Blocking a Fire Dragon Took Only a Lift of the Hand

Through the large revolving door, Wizet and Luna entered the hall of the Magical Congress, where a large group of reporters stood.

Jacob Kowalski stood before the reporters. As the Head of the International Magical Cooperation Department Magical Congress, he needed to answer some questions to prevent the upcoming press conference from becoming too chaotic.

The Magical Congress Hall was much brighter than usual, and photographers raised their cameras and snapped pictures of Jacob Kowalski.

With a series of "click-click" sounds, the flashlight burst into dazzling light, while the camera spewed out puffs of purple smoke.

"Journalists need to have keen observation skills... able to find newsworthy points in ordinary things..."

"They also need to have excellent intelligence gathering capabilities, conduct multi-faceted investigations, pay attention to uncovering details, and understand the most important point of this crisis..."

Rita Skeeter's voice rang out; she was still dressed in her usual flamboyant outfit, carrying that crocodile skin bag.

Those extravagant glasses seemed to have been maintained, with flashes of light and the inlaid gemstones sparkling brilliantly.

She strode up to Wizet and Luna, a smug smile on her face. "Who's the real protagonist of this crisis!"

Wizet said meaningfully, "You must have gone to great lengths to find me here."

Based on what Rita Skeeter just said, we can guess that she must have turned into a beetle, first gathering information throughout New York, before finally approaching Wizet.

"Ahem! It took a lot of effort!" Rita Skeeter's smile faded slightly as she coughed lightly and said, "News about you is only circulating among the staff who are actually doing the work."

"They always talk about you. Some of them have children who need to go to school and are considering whether to immigrate to England so they can get into Hogwarts."

"Honestly, I suggest you talk to Dumbledore. Once someone gets into Hogwarts because of you, he needs to give you a bonus as a reward for your contribution to Hogwarts."

"No need for so many formalities." Wizet looked into the distance. "Aren't you going to seize this opportunity to ask Mr. Kowalski a question? The press conference should be starting soon."

"That's why I came to see you—because the press conference is about to start," Rita Skeeter said. "That director's talk was too bureaucratic; I didn't get much useful information from him."

"So, in order not to waste time, I came to you and planned to have a personal interview first... to get some unique information. That's the point of journalism, isn't it?"

Led by an Auror, the three entered a small council chamber, a perfect place for a personal interview.

Before leaving, Auror looked at Wizet and said, "Mr. Lovegood, I will come back here when the press conference starts later."

Wizet waved his hand, "No need to trouble yourself, I'll remember to attend the press conference."

"It's really hard to imagine..." Rita Skeeter sighed as the Auror closed the door. "What did you do to earn such respect from an Auror?"

"That Auror ..." Wizet frowned slightly, thinking about what happened that night, "I can't remember clearly... I just helped to hold off the Fire Dragon's attack, that should be all."

"That explains it." Rita Skeeter nodded as she opened her handbag, revealing a gray Quick-Quotes Quill and parchment floating in the air. "Perhaps it was just a small favor for you."

As she spoke, the Quick-Quotes Quill began to work, leaving a string of words on the parchment.

Paul had a wife and children behind him. For Mr. Vizet Lovegood, helping to fend off the Fire Dragon's attack was just a simple matter, but for Paul, it not only saved him but also his wife and children—an undisputed act of redemption.

"There's no need to write it like that..." Wizet coughed lightly, "Isn't it a bit too much..."

"I've already toned it down. This is another Quick-Quotes Quill. Please note the color!" Rita Skeeter raised an eyebrow and pointed to the Quick-Quotes Quill.

"And when I investigated before, I found that he was indeed a father of a child, and his name was indeed Paul, Paul Smith."

She coughed twice, her expression turning serious. "Let's begin! First, I want to ask... how exactly did you discover the Fire Dragon in New York's sewers..."

Rita Skeeter's questions were very targeted, and she finished asking all the necessary questions in no time.

"Honestly..." Rita Skeeter placed the parchment covered in writing in front of her, her tone somewhat wistful, "It looks like a story Gilderoy Lockhart made up..."

"Without Luna, those Horned Serpent could not have been lured up."

"Without Wizet, there would definitely be no way to lure the Fire Dragon over."

Wizet and Luna spoke at the same time, both with great certainty.

"Gentlemen, please don't get so excited. I was just expressing my feelings!" Rita Skeeter interlaced her fingers, resting them on her chin, and revealed a very amused smile.

"I have no doubt about the authenticity of this content...and now I am even more certain that what you are saying is true...after all, you have both vindicated each other, haven't you?"

Wizet countered, "Whom are you representing? The Daily Prophet? Or..."

"Of course, it's The Daily Prophet," Rita Skeeter said. "You've been on vacation here for too long; you have no idea how panicked people England right now..."

"Cornelius Fudge has sealed off the port, and the border is full of Dementor. It's extremely difficult to get out; you have to go through countless checks, even the Goblin Thief-Proof Waterfall, before you can finally leave."

"Dementor?" Wizet frowned. "Do we really have to use something like that?"

Rita Skeeter shrugged helplessly. "And then there's the Quidditch World Cup! They need a lot of wizards there, so the best and easiest way... is to requisition Dementor."

"And then there's your favorite ' The Quibbler '... I recently wrote another article about how Cornelius Fudge may have illegally bred Dementor, which would have given him enough Dementor to search all of England."

"That's something Fudge would do." Wizet and Luna nodded simultaneously.

"So you all think so much the same way..." Rita Skeeter was a little amused and exasperated. "Actually, I spent a few days at the Quibbler."

"The atmosphere is usually quite good, but whenever Cornelius Fudge is involved, Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood becomes a completely different person and becomes particularly radical."

She put the Quick-Quotes Quill and parchment into her bag. "Speaking of which... don't you all dislike Cornelius Fudge?"

Luna shook her head gently. "He's not... a good person."

Wizet was equally direct, saying, "Yes! I don't like it!"