Lucius didn't expect his previous master to say such a ridiculous thing.

When he felt the movement of his dark mark, he panicked and was excited.

Under his wise leadership, the Malfoys escaped Voldemort's reckoning during the reign of the Dark Lord; After the fall of the Dark Lord, he escaped the liquidation of the Ministry of Magic.

There are always people who are jealous of his brilliant achievements, and those people say that he is an opportunist behind his back.

Selling the flesh is not only done by women.

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Rita nodded, wondering how to write the words of the mysterious man.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

"Because the pure-blood family has a long heritage, because they have so many powerful magic weapons, because they have a better, faster, stronger way to cast spells." Rita said suddenly.

It's just that they did, and they still didn't have Rita's status in the journalist profession.

Rita was sad and embarrassed, and felt ashamed of herself.

"Minerva, would you like a glass of honey water?" Dumbledore said in a feeble manner.

Why?

Why?

Rita's cry was heartbreaking, and a seed of inexplicable anger began to sprout in their hearts.

"However, the more fundamental problem is that they have consolidated the common sense that the nobility is sacred and inviolable, and the noble status of the nobility is unshakable."

Peter lifted Rita, who was limp all over, to her feet.

She didn't dare to hate the former Dark Lord, so she began to hate purebloods.

Yes, if she didn't have a pureblood, how could she have all this ugly thing?

Scold.

"Nope." Professor McGonagall kept a straight face, she just wanted to go back to sleep now, preferably as a cat, on the high-end velvet cushion Harry had sent her.

This sharp-tongued reporter who is good at tampering with the words of his interviewee is stripped of his shiny skin by Tom.

The sunlight passed through their palms, flickering more frequently than the flashing lights they had just had.

"Purebloods have a huge wealth, they are high above, only a few purebloods are beneficial to the wizarding world, and most of them are maggots who are fostered in the wizarding world."

"No, I'm not here for that." Lucius took a breath, straightened his clothes and hairstyle a little, and then continued:

"Ms. Skeeter, you're also a half-blood wizard, and you should know how difficult it can be to become a gold medal reporter for the Daily Prophet."

She became bold, and she felt that the mysterious man was standing with her.

"It's a good start." Tom clapped softly, then asked Rita's peers, "Why don't you applaud Ms. Skeeter?" ”

"Maybe you'll get the news right away, but I have to tell you right now, it's important."

"No, it's not just that." Lucius became serious, and continued, "He's crazy, crazy! ”

"You practice spells hard, although your talent is good, but you can't compete with those purebloods with mediocre talent."

Of course, she wouldn't privately scold him for being a speculator.

However, at this moment, Lucius understood one thing with his remarkable forward-looking awareness-

The flame of anger in Tom's eyes died suddenly, and in his place was a look of hope for the barren land as the old farmer applied fertilizer.

Lucius Malfoy was at the back of the crowd, and he was cold when he heard Tom's last words.

Rita regained some strength, and she didn't dare to look up at the light in the light on the steps anymore, but listened carefully to His words.

Now it's time for the Malfoys to decide.

But then, her expression began to stiffen.

He stepped back without a trace, burying his face in his hood.

The other reporters bowed their heads with concern.

Dumbledore's eyes widened as hard as he could, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that it wasn't Fudge.

Professor McGonagall suddenly had the feeling of stepping on shit, she stared at Lucius's mouth, and whenever he dared to fart, she would give him a big slap in front of Dumbledore.

Lucius could only do his best to blend in with his acting skills, he was very uneasy and desperate to return to his home.

……

"Dumbledore!" A shout came from far and near, and he rushed in impatiently.

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Tom spread his hands, and anger rose in his eyes.

Once again, Tom set his eyes on Rita, as if God was observing his own followers.

"Naturally, you don't have a family, you don't have friends."

The sunlight reflected the divine light on Him, and Rita couldn't see Tom's clothes, or even His face.

She just hated him, maybe because he was once a lackey of the mysterious man, maybe he was once a student of Slytherin, maybe he was already on her point of disgust.

"Dumbledore, and Mr. Malfoy, I have other things, so I'll be out of company." Professor McGonagall had never been a dislike of Lucius Malfoy.

Anyway, she didn't bother to think about why she hated Lucius Malfoy, she just wanted to stay away from this man now, away from all things related to him.

"You can only comfort yourself with vain luxuries, and the luxuries you have accumulated all your life are not as valuable as an antique made by the pure blood of a loser."

He stood up tremblingly as he propped up the armrest of his chair, "Mr. Malfoy, you didn't give me advance notice of the school board meeting. ”

They are not much different from Rita.

"I would venture to ask, Ms. Skeeter, have you ever betrayed your flesh?" In a gentle tone, Tom sent a quick knife of words straight into Rita's heart.

"Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall, I'm going to say that the news is about the mysterious man."

"Aristocrats are not born nobles."

"Dumbledore, you have to do justice to the entire wizarding world!"

Do they dare to say it openly?

A tear involuntarily slipped from the corner of Rita's eye.

"So, you learned to be cruel, ignoring many wizards who were oppressed by pure-bloods, but not letting go of reports that humiliated those who were bullied."

"Great summary, Ms. Skeeter." Tom looked approving, but soon he grimaced, and said in a deep voice:

"He is resurrected, we already know it." Professor McGonagall said impatiently.

The two looked at each other through the thick crowd, one standing in the light and smiling, the other showing a smile that was more ugly than crying, and slowly retreated into the gloomy alley.

Dumbledore wiped the sweat from his forehead and reclined in his office chair with some prostration.

Tom was pleased with the reporters' performance, he spread his hands and pressed them down slightly, and the reporters lowered their hands as if they were forbidden.

Strangely, the seeds of the journalists' anger grew faster, because underneath the seeds, there was more soil called ambition.

"Wait, Dear Professor McGonagall." Lucius smiled in a standard, aristocratic manner.

Rita immediately covered her face with her hands and curled up on the ground and wept bitterly.

"There are not a few such people, such people have become the minions of purebloods, and such people will help purebloods deal with half-bloods."

His white teeth flashed brighter than a butcher's knife when he smiled, and the reporters hurriedly raised their hands and applauded with all their might.

How could he lose such a face in front of his peers?

Rita lowered her head even more humbly, revealing the white and fragile back of her neck.

Lucius couldn't help but look up to see Tom's appearance clearly, but he didn't expect Tom's gaze to look over at this moment.

Lucius laughed inwardly, of course, he was also gregarious, and the applause was even more enthusiastic.

"It's a pureblood, right?"

She could only see the light, the divine light.

"You may have wondered why there are so many half-blood wizards, but they can't compete for more wealth from purebloods, so they can only work for them?"

As long as they dare to say it, some people will rush to report these rumor-mongers in order to curry favor with him.

"You will feel that pure-blood nobles deserve that wealth, and you will even want to intermarry with them, and you want to become such a nobleman."

So, the second thing I want to say today is: "

"He's going to completely destroy the entire wizarding world!"

Nope

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