Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL)

Rita Skeeter has her own agenda.

She was able to mix it up while annoying people because she knew what not to report and who not to offend. Here’s an interesting fact: different people attach different importance to the same thing, and the same person attaches different importance to different things.

She can report on the Malfoy family’s luxury and power, but will not touch on their history of being knighted by the Muggle kings and the fact that they were once close to the Death Eaters; she will also use harsh words to describe Dumbledore as a ” senile old man” in her article, but she will never write about the forbidden friendship that existed half a century ago or mention anything about his dead relatives.

Unless, of course, they are no longer alive.

She has developed her own style of reporting based on this unique understanding of journalism, which has made her unique in the wizarding community with a large loyal following. However, she has had a bad year in the past two years, with a series of flops.

The first time was two years ago when she ran into a low-profile wizard and miscalculated the situation, thinking it would be no big deal if he got offended, but she ended up on the wrong side of the tracks and was confronted.

The second time was also two years ago, when that harebrained man Lockhart discovered her secret of being an illegal Animagus, so she had to get ahead of the game and use an Obliviate to get out of trouble, and afterward when she learned that Lockhart turned out to be a real memory master, she broke out in a cold sweat; she naturally knew what she had, and her lame Obliviate could not trap him for too long, so she rushed to the Ministry of Magic to report her Animagus status.

Even though her reputation got worse, she dodged a bullet and was simply got fined a sum of money.

The third involves her ambitious work, Against the Black Terror. Ever since her rival and fellow minder was imprisoned in Azkaban, she had been considering completing a highly influential new book, that’s when Regulus Black, who had received the honorary endorsement of Dumbledore and was also the heir of an ancient pure-blood family, came into her sights, with a hidden identity as a former Death Eater!

She doesn’t care if it’s true or not, but that story sells, doesn’t it? And more fortunately, the two main characters of the incident were dead.

The only thing standing in the way of this is probably the only remaining member of the Black family, Sirius Black. If his wanted notice was still hanging in Diagon Alley, she would never have dared to do so, but that Black was eventually proven to be wrongly accused. What a stupid guy, spent more than ten years in prison for nothing, Rita Skeeter once suspected that he had intellectual problems.

But in any case, since Sirius Black was wrongly accused, she is not afraid of him. Think about it, the last of the old pure-blood family, who left home at the age of 16 without inheriting any bit of the family’s network, what is there to be afraid of?

In her opinion, Sirius should have been busy working around and restoring the family glory at that time.

It turned out that things had gotten completely out of hand, first Sirius Black kept sending her Howlers, and then there was the news that the Dark Lord’s loyal lackey had come back from the dead and managed to escape arrest, which scared her to death and annoyed her at the same time, when did Azkaban become a complete gag?

Damn Barty Crouch! Damn Both of them!

She repeatedly inquired about the truth through various connections, and the more she learned, the more chilling she felt. She even went so far as to use a piece of hidden information to finally meet a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, who looked at her like a dead man.

Then she made a prompt decision to turn to the most powerful wizard she could get in touch with, Felix Hap, and she did not hesitate to offer up all kinds of hidden information she had worked so hard to gather over the years.

She also finally knew who she had messed with – she had guessed at every possibility and even wondered if she had been targeted by some ghost, but she never imagined that it would be someone who was already dead.

Is it some strange fetish for both the servant and the master to pretend to be dead?

Despite the promise of Felix Hap, she was worried that she would be used as bait, in case the fish is not caught, and she got swallowed instead. After weighing her options, she decided to disappear for a while. Under the pretext of writing her book in peace, she quietly moved to a muggle community and temporarily broke off contact with the wizarding community.

During one of her walks, she found a newsstand where a Muggle newspaper unexpectedly matched her appetite in terms of style. Although she did not like the third edition …, she used some “skills” to get a job as a trainee reporter.

After a few small strokes, she became the most brilliant trainee under the editor-in-chief and will be promoted to a full-fledged reporter in the near future. Now she decided to convince the editor-in-chief, who had terrible taste in clothes, to allow her some autonomy.

That morning, Rita Skeeter emerged from The Sunday Times office. She promised to bring one heavyweight story a month to the paper, and the reward, naturally, is flexibility in her work schedule.

By noon, she returned to Diagon Alley.

Rita Skeeter took a deep breath and felt her entire body relax. On her way back to the Daily Prophet’s headquarters, she unexpectedly saw various posters plastered on Diagon Alley, even the wanted posters for Barty Crouch Jr. were covered up.

Rita Skeeter stared expressionlessly at the dozen or so people on the posters; they were all champions of the tournament, and she was no stranger to them, having participated in the pre-tournament wand check and the coverage of the first task. But it became clear that something big had happened that she didn’t know about.

Half an hour later, at the Daily Prophet headquarters, she got to know what happened from the mouth of the photographer.

The second task!

A magic projector!

And, of course – ancient rune!

Rita Skeeter, who had been hanging out at The Sunday Times job for two months, certainly knew what a projector is, and she even understood the logic of how the ‘Future World’ company operated.

“Those little guys are famous now?” She asked, straightening her curls.

“Rita, you’re simply missing out on a lot of golden galleons!” Her photographer said.

Rita Skeeter lowered her head and gazed at him from behind her jewel-encrusted glasses, “Oh, Bozo … news will never be lacking, I’ve been doing more important things.”

“So, uh, what are you going to do now–”

“Get a piece of the action, of course!” Rita Skeeter said, reaching into her alligator handbag and pulling out a dark green fountain pen and a shorthand notebook. The photographer stared in amazement at her new kit as Rita Skeeter motionlessly adjusted the Ring of Ouroboros on her finger to a different position, revealing just a dark green ring.

“Bring it!” She said sternly, “Don’t tell me you haven’t done a damn thing this whole time! Bring me all the pictures you’ve taken!”

…

Meanwhile, Felix stared at a package that Owl had sent over.

It is a birthday present.

He gently unwrapped the outer package, there is a birthday card and a birthday cake. After checking several times and finding no traces of magic, he opened the birthday card. The greeting on the card is brief and signed by a simple name, Jane, with no last name.

“Strange … did I mention my birthday? Not to mention it’s a week late …” Felix thought to himself, his birthday is April 8, but it’s now already 15. The owl with the owl post office logo anklet had flown away, which meant there is no need for him to write back.

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