definitely win!"

Chapter one hundred and forty six

Just as the Triwizard Tournament of Boothbaton College in France is in full swing, in a three-story Victorian-style old building in an unremarkable old-fashioned building in East London, England, there are strange guys from time to time. In and out...

To say that these guys are strange because of their looks from time to time. Their looks are actually no different from most British people. They are strange because of their clothes or behavior...

Some of them wore shabby suits and looked like beggars, while others wore the black shawl dresses that were more popular in the last century, just like the people of Holmes’s contemporaries have crossed over...

And the strangest place is-those pedestrians walking on the street, the attitude of turning a blind eye to these guys, logically speaking, such a strange guy walking on the street will definitely arouse crowds of people, even if they are not onlookers, Will look more curiously...

But the attitude of those passers-by towards these weird guys turned a blind eye...

However, this is not surprising, because this is the headquarters of the [Prophet Daily], and all the people who enter and exit here are reporters from the Prophet Daily, or wizards who come here to break the news...

For these wizards, I want the Muggles to turn a blind eye to them. They have hundreds of methods to use, so it’s not surprising that something like this would happen...

On the second floor of the headquarters of the Daily Prophet--

This is a layout like a Muggle World newspaper, with wooden partitions—the editors of the newspaper who are struggling to write on the table...

All this looks no different from the Muggle world, of course, if you can ignore the manuscript paper flying around...

Just as the editors of the Daily Prophet were working hard and busy, a girl with high heels and work clothes no different from that of Muggle office women, and a girl with blond curly hair carrying her handbag rushed in and wrote. In the office with the nameplate of [Editor-in-Chief Office].

"Greg... Guess what I heard?" As soon as the girl rushed into the editor's room, she shouted to the editor: "The Ministry of Magic is actually organizing the Triwizard Tournament, and they didn't inform us... Oh my god, this is just a conspiracy...I ask to go to Bosbatten College in France now, and I ask the newspaper to give me permission to interview..."

"Skeet, don't get excited..." The editor-in-chief, who was lying on the table and struggling to write, helplessly put down the quill in his hand. He looked at the man in front of him who was always looking for big news and events, helpless. Said: "The Ministry of Magic notified me of the incident, but because of certain things, interviews are prohibited..."

"Why? Why is the interview forbidden?" Rita Skeeter heard the editor's words, and suddenly shouted with dissatisfaction: "Is there a shady in the Triwizard Tournament? Are they planning to give this honor privately? Give it to a certain college? No, I must go take a look... I want to expose their shady!"

"Stop it, Skeeter..." After the editor-in-chief sighed, he just wanted to talk... he suddenly stopped because he was actually dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic's notification... The competition for hegemony has started again, but the Daily Prophet is not allowed to report??How could he feel satisfied?

Maybe Rita is an opportunity here?If something really happens, just throw this little reporter out...

Thinking of this, the editor-in-chief changed his words: "I also think there is a shady inside, but in view of the notification of the Ministry of Magic, it is impossible for me to apply through your interview... However, I can help you reimburse everything that happened in France. cost……"

"Don't apply for my interview?" Rita couldn't help blinking her eyes. The big eyes under the flat lens were full of doubt...

Did not pass the application, but reimbursed myself for the interview expenses?Are you using yourself as a gunman??But forget it, anyway, all she wants is to be famous, to be a famous reporter... If you are used as a gunman, you can be a gunman, just take what you need...

Thinking of this, Rita nodded, and then said: "Okay, I will go home now to prepare. I will be stationed at Bosbatten College in France and broadcast the Triwizard Tournament throughout the whole process... How many times have it been suspended? A century of competition..."

Rita Skeeter said, rushing towards the door...

"It's a newcomer, I don't know how high the sky is!" The editor-in-chief looked at the room that was vacated again in a blink of an eye, gave a bit of helpless smile, picked up the quill, and continued his work...

The editor-in-chief's evaluation of herself, Rita Skeeter, obviously doesn't know, but - even if she knows it, she will only sneer, want to be famous, want to be in the top... How can you not take a risk?

Others only saw the danger of this interview, but they did not see the huge prestige brought by this interview...

After a few centuries...

The campus competition held again...

The competition among the three major magic schools in Europe...

And-the only reporter who covered the whole process...

This will make her a newcomer, from an anonymous reporter, to a well-known reporter in the magic world...

Thinking of this, Rita Skeeter's steps are a bit lighter...

As for the interview may be rejected?Rita Skeeter never thought about it... She was never a compliant person. To achieve her goal, she needed some small means... She thought it was always necessary.

As an unregistered Animagus, Rita Skeeter is confident to complete this interview task...

The confident Rita Skeeter simply returned to her rented place with a trot speed. After simply packing up some luggage, carrying her own luggage, she rushed out of her house...

She will first take a taxi to London Airport, and then take the latest flight to Montpellier, a city in southern France...to fly directly to southern France...

There may be wizards who disdain to take Muggle transportation... But this person will definitely not be Rita Skeeter.You know... she doesn't have a license to change shadows, and, if the door key is used, it is a spell and registration... a lot of trouble. Once all this is done, it is estimated that the Triwizard Tournament will be over. .

The most important thing about news is timeliness, so those methods are not fast enough for Rita.

Rita felt that, in a sense, the Muggles’ at least the development of transportation far exceeded that of wizards who used magic...

She really didn't understand why those guys looked down on Muggles... it was an inexplicable superiority.

Chapter one hundred and forty seven

"May I sit here?" A tall French man watched Rita leak a self-confident smile, but in fact, Rita felt that this guy must have something...

But as a beauty, Rita Skeeter is basically accustomed to this level of harassment. She just glanced at the number on the aircraft seat and said: "If your ticket allows you to sit here..."

"That's a coincidence! The number on my ticket just allows me to sit here!" The French man smiled triumphantly, then flashed his boarding pass, and sat down unceremoniously...

"Hello, my name is Ben Bruno, you can call me Bruno, of course Ben!" This guy obviously went to the pick-up girl, and started chattering as soon as he sat down...

But Rita was obviously not interested in this familiar guy. She stared straight into the porthole of the plane and waited impatiently for the plane to take off... For Rita, time is news...

Perhaps because of no response, the chattering French man finally closed his gaze... Until the plane took off, he stopped talking...

And Rita was even more happy and quiet, and didn't even want to bother about this...

Muggle transportation is not good at this point. Everywhere people who think they are a fanatic come out to strike up a conversation. It's disgusting...

After nearly four hours of sailing, the plane was about to arrive at Montpellier Mediterranean Airport. The guy named Ben Bruno sitting next to Rita also woke up in the cabin of the upcoming landing reminder...