After getting the authorization for an exclusive interview, the two found an undisturbed inquiry room and sat down.

Rita Skeeter eagerly took out a roll of parchment and a shorthand quill from her crocodile pouch, set them aside, and then looked at Ivan with a sweet smile on her lips.

"I'm used to taking notes with a shorthand quill pen, you wouldn't object, would you? That way I won't be distracted by talking to you. ”

"No, I'm against it!" Ivan said without hesitation.

"That's good..."Rita Skeeter replied subconsciously, and then realized what Ivan was saying, and the smile on the corner of her mouth froze for a while.

She never imagined that the person she was being interviewed would say that...

"Against? Why? Rita asked word by word, trying to maintain a professional smile on her face.

Ivan looked at her with suspicion, tapped his fingers on the table, and spoke slowly.

"Mrs. Skeeter, you are violating professional ethics by doing this, and it makes me wonder if you have to rely on this magic quill to write a decent article..."

"Maybe I can tell the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet that they can hire this quill of yours!" Ivan's words did not save Rita half face.

When he saw her take out a shorthand quill, Ivan knew that this interview would not be 100% peaceful.

Because that pen is Rita Skeeter's most important "magic weapon", the one who is best at adding oil and vinegar will be tampered with by the interviewer's words into all kinds of exciting content, and the rumor-mongering skills are even more powerful than Rita Skeeter herself!

Rita Skeeter was so angry for a moment that she had to take out a new quill from the package under Ivan's suspicious gaze.

Her professionalism will never be questioned by anyone!

"We can start now, right? Mr. Hals? Rita took a few deep breaths, calmed her emotions, and said with a smile.

"Of course, that's no problem!" Ivan nodded, he figured that Rita shouldn't have a second shorthand quill pen.

"Then the first question, how did you come up with the idea of researching a wolf poison potion?" Rita asked.

"Tumbledown Alley is a gathering place for werewolf wizards, and I often come into contact with them to understand their plight, which is why I came up with the idea of developing a wolf poison potion..."

"You're in regular contact with werewolves? Why? What made you take such a big risk? ”

Rita Skeeter immediately found the part she was interested in from Ivan's words, her eyes lit up, her face with heavy makeup came closer, and she said excitedly.

"Is it because of your werewolf girlfriend?"

In a short period of time, Rita Skeeter had already made up a poignant love story in her head, and her hands with the quill began to tremble, trying to write something.

"There are no werewolves among my friends!" Ivan rolled his eyes and interrupted.

Rita Skeeter was very disappointed, she had already thought of a story, but she couldn't write it, thinking of this, Rita Skeeter said very unwillingly.

"Did you have any other emotional experiences at school?"

Ivan shook his head without hesitation, trying to cut off the last hint of Rita Skeeter's nonsense.

However, Ivan seriously underestimated Rita Skeeter's ability to talk nonsense, she didn't care what people were saying, and she was able to piece together what she wanted with just a few words.

The sharp-eyed Ivan clearly saw Rita Skeeter holding a quill and writing such a passage on parchment.

[Ivan Hals is quite concerned about male werewolves, and is ashamed to mention his relationship history, which seems to have something unspeakable...]

After writing, Rita Skeeter smiled kindly at Ivan.

Ivan's forehead was bruised, and he regretted that he hadn't learned the Forgetting Charm, otherwise he would have beaten the old woman and then used the Forgetting Charm to erase all the other party's memories...

"Mrs. Skeeter, I must remind you that I will only be in the second grade next school year, and I am afraid that you will not have any credibility in writing a history of feelings." Ivan held back his anger and retorted.

"Is that so?" Rita nodded thoughtfully, crossing out the sentences she had just written.

Just as Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, Rita continued.

[Potions genius Ivan Hals is extremely eager for a love, but his young age makes him frustrated in the pursuit of love, and in the end he can only be accompanied by werewolves.] 】

Ivan was completely speechless, so whatever questions Rita Skeeter asked next, Ivan would not answer.

It's just that this obviously doesn't bother the old woman, she looks at Ivan's expression to herself, and adds a lot of dissection sentences, and shapes Ivan on the parchment into a haughty and indifferent potions genius with many quirks.

Rita Skeeter felt that such an image would surely attract the attention of the public, and Ivan watched coldly as more and more content was recorded on the parchment.

"Okay, that's all for today's interview, right?" Rita Skeeter nodded in satisfaction after filling the parchment she had brought, feeling that it was enough to dominate the headlines for days.

Just as Rita Skeeter was packing her crocodile leather handbag, standing up, and preparing to leave, Ivan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Mrs. Skeeter, please wait a minute..."

Rita Skeeter looked stunned and turned her head, but then heard Ivan continue.

"Or rather, I should call you the illegal Animagus Transfigurative, Lady Beetle!"

Rita Skeeter's figure shuddered violently, staring at Ivan in disbelief, but soon a smirk rose at the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Hals, I don't quite understand what you mean," said Rita Skeeter, feigning composure.

"Really? As long as I understand! Ivan raised his eyebrows, looked at her playfully, and said casually.

Rita Skeeter was a little unsure if Ivan was playing tricks on herself, but when she thought about it, she felt impossible, because Ivan accurately stated that her Animagus transformation was a beetle.

But no one should know this secret....

"There are no absolute secrets in the world, are they?" Ivan changed his expression and gestured to the seat in front of him. "I think we can sit down and talk about it now..."

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Sogou