Truth be told, unemployment is not for Rita. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The curls that had been carefully scalded before found to be straightened and hung in a mess.

The red nail polish on the two-inch-long pointed nails had peeled off, and two fake jewels had fallen off the glasses.

The leather bag made of crocodile skin also lost its luster, and like the whole person, it gave people a sense of sloppiness.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Hope Star and Miss Perfect in the wizarding world. Rita said sarcastically, staggering over and sitting down at Evan and Hermione's table, "What are you two doing with me now?"

After she was caught by Aven last semester, she remained in the form of a beetle and was locked in a glass jar for most of the year.

It wasn't until the school was out of summer that Hermione let her out.

As a matter of agreement, she was not allowed to write a single manuscript without the consent of Evan and Hermione.

For Rita, this really killed her, and she was idle at home every day with nothing to do.

Needless to say, she must have hated Evan and Hermione to death right now.

"It's a deal, of course!" Hermione said angrily, taking all her anger at Rita, "but if you sarcastically mock the two of us in that tone, the deal will fall through." ”

Evan nodded, supporting Hermione unconditionally.

"What deal?" asked Rita, taking a trembling breath, "You haven't mentioned the deal yet, Serious Miss, you two just called me over, like summoning your own servants, and one day ......"

"Someday you're going to write an article against me, Evan, and Harry, aren't you?!" Hermione said nonchalantly, "There's no point in doing that, I don't understand, why don't you find someone you care about?"

"I don't need my help, they've written a lot of attacks on you, and I think they're doing a good job, better than I thought. Rita said, asking Tom to bring her a glass of flaming whiskey, "How do you feel? betrayed, distraught?"

"Lupin spoke to me about this some time ago, and they seem to have gotten some help from you. Evan said.

In the current situation, it would be strange if Rita did nothing.

"You can't blame me, my manuscript was stolen, and it happened to be about you and Dumbledore. Rita smiled nervously, he knew very well that the boy in front of him was not as harmless as he looked, "It's also a big loss to me, but anyway, I kept my promise and never wrote a single report, you can't ......"

"Well, Ms. Skeeter, I think we should be more open. Evan took a sip and said, "Hermione is right, if you still have this attitude, I'm afraid we won't have anything to talk about." ”

"What do you want to do?" Rita pushed her glasses down and stared sharply at Aven, "You won't just ask me out for a drink, will you?" I think our relationship doesn't seem to be getting this far......

"Obviously, we're talking to you about cooperation. Evan said, "You should know that Voldemort is back!"

Rita shuddered visibly at the sight of the name, and her hand holding the flaming whiskey stopped in mid-air.

A hint of undisguised panic flashed across her face, and her smile stiffened.

Calling Voldemort by his name casually like Aven, Hermione, and Harry was unthinkable to the rest of the wizarding world, who had a natural fear of Voldemort, and until now, Ron couldn't do it.

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

"You mean the that Dumbledore has been telling lately: the mystery man is back, and you and Harry Potter are the only witnesses?!" Rita asked, shuddering, "That's crazy. ”

"It's not crazy at all, it's something that's happening. Moreover, the two of us were not the only witnesses, as there were two dozen Death Eaters present. "If you need it, we can always provide their names and make them public." ”

"That sounds good!" Rita whispered, her right hand fumbling quickly in her purse, pulling out parchment and a green quill pen, "a bold headline: Mason and Potter point out the Death Eaters among us. Well, I think it's better to use Harry Potter as propaganda here, under one of his large photographs: fifteen-year-old Harry Potter and his classmate Evan Mason, survivors of the Mysterio attack, and his classmate Evan Mason accused prominent figures in the wizarding world of being Death Eaters, and public outcry ......"

The shorthand quill was already in her hand, and was about to put it in her mouth, when the expression of intoxication disappeared from her face.

"Of course!" she put down her quill and glared at Hermione, "Miss Perfect doesn't want to be on this article, does she?"

"Actually!" said Hermione sweetly, "Miss Perfect is hoping to make this article, otherwise what are we looking for you?"

Rita froze, glared at Hermione, and then turned to look at Evan, looking at whether the two of them were serious.

"Evan and Harry told the Minister of Magic the truth, but the Minister was too stupid to believe them. Hermione continued, "He thought it was Dumbledore seizing power, and even began to slander Dumbledore......"

"Everybody knows Fudge's stupidity. Rita whispered excitedly to Hermione, "You just said that you want me to report on what you said about the man who can't even be named?"

She didn't care if Voldemort was really resurrected, all she needed was an eye-catching topic, and what could detonate public opinion better than Voldemort's return and the Death Eaters hiding among the people?!

Moreover, Rita was not a fool, he could sense that what Evan and Hermione were saying seemed to be the truth.

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

The International Confederation of Wizards will also definitely give her an award, even a medal of the Order of the Order of Merlin.

As for the Ministry of Magic's suppression, it was never in Rita's consideration.

"Yes!" said Hermione, "and Evan and I want you to tell the truth, all the facts. As Evan and Harry told, they'll give you full details, name all the Death Eaters they've seen there, and tell you what Voldemort looks like now...... Hey, can you be a little more steady. ”

She said contemptuously, tossing a napkin.

Hearing Voldemort's name again, Rita still overreacted.

This time, she was so shocked that she spilled half a glass of flame whiskey on her body, and her clothes were soaked!

Rita wiped her clothes briefly, gasping for air, still glaring at Evan and Hermione.