Recently, Rita Skeeter was not in a good mood, and she was temporarily suspended by the Daily Prophet.

As one of the main editors of the Daily Prophet and the source of the newspaper's bestsellers, Barnabas Gufe was rather stupid.

A warning from the Ministry of Magic?

Rita Skeeter was nothing, the Ministry of Magic had warned her 49 times since she became a journalist, but they didn't have anything to do with her.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" asked Rita Skeeter, looking at the old acquaintance in front of her, calmly.

"Because of your relationship, our relationship with the U.S. Ministry of Magic has become quite bad. ”

As an employee of Barty Crouch's office, Bertha Jorkins is also helpless, she doesn't want to deal with Rita Skeeter at all.

However, as soon as she was rushed from the Department of Magical Communications to the Department of International Magical Cooperation at the British Ministry of Magic, she was sent by her boss to deal with her acquaintances and try to figure out what the situation was.

Because of the last report, coupled with the overreaction of some wizards, the relationship between the British Ministry of Magic and the American Ministry of Magic was quite bad.

"I'm just telling the truth, Jorkins. ”

In the face of the doubts of acquaintances, Rita Skeeter's tone was calm, "When I interviewed Mr. Anderson, the other party said that, I just expressed his meaning. ”

Of course, Rita Skeeter didn't dare to put all the pot on Albert's head, otherwise she would probably have to go to Azkaban.

In the Ministry of Magic, there was already a bunch of people who wanted to throw her in prison. Who made Rita Skeeter love to write sensational false stories about well-known people in the wizarding world, and offended many people because of it.

"So, these are all real?"

Bertha Joggins apparently didn't believe Rita Skeeter's nonsense, having worked for the Daily Prophet for a while, and knew very well what the woman was in front of her.

"Of course, that's what happened. ”

Rita Skeeter was impatient and wanted to end this damn conversation as soon as possible, and she felt that she should tell the others about the face of the Ministry.

"You should know that such a statement is impossible to dismiss that Mr. Crouch. "She really doesn't want to mess things up anymore, she's changed several departments over the years since she joined the Ministry of Magic." ”

"That's the truth, you don't know the United States, why don't you go and study it yourself?"

"I heard that you have been suspended. ”

"Don't worry about that, I'll be reinstated soon. ”

Rita Skeeter is really not worried about her suspension, and her job is not just to write for the Daily Prophet.

Writing for Wizarding Weekly is also part of her job.

Rita Skeeter felt that she should write an article about the wizarding world in the United States and let everyone know what the British Department of International Magical Cooperation was doing.

As a result, the Department of International Magical Cooperation received a large number of owl letters, and many wizards considered Barty Crouch's compromise to be an act of weakness.

Bertha Jorkins, who submitted the report, was naturally unlucky, and was scolded by Barty Crouch and sent to burn the letters.

Many wizards added some material to the letters, and God knows what will happen when it is burned.

Joakins was also helpless, but he still sorted out the matter very seriously and resubmitted a report.

Based on her research, it was found that the actual situation was indeed not much different from what Rita Skeeter described.

In particular, the description of the American wizarding world in Wizarding Weekly, even if it is a little exaggerated, does not deviate too much.

It's inconceivable that this kind of thing happened to Rita Skeeter, who likes to talk nonsense.

Perhaps, the reality has been exaggerated enough that the woman does not need to continue to exaggerate.

After Bertha Jorkins finished sorting out the information, she took the things to the director's office, but Mr. Barty Crouch didn't seem to be there.

"I don't know if he'll take it seriously. Bertha Jorkins was skeptical, and Barty Crouch wanted to restore friendly relations with the American wizarding community.

"Jorkins. Ludo Bagman asked, "Is Barty there?"

"The director is not here. ”

"It's too bad, I have a document here that he needs to sign. Ludo Bagman said distressedly: "When Barty returns, remember to remind him to sign it, he will need it tomorrow." ”

"Okay. ”

Bertha Jorkins immediately agreed, and as an employee of Barty Crouch's office, this was also one of her jobs.

However, after work, when Barty Crouch did not show up, Bertha Joggins had to send the document to the home of his boss, Mr. Barty Crouch, to sign it.

Crouch is a well-known wizarding family, and when Bertha passed, her boss, Mr. Barty Crouch, was not at home.

The house-elf tells Bertha that Barty Crouch will be back soon, and asks her to wait in the hall for a while.

Bertha Jorkins agreed, and she felt it would be best to hand over the document herself, watch her sign it, and send it to Ludo Bagman.

Placing the document on the table, Bertha took a sip of tea from the house-elves.

Just as she was looking at the furnishings in her boss's hall, she suddenly heard a whisper of conversation, as if someone was talking.

Bertha stood up in confusion and walked in the direction from which the voice had come towards the kitchen, which became more and more distinct. In the kitchen, the house-elf appears to be talking to a man, but there is no one in the kitchen.

Someone hiding in an invisibility cloak?

"The house-elf is called that young master?" Bertha Jorkins immediately realized something, could it be Barty Crouch Jr., the son of Barty Crouch Sr.?

However, Barty Crouch's son has died in Azkaban prison.

"Is it ......?"

Bertha Jorkins had a hard time believing Barty Crouch Sr. would do something like that.

"Why are you here?"

Noticing that someone was behind him, the house-elf turned his head sharply and looked nervously at Bertha Jorkins.

"Who were you talking to, Barty Crouch Jr., right?" Bertha Jorkins stepped forward.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" the house-elf was nervous, trying to stop the other from stepping forward to uncover the invisibility cloak.

"Jorkins, what are you doing here?" Barty Crouch appeared behind Bertha Jorkins without warning.

"Mr. Barty Crouch, you saved your own son from Azkaban?" Bertha Jorkins looked at her boss in disbelief. As far back as she can remember, Barty Crouch was a jealous man, and he almost became Minister of Magic, only because his son was a Death Eater that he missed that opportunity.

"Jorkins, you shouldn't be nosy, it's a terrible mistake, sorry. Barty Crouch sighed and raised his wand to point at the witch in front of him, ready to make the other forget the memory.

However, if she wants to keep the secret completely, she will have to use a powerful amnesia charm to make her completely forget about today's events.

Bertha Jorkins, who fell under the Oblivion Curse, was completely stupid.

"Master, she'll forget what happened, right? "The house-elves were trembling all over.

"Yes. Barty Crouch looked at the woman in front of him, shook his head helplessly, and said: "I use a strong amnesia charm, which is very likely to cause permanent damage to her memory, but this is also something that can't be helped, who makes her like to meddle." ”