Whatever You Do, Use My Pen Name!

Before Luna lay a mirror, its frame simple and elegant, carved with various animal figures in flowing lines.

The clean, new mirror reflected Xenophilius's face. "Honey, why don't you go out and have a good stroll?"

There's been a lot of news in England lately, and Xenophilius has been too busy to accompany Wizet and Luna to New York.

Therefore, he bought a pair of Two-Way Mirror, which are extremely magical mirrors and are not complicated to use.

When both parties are holding Two-Way Mirror, they call each other's names into the Two-Way Mirror. If the other party is also holding a mirror, then the other party will appear in the mirror.

Two-Way Mirror are very expensive; a Two-Way Mirror costs five hundred Galleon.

In addition, Two-Way Mirror are quite fragile. If not properly stored, they may break into several pieces after being jostled around.

It was only now that the Quibbler has become a big hit that Xenophilius has taken out his spare money and gritted his teeth to buy a pair of Two-Way Mirror.

"Yes... When I first arrived in New York yesterday, Wizet helped me buy a lot of things." Luna's cheeks were flushed, like ripe red apples;

Beside her sat a cauldron, the Potions inside bubbling and simmering gently.

"I bought so much stuff..." Xenophilius tilted his head slightly, as if he heard a gurgling sound from the cauldron. "Honey... you're not brewing Potions, are you?"

Luna carefully moved the Two-Way Mirror so that Xenophilius could see the cauldron clearly. "Yes! Dad is so amazing, he guessed it right away!"

"Hehe..." Hearing Luna's praise, Xenophilius grinned naturally, "Of course! Daddy has always been that amazing!"

However, he quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Honey! Don't be like Wizet and get so engrossed in your books that you can't get out! When you come to a new place, you should explore it as much as possible."

A hint of displeasure appeared between his brows. "What's going on with Wizet? Why doesn't she plan her trip like I did..."

"Where did he go? Why did you stay in the hotel brewing Potions? I remember New York is quite bustling, there should be a lot of fun places there."

"You have a plan..." Luna's fingers brushed over the glass bottles, her rounded, shell-like nails gleaming.

She picked up one of the glass bottles, poured the beetle eyes inside onto a small spoon, and then gently shook them into the crucible.

"However, he needs to attend the meeting first, so he needs to wait for Professor McGonagall's notification and register his identity in advance so that it will be convenient for the meeting."

"After the meeting, he plans to take me to other states... to see Thunderbird, Cat Leopard, the White River Monster... so many Magical creature!"

"Magical creature ..." Xenophilius slightly, subtly flipping through the book, searching for relevant content out of the corner of his eye. "I remember there should be Magical creature around New York, right?"

"Yes! Dad, you know everything!" Luna smiled, her eyes crinkling as she slowly stirred the cauldron. "There are Horned Serpent around New York, and I'm preparing for that, aren't I?"

Xenophilius with some confusion, "Prepare?"

Luna nodded and gently tapped the crucible with her spoon. "This is what Mr. Firenze told me about... Potions that can attract all sorts of Magical creature..."

"When Wizet and I went shopping yesterday, she accompanied me to buy these materials. They'll come in handy when we go to other states to search for Magical creature!"

"That's good!" Xenophilius and let out a soft sigh. "Baby, remember to take good care of yourself while Daddy's not around."

"Okay!" Luna nodded emphatically. "Dad, you also need to take good care of yourself. Don't stay up late tonight!"

"Of course! I sleep soundly at night now! But I can't sleep well with that Old Fudge, hehehehehe!" Xenophilius couldn't help but grin.

"Ahem!" He coughed seriously. "Sweetie, Daddy's gotta get back to work. Remember to be careful while you're brewing the Potions, and don't get hurt!"

"Okay! See you tonight, Dad!"

See you tonight!

Xenophilius carefully picked up the Two-Way Mirror and placed it at the bottom of the drawer;

A soft pad is placed inside to provide maximum protection for the Two-Way Mirror.

Knock knock knock!

There was a knock on the door. Xenophilius pushed the drawer in. "Come in!"

Rita Skeeter walked into the editor-in-chief's office and placed a manuscript on the table. "Mr. Lovegood, I've finished writing the manuscript you requested."

She sighed deeply. If it weren't for Wizet's request, she felt she probably would never have crossed paths with Xenophilius in her entire life, let alone written for the Quibbler.

"Hmm..." Xenophilius murmured, picking up the manuscript and examining it closely. "The Lament of the Pitiful, Sirius Black really did run away on his own..."

"Miss Skeeter, I've changed my opinion of you. It seems you're quite adept at writing articles that expose the truth! You don't even need to revise them; you can publish them directly."

He noticed another problem, "You... you need to use a pseudonym here, right? Are you sure you want to publish it this way?"

"Of course!" Rita Skeeter nodded repeatedly, so much so that her exquisitely curled hair trembled. "Make sure you use a pseudonym, whatever you do, don't use your real name! Don't use it!"

Since she wrote such an article, she naturally did not want to sign it with her real name; using a pen name was a way for her to deceive herself.

As long as you use a pseudonym, it won't be considered an article you wrote yourself, and it won't be a stain on your journalistic career.

The main problem was that the article Xenophilius made her write was simply too outrageous;

Xenophilius actually swore that Sirius Black couldn't have committed those crimes and that it was all a conspiracy by Cornelius Fudge;

To pave the way for his own ministerial position, Cornelius Fudge deliberately avoided interrogating Sirius Black and sent him directly to Azkaban.

Now, in order to salvage his precarious ministerial position, Cornelius Fudge deliberately let Sirius Black escape and instigated the Dementor to secretly eliminate those who might threaten his position.

This is why the title is "The Lament of the Pitiful".

Xenophilius felt that Sirius Black had been used from beginning to end and had become a tool for Cornelius Fudge to manipulate power.

"Oh... alright..." Xenophilius nodded. "Then let's go with your pen name..."

"To be honest..." he murmured, "That Old Fudge's scheme will definitely fail! Once the truth comes out, this report will be..."

"Don't give me your real name! Use a pseudonym!" Rita Skeeter growled, her voice tinged with anger.

"Fine..." Xenophilius shrugged. "Since you insist..."