v3 Chapter 72： So tough!

Luna brought a message and left soon. She also rode her "little donkey" upside down and distributed Christmas presents from house to house.

William and Hermione drove Luna to the side of the road and watched as she entered the blizzard.

The unicorn gradually disappeared, and Luna's ethereal singing came from a distance, like the sound of heaven.

Tsk tsk...William always felt that Luna had a fairy spirit. If she pretended to be a magician, she should have more charm than Professor Trelawney.

William took Hermione's hand, crossed the bridge, and returned to the house.

He stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter, William?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"A wizard has come in!" William took out his wand.

He looked around, but found nothing.

Strange, he clearly felt that the guardian spell was set around him, and he detected the approach of the wizard.

The most important thing is that he set up the Faithful Loyalty Charm. Without permission, it is impossible for a strange wizard to come in!

Mrs. Norris, who had been squatting by the window as a woodcarver, suddenly leaned down and grinned at William's back as a warning.

"A beetle!" said Hermione in surprise.

She quickly poked with her wand, and the beetle flew up, ready to run away.

William was stunned, there are still beetles in the winter? As if remembering something, he aimed his wand at the beetle.

"Show yourself from the shape!"

His wand glowed blue-white and shot at the beetle.

The beetle hung in the air, its little green body twisting wildly and falling to the floor.

Another dazzling flash, and then like a quick shot of a tree growing:

A head appeared on the ground, limbs stretched out, and after a while, a woman appeared.

The woman has delicate hair and big wavy curls. She wears a pair of glasses studded with jewels. Her fat fingers are clutching a crocodile leather handbag. Her fingernails are about two inches long, and they are painted red, like a bone spirit.

- Rita Skeeter!

William recognized the woman immediately.

He raised his eyebrows and laughed.

interesting,

Interesting……!

According to the results of the Ministry of Magic registration, there were only eight registered Animagus in the twentieth century, including William.

This number is pitifully small, William knew that there must be quite a few illegal Animagus.

If Professor McGonagall hadn't known about William's study progress, he probably wouldn't have reported it.

But among these eight people, the woman Rita Skeeter is definitely not included.

This means one thing, Rita is an illegal Animagus.

No wonder she always gets precious information. It turns out that she is an Animagus or a beetle... as expected of a student from Ravenclaw.

It is excellent...

Nonsence!

William suddenly felt embarrassed. Three consecutive Defence Against the Dark Arts professors were from Ravenclaw... Rita too... This?

The whole world is deliberately targeting my cute eagle sauce?

I'm Ravenclaw... that's a place to cultivate outstanding talents, how come it seems like it's all scumbags?

Shouldn't it be time to clean up Slytherin, get a name, etc.?

William sighed.

"Where is this place, and how did I appear here?"

Rita is worthy of being a journalist. She broke into other people's houses illegally, but she showed a confused look, as if she had encountered the turbulence of time and space before appearing here.

Illegal Animagus is a felony. Once found out, the Azkaban tourist pass is indispensable. She will definitely pretend to be crazy and sell stupid to confuse the public.

Rita seemed to see William suddenly, and said in surprise:

"Oh, Mr. Stark, finally see you? Why am I here?"

"Is this your home?"

Carrying a small bag of crocodile skin, she walked around.

"Excellent, that's right—great," said Rita Skeeter. "Now, let me think about..."

"How about an exclusive interview? I wrote you several letters and wanted to interview you, but I didn't receive a reply.

Now is a good opportunity, I guarantee you will be on the headlines of major newspapers tonight and make your fame even higher!

Using a shorthand quill to make notes, you wouldn't object, would you? That way I can free up my hands and talk to you normally..."

Rita reached into her alligator handbag and pulled out a long, dazzling green quill and a roll of parchment.

She put the tip of the green quill pen in her mouth, curled her tongue, and licked it for a while.

Then, she placed the pen vertically on the parchment. The quill quivered slightly, squirting out a large amount of ink juice and falling on the white paper.

"Come on, is there a separate room, just you and me, one-on-one interview... Let's start a wonderful Christmas?"

In just a few minutes, Rita turned her back on the customer. It seemed that there had never been a beetle, and she was just an ordinary reporter.

And this, too, was an unremarkable interview.

"A separate room is fine, the living room is fine." William sat down on the sofa with a harmless smile.

"I know you—Rita Skeeter. Aunt Rita, since you're here, you're a guest. What do you like to drink?"

"Auntie...!!" Rita took a deep breath in silence, feeling that she was suffocated from internal injuries.

It was the first time someone called her Auntie!

"Fire whiskey, without ice, thank you!"

"Well, okay, then pour a cappuccino for Auntie."

William waved his wand, and the teapot on the table automatically brewed a cup of coffee and floated into Rita's hands.

"..." Rita told herself: Be normal, don't get angry.

Her eyes fell on Hermione, obviously attracted by the cat's tail, and she showed a look of excitement.

It's really big news.

Stimulate!

Sure enough, he came to the right place.

The stylus began to write quickly.

William snapped his fingers, and the stylus stopped.

Rita was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that William would be able to... cast spells without a staff.

Indeed, the rumors are true! Stark is very powerful, unlike ordinary wizards.

"Rita, I heard Uncle Newt mention you." William said softly.

"Oh, that report?" Rita frowned, Scamander must have said nothing nice about her.

This is troublesome. Preconceived ideas will greatly reduce the impression score, which is not conducive to her interview.

"I know, you are good at twisting the facts, and you always want to make big news." William pushed the glasses that didn't exist on his face.

"Oh, William, I think you misunderstood me about this matter, I just reported it truthfully.

You can't be deceived by that old rascal from Scamander, and Piquelli still misses him now. "

"Never forgetting and having a leg are two different things."

William's smile gradually subsided, and he said blankly, "And I don't want to talk to you about it now."

"You turned into a beetle with Animagus secretly broke into my house, what do you mean?!"

"Child, I didn't break into your house, I was outside, and I ran here for no reason."

And you misunderstood, I drank the compound decoction. "

"Rita, don't forget that I am also an Animagus. I can clearly tell the difference between the two."

William glanced at Hermione out of the corner of his eye, then took out a bottle of Veritaserum from his pocket.

He shook his head, dragging his voice like Snape, and said:

"Don't admit it? With just one drop, you can tell your secret, do you want to taste it salty, without any additives."

"It's illegal!" Rita immediately went to get her wand.

But William was faster, with a flick of his wand.

The pillow on the sofa turned into a rope, tying Rita's hands, wrapping her whole body, and suspending her from the ceiling.

"You turned into a beetle and sneaked into my house. It's understandable that I accidentally rioted with magic. After all..." William said softly.

"I'm still a child!"

"Professor Dumbledore and Minister Fudge will understand me, and you are different, a liar full of lies, or an illegal Animagus... right?"

Rita took a breath, and found that she had hit a hard ballast.

hard,

How tough!

Much tougher than Scamander!

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(Thanks to "Hellcat", "Muli Tower", and "Atayer" for their rewards.)

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