Rita Skeeter stood outside the door, the rain beating the crimson flower umbrella above her head, her gloves half drenched by the rain blowing in, she exhaled angrily, and reached into the pocket of her robe with her other hand to make sure that the shorthand quill was lying inside.

"What are you up to?"

She was slightly impatient to look through the window of the cabin door, but it was only a blur and she couldn't see anything, and the glass was enchanted.

It's not that I have to pick such weather to interview Krum, it's just that this is really a painstaking effort, and there must be a lot of fierce information that can be dug up in the interview, Rita's eyes are more on another topical character, Harry? Potter.

What if you could make Krum and Harry? Potter's clash would be fine.

Rita Skeeter was thinking about the script in her heart, and with a 'creak', the door slowly opened.

"Thankfully, it's getting raining outside, can you let me go in first."

It's an unknown girl who opens the door, and she's pretty and beautiful, Rita? Skeeter rolled his eyes, and secretly said that this time it was not in vain, but he still squeezed out a little ugly smile first, begging to go into the house first, who wants to be watered outside.

The girl looked at her fixedly, then smiled inexplicably, and stepped aside, revealing the passage into the house.

From the cold cabin to the warm room, Rita's glasses were suddenly covered with a layer of white mist, and she took off the jeweled glasses that were so very valuable, carefully took out the case from the crocodile leather handbag, and put it in, and then looked at the situation in the room.

Hazy and dimly saw a fog, it seemed that there was a small table boiling water, a few people sitting around the small table, could it be a dinner?

Rita? Skeeter stood silently, smiling kindly as he thought he was very polite, and the vague figures also stopped moving, looking at themselves, one of them was very large, like a giant, Rita was not sure, maybe she couldn't see clearly without glasses, it was two people sitting together.

"Hello, Durmstrang classmates? Who knows where Mr. Wickdor is? We've agreed to do a special interview—"

As she spoke, she skillfully took out a shorthand quill pen and a small notebook full of dense words, turned out a new blank page, and asked in a sharp voice:

"But what are you guys doing? Why are you gathered here today? Is it to celebrate Krum's success on his first project? What do you think of Harry Potter in the same group? ”

Questions came out of her mouth like a cannon, Ning An looked at the lips with bright red lipstick, opened and closed back and forth, and couldn't hear anything in her ears, she just felt that this person was so interesting, how could she speak so fast, where did so many questions come from?

Fabian glanced at the female reporter and silently took a big sip of butterbeer, only thinking that this woman was not crazy, how could she think that she was a student of Durmstrang, could it be that the master had cursed her? But it's not like it.

Charlotte the Banshee or the hot pot in the bowl of the Sweeper, just looking up at Rita while eating? Skeeter, as if he was watching a show, 'poof' and laughed.

When the woman waited for an answer for a long time, she found that it was cold, and no one answered her from the few students sitting below, and everyone seemed to be staring at her coldly, and this faint cold feeling made her very uncomfortable.

When did Daphne come to Rita? Behind Skeeter, he looked at her calmly, with a sarcastic smile on his face, the girl had never had a good impression of this female reporter who liked to tell the truth, she remembered that when Ning An left Hogwarts, this woman also published a lot of articles.

"Uh......"

The female reporter, who felt that something was wrong, put her hand into the crocodile leather satchel and took out her delicate glasses case, at this time the haze on the lenses had dried, and she gently pinched the corner of the frame with her two fingers, pretending to put the glasses on elegantly, so that she could see the person in front of her clearly.

A tall man reclined on the couch, no, it would be inaccurate to describe it as tall, Rita Skeeter was sure that the man must have the blood of a giant, and that it was impossible for an ordinary human to be so large.

Next to the man, there was a little red-haired girl, blinking with big eyes, holding two wooden sticks with a piece of white flesh on them, and was looking at herself while holding the piece of meat into her mouth.

Oh yes, there wasn't a table in front of me, but a coffee table with a lot of dishes on it, and a casserole pot with boiling water, and these people were fishing out of the casserole to eat.

