Rita Skeeter
"No problem, Minister Fudge!" A middle-aged witch emerged from among the reporters, her high-pitched voice sounding like a little girl's affected tone. "Mr. Lovegood, please come with me!"
Seeing the middle-aged witch's relaxed smile, Wizet's brows furrowed involuntarily.
The middle-aged witch wore a pink robe, and her curly hair, similar to Lockhart's, was adorned with a black bow. Combined with her eerie smile, she resembled a toad hunting butterflies.
She handed me a parchment scroll and spoke in a high-pitched, childlike voice, "Let me introduce myself. I am Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic."
"You just need to read the contents above... This shouldn't be difficult for you, right? All the questions from the reporters later are written down here, so you can familiarize yourself with them first."
Dolores Umbridge clearly cared more about the reporters; after saying a few words, he immediately greeted them with a broad smile.
Cornelius Fudge was also busy, wearing a sincere smile and waving his hands, displaying a humble and kind demeanor.
The reporters did the same; some surrounded Dolores Umbridge, asking about the Ministry of Magic's next steps.
More reporters surrounded Cornelius Fudge and Dumbledore, taking notes on their conversation.
"Ah...they all seem to have forgotten who the main character is." A middle-aged woman walked over.
The woman's blonde hair was styled into large curls, and she wore an extremely extravagant pair of glasses with frames full of jewels, making them look very heavy.
She carried a crocodile skin handbag, had very long fingernails painted with ruby red nail polish, and looked like a ferocious Banshee.
The woman extended her hand. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for The Daily Prophet."
Rita Skeeter...
When Wizet heard the name, she instinctively thought of those past reports.
However, he didn't show it, giving a perfunctory handshake and saying, "Hello, Rita Skeeter."
"Ah... Mr. Lovegood." Rita Skeeter's tone revealed a hint of surprise. "Let's find another place to talk... there's a room over there."
Next to the Teachers' Table was a small room with many portraits hanging inside, but it seemed that the portraits were all out visiting other places and not in the portraits.
Rita Skeeter opened her crocodile-skin handbag, from which flew out a quill pen and several parchment scrolls. It was clearly a Quick-Quotes Quill, which hovered in mid-air, poised to write.
She raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Lovegood, that's interesting... It seems Headmaster Dumbledore was right, you are different from other people your age."
"I thought... you wouldn't shake hands like before, or you'd show a look of disgust. It seems I'm not as awful as Minister Fudge."
[Rita Skeeter, a blonde bombshell, is 42 years old and still possesses a captivating charm; even former Hogwarts stars who had conflicts with her couldn't resist her allure.]
This is what was written with Quick-Quotes Quill.
Wizet felt nauseous, a feeling he hadn't experienced even when he first cut open Dragon Liver.
Seemingly sensing something, Rita Skeeter adjusted her glasses. "I'm used to using this. I'm very trained in it, and it's intuitive. This way, we can focus more on the topic itself."
"I see." Wizet nodded, putting his hand in his pocket and gripping his wand. "What do you intend to interview me about?"
"You don't have to stare at it." Rita Skeeter noticed Wizet's gaze. "About the whole process of writing the paper...who exactly helped..."
"Oh?" Wizet was somewhat surprised. "I've read your article. Are you really going to report it truthfully?"
"I only do some polishing," Rita Skeeter emphasized. "If the article is too dry, no one will want to read it..."
"Moreover, this situation is different. I made a deal with Headmaster Dumbledore, which is the main reason why I am here to interview you."
"What deal..." Wizet frowned slightly, "Is it related to... Gilderoy Lockhart?"
"You're Ravenclaw, aren't you?" Rita Skeeter smiled. "Looks like a fine Ravenclaw, just like me..."
Wizet smiled slightly. "Gilderoy Lockhart is also Ravenclaw."
"Indeed...so we need to weed out some of the scum." Rita Skeeter's smile remained unwavering. "Dumbledore gave me a lot of information..."
"It allowed me to expose Gilderoy Lockhart's fraudulent activities... adding a significant chapter to my resume..."
The interview officially began, Rita Skeeter, as a journalist, demonstrated commendable interviewing skills, always managing to ask the right questions.
"Mr. Lovegood, with your knowledge of magic, it's hard to believe you're only in your second year." Rita Skeeter stood up, her Quick-Quotes Quill flying back into her bag.
"Perhaps I will have the opportunity to witness... the birth of a second Albus Dumbledore... Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore's statement is that you will only be the first Vizet Lovegood."
"Actually, I have a question." Wizet took her hand out of her pocket. "Why would you do that... to smear Headmaster Dumbledore?"
"An interesting question." Rita Skeeter raised an eyebrow. "Many people dislike those who are aloof and superior... and I'm willing to bring them down from their pedestals."
"Like Gilderoy Lockhart... and Headmaster Dumbledore... the more radiant and towering someone is, the greater the shadow they cast... that's my opinion."
"To be honest, after talking with Headmaster Dumbledore today, I think I've changed my opinion of him a little. He's so powerful, yet so gentle..."
"His current behavior is actually more in line with my thinking... Why did he change, Mr. Lovegood ... Is it because of you?"
Before Wizet could answer, an unfamiliar voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Lovegood, are you in there? The awards ceremony is about to begin."
"It was a very pleasant exchange." Rita Skeeter opened the door for him. "I look forward to our next meeting... I hope that one day I can also uncover some shadows in you."
"Is that so?" Wizet smiled slightly. "Actually, I also look forward to uncovering some secrets from you."
"For example, why are you always able to get timely reports... and even some photos that you shouldn't have... I believe this will be an interesting process."
As if remembering something, he said, "Oh, right! Rita Skeeter, you actually misspelled some academic terms, but it's okay, I've corrected them for you."
"You corrected it for me?" Rita Skeeter's expression changed, and she quickly ran towards the parchment scroll floating in mid-air...