Chapter 460： birthday present

Rita Skeeter has her own calculations.

She can be bothered while being annoying, because she knows what can't be reported and who can't offend. There is an interesting fact here: different people value the same thing differently, and the same person values ​​different things differently.

She can report on the extravagance and power of the Malfoy family, but she will not touch on their history of being banned by the Muggle King, and the fact that they have had close associations with Death Eaters; she will also use harsh words in the article Dumbledore described him as a "rigid old madman," but she would never write about the forbidden friendship half a century ago, or mention his dead relatives.

Unless they are gone.

Relying on this unique understanding of news, she formed her own reporting style, which is unique in the magic world and has a group of loyal fans. However, the past two years have gone unfavorable and she has overturned one after another.

The first time a car rolled over was two years ago. She met a low-key wizard who misjudged the situation, thinking that it would be no big deal to offend. As a result, she hit an iron plate and was found.

The second time was also two years ago, when Lockhart’s straw bag discovered the secret of the illegal Animagus, she had to preemptively use it to get rid of troubles. Afterwards, when she knew Lockhart was one When she was a real master of memory, she was shocked in a cold sweat. The well-informed woman naturally knew how many catties she had. Her lame oblivion curse couldn't hold him for too long, so she hurried to magic Ministry reported to Animagus.

Although her reputation worsened, she also escaped, only to be fined a sum of money.

The third time involved her ambitious work, "Away from Black Terror." Ever since her competitor and confidant was imprisoned in Azkaban, she has been considering completing a highly influential new book, and has received the honorary endorsement of Dumbledore and Reguler, who is also a descendant of the ancient pure-blood family. S. Black came into her sight, he also had a hidden identity, he was once a Death Eater!

She doesn’t care if it’s true, but this story has a selling point, isn’t it? And luckily, both protagonists of the event died.

The only obstacle to this incident may be the only heir of the Black family, Sirius Black. If his wanted warrant was still hanging in Diagon Alley, she would definitely not dare to do so, but that Black was eventually proved to be wronged. What a stupid guy. After more than ten years of jail for nothing, Rita Skeeter once suspected that he had an intellectual problem.

But anyway, since Sirius Black was wronged, she was not afraid of him. Think about it, the last person in the ancient pure-blood family ran away from home at the age of 16, and has never inherited any connections in the family. What is there to be afraid of?

In her opinion, Sirius should have been busy digging around and restoring family glory at that time.

As a result, the development of the matter was completely out of control. First, Sirius Black kept sending her roaring letters, and then the news that the loyal lackey of the Dark Lord had come back from the dead and escaped from arrest. This made her extremely scared, and at the same time annoyed. When did Azkaban become a sieve?

Damn Barty Crouch! Both!

She repeatedly inquired into the truth through various relationships, and the more she understood, the more chilling she became. She even used a secret piece of information and finally met a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic. He looked at her like a dead person.

She promptly took refuge in the most powerful wizard she could come into contact with, Felix Haipu, and did not hesitate to provide all kinds of secret information she had collected over the years.

She finally knew who she was afflicted with. She had guessed at all possibilities, and even wondered if she was being targeted by a certain saint, but she did not expect that she was a dead person.

The servant pretends to be dead, and the master pretends to be dead. Is this a strange habit?

Despite the promise of Felix Haipu, she is worried that she will be used as bait. If the fish is not caught, she will be swallowed instead? After repeated weighings, she decided to go out and hide for a while. She quietly moved to the Muggle community under the excuse of writing a book with ease, and temporarily disconnected from the magical world.

While walking around, she found a newsstand, and one of the Muggle tabloids was unexpectedly in line with her appetite. Although she didn't like the third edition very much... but she still used some "techniques" and became a trainee reporter.

After several small attempts, she became the most brilliant intern under the editor-in-chief, and promotion to an official reporter is just around the corner. And she was really not going to give up this identity. She decided to persuade the editor-in-chief who had a terrible dressing taste to allow her to have a certain degree of autonomy.

In the morning, Rita Skeeter came out of The Sun’s station. She promised to bring an important report to the newspaper every month, and the harvest was naturally the flexibility in working hours.

At noon, she returned to Diagon Alley.

Rita Skeeter took a deep breath, feeling relieved. On the way back to the headquarters of the Daily Prophet, she unexpectedly saw various posters on Diagon Alley, and even Barty Crouch Jr's wanted order was blocked.

Rita Skeeter stared at the dozen or so people on the poster blankly. They were all champions of the tournament. She was no stranger to them. She also participated in the pre-match wand inspection and the report of the first event. But now it is clear that something big that she doesn't know has happened.

Half an hour later, at the headquarters of the Daily Prophet, she learned what happened from the photographer's assistant.

The second project!

Magic projector!

Of course, there are ancient magic texts!

Rita Skeeter, who has been in the Sun for two months, certainly knows what a projector is, and she even understands the operating logic of the "Future World" company.

"Those little guys are very famous now?" She straightened her curly hair and asked.

"Rita, you missed a lot of Jin Jialong!" said her photographer.

Rita Skeeter lowered her head and stared at him from behind her jeweled glasses, "Oh, Bozo... There is never a shortage of news, I have done more important things."

"So, uh, you plan now"

"Of course it's a piece of the pie!" Rita Skeeter said She reached into the crocodile leather handbag and took out a dark green pen and a shorthand notebook. The photographer stared at her new gear in surprise, and Rita Skeeter calmly changed the ring of ouroboros on her finger, revealing only a dark green ring.

"Hurry up!" she said sternly, "don't tell me you haven't done anything during this time! Take all the photos you took!"

...

At the same time, Felix stared at a package sent by the owl.

That is a birthday present.

He gently opened the outer packaging, which contained a birthday card and a birthday cake. After confirming it several times and finding no trace of magic, he opened the birthday card. The greeting on the card is very brief, and the signature is still a simple name, Jane, without a surname.

"Strange...Have I mentioned my birthday? Not to mention it's a week late..." Felix said to himself, his birthday was April 8, but it was already the 15th. The owl with the Owl Post Office logo ankle ring has flown away, which means he doesn't need to write a reply.