Looking further to the left, the last thing left was a dark-haired boy with a delicate face and an Asian face, who put the small bowl in his hand on the coffee table and looked at himself with a smile.

Seeing this person, Rita Skeeter only felt that the cold air on her body was rising outward, a hundred times colder than when she stood outside the cabin just now, and let the cold rain add to her body, and her head was groggy at first, but it was as if a bronze bell suddenly rang in her ears, shaking her whole person back to her senses.

How could she not know who this boy was, but how could he be here, on the big ship of Durmstrang? In Wickdore? In Krum's room? Where did Krum go? Who are these people?

In just one second, thousands of thoughts crossed Rita Skeeter's mind, like a wildfire rekindled, out of control.

Time seemed to be frozen, every movement of the boy on the other side turned into a slide frame by frame and slowed down, Rita only felt that her head was poured with a basin of cold water, and she was extremely sober in an instant, she clearly looked at Ning An and put down the white porcelain bowl with a smile, and reached out to touch it behind her back, what was there was self-evident.

"Smoky!"

How many reactions can a person make in just a few seconds?

Rita Skeeter actually took the lead in taking the wand, even Ning An was slightly surprised, he thought that the other party might not be able to recognize him so quickly, after all, more than a year has passed, and his appearance at this time has already become much different from when he was in the second grade.

"Passed out—"

Daphne, who was guarding behind the female reporter, did not hesitate to emit a red light, but it missed, and the smoke that had been sprayed from Rita Skeeter's wand enveloped the room, and the witch who was standing had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Ning An seemed to hear a slight vibration in the air, "Buzz-" This is the sound of insects flapping their wings, he smiled, and took out his pinned wand, which was his own ebony wand, not Krum's hornbeam, and it was best to use his own wand to perform Transfiguration.

He raised his wand, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a large crow of hei/mao, and rushed straight into the air with the thickest smoke, and Charlotte, who was sitting next to him, happily tapped the bowl with her chopsticks

"Oh, big brother turned into a bird—big brother turned into a bird—"

Fabian snatched the little girl's chopsticks and glared at her, signaling that she was not allowed to do so, as Ning Anke had told the half-blood giant that it was not proper to hit a bowl with chopsticks.

Over there, Daphne was still squinting into the smoke to find Ning An and Rita Skeeter, and here Fabian also grabbed his umbrella-sized wand from the sofa next to him, pointed at it in the air, and shouted:

"The smoke is gone!"

The white smoke was like a tired bird returning to its nest, and in the wand of Fabian, the picture in the air in the room became clear, a little thing with black feathers, struggling back and forth with its large, curved beak.

When the raven landed on the ground, Daphne hurried over and saw that it was a thumb-sized beetle in the raven's mouth, and the pattern around the beetle's eyes was vaguely similar to Rita Skeeter's ugly glasses.

The raven stretched its neck, as if it was actually about to swallow the beetle, and the little beetle struggled desperately, but helplessly, how could an insect compete with the bird, and saw that half of its body was in the bird's beak, maybe it would slip and be swallowed.

Daphne couldn't understand what was going on, she looked the raven up and down with a grin, and slyly reached out and patted its head and said:

"You're not really going to eat her, it's really disgusting."

After speaking, he couldn't help but stretch out his palm and gently stroked the raven's back twice, and the soft bird feathers slipped between his fingers, which actually made the girl's face red.

He seemed to have said he was an Animagus, but he didn't expect it to be a raven.

But this raven is so pretty, and its feathers are so beautiful—

Ning An listened to Daphne's words and was touched twice, so he spit out the beetle that Rita Skeeter had turned into, and gently held it to his mouth, of course he didn't really want to eat her, just to scare and scare people, after all, he was going to solve her with a spell, but he didn't expect this person to cause a little trouble.

But he found that every time he was discovered by others after his transformation, he always had to be taken advantage of, and he had been touched by Qiu Zhang on the train before, and this time Daphne had to touch it twice when he saw it, as for the guy Pani......

Ning An sighed secretly, threw the little beetle out of his mouth with his head up, threw it into Daphne's open palm, and spun around in a circle, turning back into the appearance of a wizard.

Looking at Daphne a little embarrassed, I always felt a little weird when I was touched.

Daphne grinned and didn't care at all, as if she had done something very interesting.

"You're turning yourself back, aren't you? Ms. Skeeter? ”

Ning An shook his wand, facing the trembling beetle, and after a while, the other party seemed to accept his fate, moved to the floor, slowly getting bigger, at first it was still the appearance of a beetle, and halfway through the catch, he had become a witch lying on the ground, the big red cloak wrapped around the trembling body, who else could there be if it wasn't Rita Skeeter.

"Please—please don't—"

She could only tremble and pop out these words, she was really desperate to the extreme, and she couldn't figure out where Krum had gone, why Ning An was here, could it be that he had killed Krum specifically to sabotage the Triwizard Tournament!?

This could have been a shocking news report, but unfortunately her life was almost gone, and Rita Skeeter was in no mood to think about any news reports.

"Are you going to kill her?"

Daphne frowned, although she didn't have a good impression of this woman, but she felt that Ning An should not kill her just to take revenge for the reports she wrote, maybe anyone had seen Rita get on Durmstrang's big ship, if this reporter disappeared during the Triwizard Tournament, it would always attract the attention of the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Daphne felt that it was not worth it.

"Of course not, what to kill her."

Ning An shrugged her shoulders and waved her wand casually, and Rita Skeeter, who was prostrate on the ground, heard this, like a heavenly sound, she raised her head in disbelief, pushed up the jeweled frame on the bridge of her nose, and wanted to say something, but she was greeted by a black wand.

"Out of body."

Ning An recited the incantation, and a warm current flowed down the wand on her arm, Rita Skeeter's eyes froze, and then the expression on her face began to change unpredictably, but she soon indulged in an illusory appearance of happiness.

"Stand up."

Ning An said lightly, and then the female reporter stood up like an obedient marionette, Daphne crossed her arms, in fact, she also tried the Unforgivable Curse, but the strength could not be compared with Ning An after all, no matter how many times she watched it, she still felt that the Soul Snatcher Curse was no less evil than the other two.

She would rather let Avadaso kill him than be manipulated at will.

"Aren't you an Animagus, just help me find information about Hogwarts, find a girl named Laurel, and see what she's been up to lately."

Ning An pinned his wand back to his waist and commanded without raising his head, Rita Skeeter immediately bowed down and said with a respectful attitude:

"Understood, my master."

Daphne has a special status, and she should be considered an unpopular person at Hogwarts, and if she goes to inquire about information, it is too conspicuous, and if she provokes the attention of Dumbledore or Snape, it will be even more disadvantageous.

Rita Skeeter can turn into a beetle, but she is a good at sneaking eavesdropping, and it is naturally suitable for her to get some information that Ning An wants.

Daphne exclaimed

"Laurel, you're looking for her?"

Of course, she remembered this guy who used to be a companion, and before the start of school, it was revealed that she was hunted down by Ning An in the World Cup, and now she is at Hogwarts, and it is said that Mr. Lands believes that only Dumbledore can protect his daughter from harm.

"Hmm." Ning An nodded without hesitation, and then suddenly remembered something and said:

"I probably won't be there at this Yule Ball—"

"The Ball?" Daphne was stunned for a moment, then blushed as if she remembered something, and then showed a look of disappointment.

"But you're a warrior."

Ning An scratched his head and said, "When the time comes, just let Fabian drink the compound decoction and go for me." ”

Fabian is experienced, and pretending to be Krum should be a piece of cake for him.

"Is it for Laurel?"

"Well, the Santa Ball is going to be crowded at the ball, so there might be an opportunity."

Not only for the sake of the unfinished business before, Ning An was planning to take the 'Fool's Blood' from Laurel.